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Knight scrambles from where he’s standing to answer it. But it helps to clear my mind and remember that now isn’t the right time. Her heat. I look down into her eyes. They swim with need and happiness. I glance to her throat and purr.

That’s where I’ll claim you.

CHAPTER 24

JAX

I felt him...Dash. I felt his fear. It gripped at me like I was choking, and I couldn’t breathe.

The last thing we expected was for the uprising to touch us. We’d been so sure it wouldn’t get to us...that we could keep Harley protected and away from all that was happening. We’d even been trying to keep her away from the news, so she wouldn’t see how bad it was getting.

Dash was beaten badly. The alphas demanded he take them to Harley, and he stood strong. The cops came and broke it up, but the alphas who attacked him got away. His stay in the hospital was short. Nothing’s broken, thankfully—he’s just bruised and battered. But his spirit is crushed.

That was two days ago. We didn’t let Gage move in, and I’m glad we didn’t tell Harley about our plan. It would have hurt her more. Gage is champing at the bit. He wants to protect her. Guard her like he was already doing.

We’re worried that anyone coming or going will draw more attention, and Ace has a few ideas about what we need to do. He just hasn’t told me yet. The chants in the streets are growing closer, and if they smell Harley...

Her heat is almost here, and then we won’t be able to protect her.

“Stop. I can feel you, and I’m fine,” Dash says again as I stroke his back in bed. It’s not fine. I should’ve been there. Should have protected my beta from them. Knight’s fathers are out looking for the alphas who did this to him. But even if they find them, I just know that he’s never going to be the same again.

Harley blames herself. She believes that he got hurt because she wanted chicken. I didn’t have the heart to tell her it was her scent on him...not the chicken.

Her heat is making everything strained in the house. Knight has shut down the bond between us. He’s trying to hold himself back, waiting on her heat.

Harley spends a lot of time riding Zayd’s cock, and I try to block out his bond. Never has the guy been as loud as when his knot is buried deep within her cunt. My cock can’t take it anymore. I’ve fucked my hand more than I did as a teen.

There’s a soft knock at the door, and I smile. Harley has been an immense help in healing Dash. I can feel his happiness down the bond. He loves when she comes and visits and fusses over him, even though he tells us otherwise.

“I've come for a little visit,” she whispers as she cracks open the bedroom door.

“Come in, sweetheart. Our patient has been waiting for you.” Dash turns in my arms, his face contorted with pain as he gives me a look that says, don't tell her that. But it's true. I know he's been waiting for her. So have I.

“Oh, Dash,” she coos as she comes into the room, closing the door behind her. She makes her way over to him and kneels on the floor beside the bed, so their faces are level with. She strokes his hair out of his eye, and I can feel the love through his bond.

For me and for Harley.

“Our beta is a little sad. I think we need to cheer him up.” I stroke his cock through his shorts, and he tenses under me. I haven’t played with him in front of her, and I don’t know if he will be upset with me...or if she wants to see it.

Harley’s eyes light up as Dash moans. She likes it. I chuckle when he shakes his head.

“Jax,” he warns, but Harley doesn’t wait. She takes his mouth and kisses him. It’s hot as hell, and I love the way she takes care of him. Kissing him gently, so softly. It’s different from how rough we tend to be together.

Having Harley here is perfect. She’s the softness we have both been looking for.

“Harley, oh god, you taste even better than my dreams,” Dash whispers to her before taking her mouth again as I move in closer and kiss a trail along his throat. My cock is weeping. I want to fuck him and her, but I don’t want him to hurt. Our poor Dash. I rub my cock against his ass, and he groans.

“Too much?” I ask him, and he breaks the kiss with Harley.

Turning to me, he smiles. “Not enough.” He rubs his ass against me. I don’t want to hurt him, but I don’t want to deny him either.

“I want to make you feel better...can I?” Harley asks as she pulls at the waistband of his shorts. “Can I suck your cock?”

She waits for Dash to answer, but she doesn’t have to. He has his shorts down, and his cock is hard and leaking. Just like mine.

“You can suck and kiss or touch anything,” he rushes out and she giggles. I nip at Dash’s ear, and his cock leaks more.

Her eyes widen. “Oh, so there’s a special spot?” she asks, her eyes twinkling.

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