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“Yes, you are. You’re so eager for me, such a sweet little omega.” My fingers tease her edges, stretching her open as I work her through her peak.

This time, her sweet apples waft into the mix, softening the sharp spice of her cinnamon. She’s gone through the frenzy for now, but if my hunch is correct, this won’t be the last of it.

I roll to my side and curl my arm over her hip, tucking her against me. For long moments, I hold her, letting those little tremors of bliss rock through her.

When I feel her stir, I lift her chin and find her eyes. The fire has been banked as I suspected. “You did beautifully for me, Nova.”

The wild child gives me a dopey grin. “Smells like sunshine.” She takes a deep huff, nuzzling into the crook of my neck. Her tongue pokes out, giving me a tentative lick. “You’re the cure for loneliness.”

She’s adorable. The hormone frenzy has her talking out of turn without making sense, but that doesn’t stop my heart from stuttering at her words. I kiss her forehead, threading my fingers through her short hair.

She’s floating right now on a sea of orgasms and my alpha pheromones. That’s good. It will ground her and make her feel a little steadier.

I’ve been a stubborn ass, pushing her away when she needed me. She deserves better, but I’m what she’s got. It will probably end in disaster. Nothing about tonight changes our circumstances. But what my selfish, fucked-up brain didn’t comprehend was that I would beher disasterif I pushed her away.

My wolf purrs for her, a sound of hope I don’t feel. The affection in the gesture, on the other hand, I fully get. Nova is so damn brave. She marched in here when she knew I was likely tobe an ass, and she pushed for the truth. Her spirit is so bright that it’s impossible not to feel her warmth. I was a fool to think I could refuse my mateor our fate.

With slow strokes, I caress her back, holding her as I whisper words of praise. I tell her how beautiful she is, how strong. I admit that I’m an insufferable pigheaded twat and she’s perfect.

The specifics of my words don’t register, but our wolves purr in harmony. Her breaths grow long and deep, puffing against my neck.

Sleep doesn’t come for me, but in those moments, the storm outside seems to quiet, and the world fills with a blinding sense of peace.

Chapter 19

Nova

Every part of my body feels like a marshmallow. My insides are gooey and warm, my brain floating on the currents of Gage’s lulling purr.

Total bliss.Sign me up to be kissed and touched by this man every day because, holy shit, that was mind-blowing.

I know omega wolves are known for being sensual and needing alphas' physical touch to balance out their systems. Experiencing it is something else entirely.

It’s startling to see the difference these alphas make. I don’t think I’d realized how run down I’d gotten—or how soothing being around a scent match could be.

Gage’s rough palm squeezes my hip. “You awake over there, little star?”

I burrow into the hair by his shoulder, hiding myself in his dark waves. “Maybe.”

He hums, the sound overly amused. “It’s only been a few hours. I’m sure you could use some more sleep.”

Following his advice, I drift into the bliss of being held and the delicious soreness between my legs. I think I doze, but before long, my brain returns to being an angry beehive swirling withquestions. Gage was real with me last night, and I understand him a little better now, but so much is still unclear.

Something happened to him, and he’s not ready to tell me. The fact that he’s afraid of the connection between us is kind of reassuring. I’m right there with him. I want these men to be my pack, but I’m scared of the future and freaked out about the fact that I don’t know what I’m doing.

How the heck do I go from living alone to having mates? My human side feels out of practice. I’m not sure where that leaves me after last night.

When the curiosities become too much to contain, I let one pop out. “When my heat came, what did you give me?”

Of all the spokes on the question wheel whirling in my brain, I’ve surprised even myself with that one.

Gage freezes beneath me. Apparently, he’s as confused by the trajectory of my thoughts as I am.

After an uncomfortable moment of silence, he clears his throat. “It wasn’t a traditional potion used for heat. I made it in the thick of the moment, but the gist was a sleeping potion mixed with a blocker meant to dull your pain and senses.”

I’m grateful he gave it to me. Having my first heat so soon after being rescued from the Alpha King and not knowing my heat companions would have been awful.

Okay, that’s not entirely true.It wouldn’t have been awful in the way it would have been if I had spent my heat with the king and his wolves. The brothers would have been good to me and made sure I didn’t suffer. Maybe Gage too.

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