Page 105 of Harley & Her Ferals

Vinnie glares between us. “Now, you’re going to tell me exactly what you were all doing in here. Then I’m going to decide whether to tear out your throats.”

Laurent drops his hand from my elbow to protectively hold it over his pocket. We can’t lose those thumb drives. They hold the information that I need to become heir. Also, the codes for the exit.

On there, we have everything to put our grand plan into place, which I’ve worked toward my entire life.

I can’t have it ruined now.

I also can’t lose Laurent, and having experienced the terror of seeing Harbinger with a gun to his head, I can’t lose him either.

What excuse can I come up with for meeting them both here?

Harbinger meets my gaze. “She wants to fuck me.”

What. The. Hell?

Well, I guess that it’s one excuse for our clandestine meeting.

I blush, especially when several of the Hades Alphas give filthy laughs.

“Why?” Vinnie splutters.

“Hate sex,” Harbinger murmurs, seductively. “Just look at me. Why wouldn’t she want to hit this?”

“Why indeed?” I mutter.

Preferably in the balls.

“Are you fucking with me?” Vinnie barks.

Harbinger arches a pierced brow, before whispering conspiratorially, “Both these Omegas want to fuck me.” When the other men chuckle and nudge each other, I know that he has them. “When they saw me at the fight, they both decided that they had to have a taste of my knot. You know how thirsty the Betas here are for me. This room was the one that we were least likely to be disturbed in, at least, as long as I could keep the guards drugged for a couple of hours. I’ll do anything for my adoring fans.”

I want to be angry.

But it’s a good cover for what we’ve really been doing in here.

Plus, Harbinger has taken the blame for the guards, which protects River.

I wish that I could thank him for that. I know that he’ll be in trouble.

“Plus, then you’d have a hold over the boss’ daughter,” Vinnie says, shrewdly. “Were you hoping that she’d persuade Don to buy out your debt and bring you into the Battle pack?”

“Well, a guy can hope. My knot has been called magical before.” Harbinger winks. “But she wasn’t impressed about my plan with you. Turns out that she was right, since here you are with men and guns and… At least you didn’t come a couple of minutes later and see the truly twisted thingsthat onewanted.” He points at Laurent. “He’s one kinky Omega. He was going to strip me, then bend me over the desk and spank me with—"

“Enough,” Vinnie roars. “I don’t need to hear about your perverted, anti-dynamic sexcapades.”

The other Alphas are staring at Harbinger in shock.

I don’t know whether to laugh or gasp at his daring.

Is it working?

Vinnie’s glower sweeps over Laurent and me. “Harbinger is my property. You don’t come and play with him without my permission.”

I clear my dry throat. “Noted.”

“You all still broke the rules. Plus, you fuckers disturbed my sleep. So, you need to be punished.”

Harbinger shrugs. “Fine. Let them go home, then you can beat me—”

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