Page 238 of Harley & Her Ferals

When I meet Feral’s gaze, he nods.

Harbinger grabs my hand and drags me toward Laurent almost like he wants to be bitten. “Your Alpha had better come closer then hadn’t he, big bad Omega?”

“We have a question.” I reach for Laurent, clasping his hand.

Feral needs a moment. I know that he wants to ask the question himself.

Laurent looks between us.

“Will. You. Bond. With. Us. All?” Feral struggles to say without stuttering.

I’m so fucking proud of him that he manages it.

Feral shoots me a delighted look underneath his eyelashes at his success, and I give him the thumbs up.

Laurent’s eyelashes flutter shut, as another wave of heat hit him.

My confidence crashes.

Is he going to say no?

I assumed that Laurent would want to bond with us.

He gave me a bonding bite but he hasn’t been officially bonded by the other members because this is his first heat since we met.

Despite everything, however, are bonds still too traumatic for Laurent? He’s danced away from the subject, every time that I’ve raised it.

Have I misjudged this?

I tremble.

Then Laurent’s gaze snaps open, meeting mine. “I’ve told you that I love you. Bought this house for us. Rearranged my entire life to be with you. Introduced Harbinger to my family and friends. You’dbetterwant to bond with me. Now, before I self-combust from the sun burning me from the inside,fuck me.”

Well, that clears that up.

River burst into laughter, breaking the tension.

Yep, this is my perfect male Omega.

Laurent could kick all our asses, even two cage fighters, a mafia heir, and a badass resistance member.

“It sounds like our feisty Omega is trying to order around his Alphas.” Harbinger quirks his pierced eyebrow at Feral. “You should teach him a lesson. How about showing him how much pleasure there is for good Omegas who follow the commands of a dominant Alpha?”

Laurent snorts. “As long as it’s a dominant Alpha who knots me.”

When Harbinger’s dancing gaze meets Feral’s, something passes between the two Alphas.

Suddenly, they look dangerous.

My eyes widen with alarm because there’s a hidden message there.

How about showing him much pleasure there is for good Omegas who follow the commands of a dominant Alpha…?

“What are you planning?” I demand.

Then I realize their secret plan, a moment before Feral turns to Laurent and studies him darkly.

An Alpha Bark.

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