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Cam huffs a quiet laugh against her neck. “Even then.”

“Even if I make glitter pasta again?”

“I’ll eat it,” I say, grinning. “Cam’ll pretend to like it. We’ll both survive.”

She lets out a soft, slightly teary laugh and wipes at her face with the sleeve of her hoodie.

“You guys are too good to me.”

“No,” Cam murmurs. “We’re just goodforyou.”

She nestles in closer, completely surrounded now, our pack forming around her like muscle memory, like instinct. And even though none of us say it out loud, I know we all feel it.

We’re hers, and she’s ours.

…Even if there is one missing link.

Chapter Twenty-Three

Jace

When I wake, it’s to the press of her body against mine; warm and restless, shifting in that soft, helpless way that tells me she’s not fully conscious yet, but her body is very much awake. Her scent hits, a faint, forbidden sweetness that calls to something instinctive in me.

Then the sound: a breathy little whimper, the tiniest moan, half-caught in her throat.

Cam’s arm is draped around her waist, and as I blink open my eyes, I see the way his fingers twitch slightly against her stomach. And yeah—he’s hard. Pressed right up against the curve of her ass.

Her hips shift, and one of her thighs brushes against mine. Her head turns toward me, lashes fluttering as she lets out another soft sound, and I swear to god, I nearly lose it.

My hand moves instinctively to her hip, and I don’t know what it says about me that I’m so fucking gone for her that even this haze of half-wakefulness and pure instinct is enough to makemy blood run hot; but as Cam’s fingers flex more deliberately, I know I’m not alone.

“Jace…” she whispers, voice rasped and barely conscious.

My name.Fuck.

I feel her before I even open my mouth: that sweet, soft pull of omega need winding around me, drawing me in. I swallow a moan and lean closer, brushing a kiss to her forehead.

“I’m here,” I whisper.

She arches forward, her hips pressing back against Cam’s cock just as her front nudges into me.

A dual contact that punches the air from my lungs.

“You awake, sunshine?” Cam murmurs.

“Kind of.”

He kisses the back of her neck, and I nudge her thigh with mine, spreading her legs as heat radiates off her.

She’sdefinitelyawake now.

“Tell us what you need,” I say.

“I…” Her voice cracks as her lashes flutter. “I just… woke up like this.”

“Wet?” I grit out, watching as Cam’s hand dips lower. “Hot and needy between your two alphas?”

“Yeah,” she whispers, squirming. “Sorry.”

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