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For myself.
And for every other Omega I can save.
“I want you three there,” I say. “And I’ll do it.”
He looks surprised that I would ask him, but he nods. “It’s done,” he promises. He stands and pulls his phone out of his pocket. “I’ll text Landon to have him come back,” he mutters. “I can go when he gets here.”
I frown. “Do you want to leave?”
His brow furrows. “No,” he says finally. “But I didn’t think you would want me here.”
As if in protest, my womb cramps and a trickle of slick spills out of me.
Without thinking, I leap up off the couch and grab the front of his sweatshirt. I stand on my tiptoes and lean in to press my lips against his.
He wasn’t expecting it. He’s frozen as I kiss him sweetly, showing my appreciation for everything he’s done for me. His lips are soft against mine, and he cups my face in his hands tenderly.
My Alpha.
When I pull away from him, his pupils are blown, and his scent is spicy and rich.
He looks at me in awe, his hands still caressing my face.
“Stay,” I breathe. “I would like you to stay.”
He nods and steps back, releasing me. “I’ll come back tonight,” he promises. “I’ll keep watch with Landon.”
I give him a smile.
He looks stunned. “You’re so fucking beautiful,” he breathes. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you the day we met.”
I flush, then a wave of fatigue hits me so hard that the room spins.
My body is still weak from everything I’ve been through.
Vincent notices instantly. “Are you alright?” he asks. “Is there anything I can do?”
There’s so much he could do, my inner Omega purrs.
My arousal is at an all-time high just from that kiss.
“I need to rest,” I admit. “One minute I feel fine, the next minute it’s like I haven’t slept in a year.”
He nods. “You should sleep,” he says. “I’ll stay here until Landon gets back.”
I collapse back onto the couch, my head spinning. Vincent joins me, wrapping an arm around my shoulder to steady me.
“Let me help you,” he rumbles as his scent swirls around me.
Power. Protection.
I’m facing one of the most emotionally draining moments of my life tomorrow.
I really do need to rest.
“Can you help me to bed?” I ask softly. “I’m sorry. This is embarrassing. I’ve barely been awake, but I have no energy?—”
But in one scoop, he’s lifting me in his arms, and I let out a yelp. He carries me like I weigh nothing as I wrap my arms around his neck, marveling at his strength as he takes the steps down my hallway and into my room.
