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Standing, I take a breath in my two piece lingerie set. It’s white today, giving the illusion of a virginity that I haven’t had since I was fifteen. My eyes appear wide and doe-like with the dark eye makeup, my pouty lips begging to be fucked. It’ll set up the fantasy as I turn to walk out of the dressing room.

“Let’s go, people,” Bret calls out from the hallway. “It’s a full house today, make your rounds unless I pull you for a private room. We’ll start with lap dances first, let Makayla do the work of getting everyone riled up. Get ready to be fucked hard. They’ll all want her instead.”

This is why everyone hates me. He says shit like this that makes people jealous. I promise it’s not an enviable place to be as several of the girls glare at me. Alisa studiously ignores me, reminding me of how she made sure Bret noticed me the night I was caned.

I’m not typically the magnanimous or forgiving type, but I know Bret hasn’t been making her life easy. Desperation has a way of twisting the goodness inside of you until there’s nothing left. I can understand the desire to hurt others.

I simply won’t give into it.

The only good thing about tonight is that the air won’t be laced with Bret’s cocktail of lust and desire. I’m a walking, slicking, desire laden omega. I’m enough of a sweet treat for the alphas here tonight to get high on.

Cocks will be hard, knots thick and heavy with cum.

Climbing the stairs to dance on the pole, my hips are already swaying to the music, and I can hear the groans of the alphas in the room tonight.

Eat your hearts out, guys. Enjoy the show.

CHAPTER 6

DUNCAN

Slick Dreams is currently located in Detroit, Michigan, which is where I’m headed with my brother and Adira’s men.

As soon as I can extricate myself from Adira. She’s staying at my house while we’re gone because it’s safer, and she’s perfectly happy to sleep in the guest room and record in the audio booth.

We’re the problem.

“You have all the codes for the security system,” I remind her. “If you need to take a walk or something, the backyard is huge, I just?—”

“I’m staying in the house, with the system engaged, and plan to read books and record content,” Adira says, interrupting me. “I don’t want you to worry about me. Shoo, go get your girl.”

Kane gazes at his omega for a long moment, as if trying to convince all of his personalities that she’s going to be fine. He has a strange baby carrier strapped to his chest and a doll inside. I guess Jed was serious when he said Kane should practice.

This entire pack is insane.

“Alright,” Callum says, sighing. Adira’s nightmares have been much fewer, so I don’t think that’ll be an issue.

She deserves puppy piles of snuggles and cuddles.

“Make sure you piss the old bat off while we’re gone,” Jed teases Adira, giving her a hug.

Emilia Richardson and Adira have been in a feud of epic proportions for weeks. The leader of ROWS doesn’t know Adira is the anonymous blogger on Omega Link offering retorts to Emilia’s podcasts about how omegas should behave.

It’s been pissing the old bag off, which is just what she deserves. Her attempt at kidnapping Adira earlier this year hasn’t helped her cause either. Fucking bitch.

“I’ll do my best,” Adira says with a small smirk. “Seriously, I’m good. All of my favorite foods are in the fridge too. The house and I are going to be fine.”

I’m more worried about her than the house to be honest. Callum and I made ready to eat meals for her in the fridge along with dessert in case the baby wants something sweet to eat. Her appetite has been increasing for the better, which means she’s also expanding from the previous tiny list of things she could eat.

“We love you,” Morris says with a smile. “I’ve done as much research on my end as I can to make sure that we’ll have a smooth mission.”

I thought Callum and I were prepared, but Morris is next level when it comes to finding blueprints of the old building. Together, we’ve been able to make sure we’re ready for almost anything when we arrive at the new location for Slick Dreams.

Callum was also able to get his contact to tell him what security was like and then paid them handsomely for it.

“Bye, baby,” Damon says, kissing her as he starts to walk to the door.

If I don’t get them out of here, we’ll start this all over again. The way they love her is intentional and intense. They’ve come a long way from when they met.

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