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I shake my head. “The only thing you need to do when it’s your turn, brother, is make sure she comes.”

Ben nods, almost committing it to memory.

“We won’t have an issue bringing our mate to orgasm,” Max says, “Not even a little bit. She’ll have multiple. So many she’ll see stars, and then, we’ll fill her with our pup. She’ll be so happy.”

“And, oh, is she responsive,” Topher says with a smirk. “She can so easily go from one orgasm to the next without even pausing. She’s made for us.”

“For me.” Seb’s words are firm, and I frown, getting the feeling he means more than just being possessive.

His words in the corridor as Maia came back to bed hit me. He needs her pleasure before he can feel his own.

Interesting.

I don’t think I’ll have that same issue.

“Which makes us better, knowing that our pleasure doesn’t come from self-serving interests.” Max is proud, and I roll my eyes at the next words. “So then, maybe she’ll let us?—”

“We’re not giving her a baby.”

“A pup.”

I snort, and my brothers laugh at the same time, so my argument with my delusional wolf is not uncovered.

Max has an obsession with getting our mate pregnant. With imagining her tummy round, with our pup growing inside her.

They’re talking about their kinks and what gets them off.

And I refuse to admit that I’m closer to my wolf’s desires than I feel comfortable with.

33

MAIA

“Miss Blake, Mr Wolfe, please take a seat,” the receptionist, Alexa, says after she signs us in on the system.

Today is the morning of the solicitor’s appointment, and I have been a nervous wreck. My anxiety has been simmering away, building steadily over the last couple of days.

My stomach is in knots, and I feel like I’m going to throw up. It’s not a nice feeling. Not in the slightest.

Alex has a hold of Phoebe’s car seat, our daughter asleep inside of it, and despite knowing she’s here, safe, with us, it doesn’t feel right.

This is a meeting where we’re going to discuss a strategy so that we can keep her. My daughter. My tiny, eight week old, little girl.

It shouldn’t be a concern that I’d lose her, and yet, it is.

“Thank you, Alexa. My brothers will be up in a few moments. Could you send them our way, please?” Alex says, pressing his palm into the small of my back. The bond lights up, the familiar sparks trying their hardest to soothe me.

It doesn’t work.

Topher’s been doing his best to keep me calm and reassured. Confident, even. He’s been trying to let the bond we have formed soothe me. Even on the drive over, all I could feel is his surety that this is going to go well.

And yet, I’m a mess.

Alexa nods and waves us over to the seating area. There’s two other people here who don’t even spare us a glance as we sit down opposite them.

If they’re anything like me, they’re probably terrified, too.

The guys and I had a pretty quiet and lovely day yesterday. They did their best to keep me busy so that my mind couldn’t wander, and the best part of it all was during Phoebe’s longer nap, where Ben napped in my bed with her in the crib… and Seb kidnapped me for his own bed.

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