Page 81 of Harley & Her Ferals

When Feral moved back, Laurent still looked dazed, licking over his lips like they were tingling.

“We have to look after our Omega, don’t we?” Laurent said. “She deserves the best nest. When we get out of here, I’ll build her an entire Omega Chamber.”

Feral kisses Laurent again as answer, harder this time.

Then he settled down to sleep as close as his could to the bars between the cages like he was guarding our nest.

Now, I study Laurent’s sleeping face.

Like this, the sharpness is softened, making him appear younger…his actual age.

If Laurent has been trained since he was a kid to be a submissive but alluring Omega by the Alphas around him — a master at manipulation — it’s no wonder that he grew up too fast.

Was he ever allowed to be a kid? Did he have a real childhood?

Is that why he sees all life as a game?

If we do escape from here, I’m going to show Laurent that life can be fun.

I may have been trapped in these subterranean tunnels, away from the sun. But this world is wild and untamed. On the other hand, Laurent has been restricted, monitored, and controlled every day of his life.

The first day that Laurent tried to prove his freedom, Vinnie captured him.

I’m going to hand Vinnie his ass for that, and hand Dadhisfor ordering it.

I reach out and gently trace over the sharp line of Laurent’s cheekbone and then down to his chin.

He’s impossibly beautiful. But that beauty has made him a target.

When Laurent’s gray eyes open, meeting mine like he can see my soul, my heart jumps.

“Red flag behavior, Harley,” Laurent whispers. “Watching me as I sleep…? Are you feeling possessive? Or are you a secret serial killer?”

“I just really fancy you,” I blurt.

Then I redden.

Shit, what is it with this male Omega that turns me into a dumbass? His scent alone intoxicates me.

I blame the soulmate thing for turning my mind to mush.

I’m a tough cage fighter. I kick Alphas’ asses.

Can Omega soulmates turn you into a hot mess?

Laurent’s eyes dance with amusement. “I prefer it to be that than you wanting to wear my skin. Especially since I really fancy you too.”

I relax, cuddling closer to Laurent. “How did you sleep?”

He tightens his arm around my waist. “Better than I have in years. I’ve never slept in a nest with another Omega. I have Omega friends like Juliet and Bec, and being in snuggle piles with them is my favorite thing. Sometimes, however, I went months without being able to nuzzle another Omega. It was tough. But being in a nest like this with you is…”

“The best thing in the world.” I lick Laurent’s neck.

He nuzzles me sleepily, licking me in turn.

I shiver, purring softly.

Lying like this together in a nest with another Omega meets a need in me that I didn’t know I had.

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