Page 173 of Broken Dreams

I can feel Linus’ love, awe, and desire as his heat flares again, dragging us back under its wave. Our pack is complete outside of the stubborn fuck watching us in his corner. So far, Linus has been happy to have him in the room, not asking for more.

I vaguely heard my brother say he wasn’t above assisting in positioning Linus to bounce on Christian’s massive cock, and I’m not either.

Whatever my omegas want, they get. Even if it’s Christian fucking Sanchez.

QUINN

“Hi,” Linus murmurs against my neck. We each have an alpha at our backs as we snuggle and they snore lightly.

His heat lasted three days, and now we’re all attempting to catch up on some sleep.

“Hi, you,” I rasp. Linus was rabid during his heat, and insatiable. My mouth and cunt were kept very busy by him. My body feels boneless and sore in the best of ways.

This is the way it always should have been for the two of us.

“You’re so pretty,” he says, making me smile. It’s the happy sound of a very content omega. “My mind is going a million miles an hour, Quinn. I should be sleeping.”

“You should be doing whatever you want,” Christian grunts, yawning. I wish I could say I’d almost forgotten about him, but I haven’t. “Don’t overthink things, Linus.”

He ignores the alpha in the corner of our nest, dragging his nose up my throat. “You smell like us,” he says. “I don’t like that the world is waiting for us outside of here, Quinn.”

“I know,” I sigh. I haven’t forgotten everything that’s happened, and I know we have to deal with the bullshit. I don’t even know if they ended up finding my father or the others that were involved in Linus and my kidnapping.

Just because we set ourselves up as bait doesn’t make the danger we were in any less real.

“We don’t have to go out yet,” I remind him. My stomach decides to rumble at that moment, and Duncan and Callum startle awake as I wince.

“Thank fuck you’re awake,” Christian mutters. “Are you hard wired to the sounds of their stomachs?”

“I think we are,” Duncan says with a chuckle. “I’m going to take a shower and get food going. I have no idea what time it is.”

The curtains block out all light, so I don’t either.

“I’ll go find out if the world is still turning,” Callum teases. “I’ll leave Christian with you just in case.”

The brothers thoroughly kiss Linus and I before getting up and leaving. I can’t stop yawning even though I was able to nap here and there. Linus would find a way to wake me up during his heat by shoving his face between my legs while he was being taken care of by one of our alphas, effectively waking me up with an orgasm.

I can’t say I minded either.

“At least they trust me for something,” Christian says with a sigh.

“You’re a body and armed,” Linus says. “I wouldn’t over think it.”

His words perfectly reframe Christian’s and I can’t help but laugh. He’s feeling happy and feisty.

“Ugh, I guess we should go shower and see if Kane left Bret alive or not for me,” I murmur.

“Excuse me?” Christian asks. “Who is Kane and what do you think you’re going to do exactly?”

Linus sits up lazily, turning to face him. He’s had his back to the alpha all of this time, and I can see the pinch of pain between his eyes as he gazes at him. I have just as many confused feelings about Christian, so I completely understand it.

“While you were getting yourself shot, I stabbed Bret,” Linus says. Rolling my lips in to keep from mentioning that he was in my way so I couldn’t get a shot off, I let him continue to go off on Christian. “Quinn and I aren’t helpless.”

“I never said you were—” Christian retorts, but Linus grabs my hand and pulls me up to walk to the bathroom.

“Maybe you should remember that you don’t actually know either one of us,” Linus reminds him, shutting the door behind us.

I’m quiet as he turns on the shower and I follow him inside. The truth is that I grew up being fully aware of the danger surrounding my life. While it didn’t change my kidnapping, the training simply lay dormant for years afterward.

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