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She smiled. “He likes it. It keeps him busy, and it is like endless new stimulation for his brain. He’s a good guy.”

Lya looked at her and grinned. “You made a friend?”

“I did. And he’s in a bonded trio, so no shenanigans.”

“If you say so.”

“What? He is.”

“Uh-huh. You haven’t bonded with your alphas yet, right?”

“Nope.”

“Close your eyes and think of the guys and sort them in order of liking.”

“Well, I don’t actually know much about them yet.”

“Just do it.”

“Did Alexi pop into the roster?”

“Yes, but I have seen Alita. She’s gorgeous and spunky.”

“You aren’t competing with her. You are competing with Niko.”

Win opened her eyes and grinned. “I could take him.”

“A dragon?”

A voice called out from the group of dark Elite. “She can take him.”

Win looked, and it was Erik.

“Don’t tell him anything!”

Erik gave her a thumbs-up, but she knew he didn’t speak for his dragon.

Win sighed. “I am going to be so embarrassed the next time I see Alexi.”

“Probably, but if he feels the same, then your pack and Nikolai’s are going to have to have a chat.”

Win sighed. “I am probably just crushing because I found someone who likes photography as much as I do.”

“Find out.”

Win cleared her throat. “I haven’t dated anyone since I was seventeen. I am beyond rusty. And I am definitely not a homewrecker.”

“Fine. What kind of outfits do you like?”

Win put a sound shield around them. “Honestly? I love the Greek toga silhouette, the Chinese Hanfu, and leggings and an overdress. I like my upper arms covered and my back. That’s where most of the damage was.”

“How about your midriff?”

“That’s fine. I do have a mark on it, though.” She lifted her shirt and showed Lya. The sun above her navel was the same dark red as the designs in the selfie.

Lya blinked. “Tattoo?”

“Nope. It appeared when I got taller. Just like my eyes go from mercury to ruby.”

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