Page 29 of The Omega's Bloodlinem: Part Two

“Okay, you’re all done,” Sarah announced as she tied off the stitches and applied a sterile cover to the wounds. “We’ll keep an eye on it.”

“Thank you.”

“Do either of you want pain relief?” Dr. Atling asked.

“I’ll suffer for a while and let you know,” I replied.

“Me too,” said Logan. “I don’t want to waste stock when someone else might need it more.”

Kendrick brought in the moose shifter and Shakti came with the other tiger as we were departing. I didn’t miss the relief in Kendrick’s eyes when he saw Logan, or the growing respect in Shakti’s. She was winning them over, even if they wouldn’t admit it.

The dining hall had been cleared in the time it took Sarah to fix Logan up. Caden forced a glass of juice on each of us when he noticed our arrival, looping his arm around Logan to keep her close while she drank.

“I’m fine,” she insisted.

“I don’t care.”

The others crowded around—Yelena, Haru, and Seth. Laila too, the gargoyle emerging from where she was tucked away in the far corner.

“Are you hurt?” she asked, tracing the edges of my new bruising. “The whole nest is in a tizzy.”

“A little banged up,” I told her, “but I’ve definitely survived worse.”

I shivered, the nest not all that warm when you were walking around naked. Nudity was so common among shifters since changing forms didn’t come with clothing, but the temperatures in here definitely required some sort of fabric or fur to be comfortable.

Logan’s gaze caught mine and she reached out, beckoning me closer. “You’re goosebumps head to toe.”

“Are you offering to warm me up?” I pressed against her, threading my fingers into her hair.

Her cheeks flared pink, and her body did indeed heat up like a sweet little furnace. I drew her out of the panther’s arms, and got as much of my skin in contact with her as I could.

I understood why the various cat shifters would like being stuck to her. Above and beyond enjoying the soft curves ofher, the cozy heat was soothing, and her scent bordered on intoxicating when she was relaxed.

“Velda, don’t climb all over her in the middle of the dining hall,” Yelena said with a tired sigh.

“Getting in some practice for the orgy,” I mumbled against Logan’s hair.

She laughed, but turned serious a moment later. “Will the tiger be punished?”

“Not by me,” I replied. “She’ll be monitored, though.”

“Come,” Yelena ordered. “Everyone needs rest. Velda, are you coming with us or going to your own rooms?”

I glanced at Laila and she offered me a smile. “Go with the witch. I’ll make sure the girls are okay while you recover.”

I gave her a kiss on the cheek before departing with everyone. I had never been in Yelena’s bed before—though I may have fantasized about it more than once—and I wasn’t going to refuse the opportunity now.

“Where is everyone supposed to lie if we all want to be touching Logan?” I asked.

“That’s a problem we haven’t quite figured out yet,” my witch replied.

Caden had already slipped into his smallest form so he could stretch out on Logan’s chest. Seth lay to one side, with Haru behind him, and Yelena on Logan’s other side. She patted the bed next to her.

“I vote Yelena becomes a kitty cat so I can cuddle with the witch.”

Yelena rolled her eyes but climbed off the bed and let her dress slide to the floor before she shifted into the beautiful amber-gold cat I had only seen once before.

“You’re too fucking cute.” I scooped her up before she could jump onto the bed again. Stretching out comfortably, I got as close to Logan as I could without bothering her injured arm, andlet Yelena curl up in the crook of my hips, her top half draped on Logan.

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