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TRINITY

Low voices brought me back to the surface. I wasn’t as floaty anymore, but the way I was cuddled up and warm was so fucking perfect I had no desire to move. If Logan wasn’t rolling me off his lap and telling me the night was over, I wasn’t going to cut it short.

I couldn’t remember the last time I—and my Omega—felt so safe.

Which was a bit ironic, considering they’d literally punished me.

Slowly, I opened my eyes and saw Cade standing in the gap in the curtains, speaking to one of them. “I’ll bring my car to the entrance and meet you there. We’ll grab her things from the locker room.”

“Are we leaving?”

Cade glanced over at me and smiled. “If you’re ready?”

I wasn’t so sure about that, but I was also in no shape to find another way home simply because I wanted to cuddle more. “Okay.”

He looked at the Alphas around me. “Give me ten minutes.”

Beneath me, Logan moved, sitting me more upright. “Here.” A water bottle appeared in my hands. “Drink some, please.”

I obeyed. The water helped clear the delicious fog from my head, but not the languid relaxation that had taken over my body. It was comfy. Not the sluggishness that came from a blood sugar low. That was rare for me, but it happened.

Still, this feeling had everything to do with the Breaker Pack and nothing to do with the traitorous bitch that was my body.

“Thank you,” I said, still leaning my head on his shoulder. “I like this feeling, though I’m not sure why it wiped me out so much.”

“Because your body experienced something new, and it’s not quite sure how to handle it,” Theo said from where he sat nearby. “If you continue to play, it will be less tiring.”

“I hope that doesn’t mean the floaty shit goes away, because that’s the best.”

A brilliant smile crossed his face, and he dropped his head to laugh softly before looking back at me. “No, that usually stays.”

“Good.”

Logan’s fingers found my chin and turned my face towards his. “How do you feel physically?”

My ass was still a bit warm, and I got the feeling I might be veryawareof sitting down tomorrow, but nothing hurt. “I feel good.”

He reached a hand out of my view and came back with a small piece of paper. “This is my phone number. I’d put it in your phone, but Cade is getting that. If you feel anything strange, please let me know. I don’t want you to drop alone.”

“Drop?”

“Mm.” He let me settle against him, lips brushing my temple. “When you use up so many of the good brain chemicals, you can run out. And in the time it takes for your body to build them back up, it can feel shitty. Not always, but it can. When it does, we call it drop.”

I couldn’t imagine ever feeling anything bad because of what we’d done, but I nodded.

Logan tucked the small piece of paper into my hand, and the curtain moved, revealing Cade. “Ready.”

“Can you stand?” Logan asked.

“I think so.” A deeper part of me wanted to ask him to carry me to the car simply to prolong the amount of time I felt like this. But I’d already taken up half their night. No reason to be clingy over what was essentially a one-night stand, Trinity.

He helped me up and made sure I was steady on my feet. And because I was still wrapped up in everything, I must have imagined that his hands lingered before he let me go. “Thank you,” I said to them. “For… everything.”

“Believe me, it was our pleasure, Trinity.”

Cade spared me the awkwardness of figuring out how to say goodbye to the four hot Alphas I really didn’t want to walk away from. He gestured ahead of him through the curtain and back into the main club, and I went. It was so much louder out here, and I missed the rich, dim quiet we’d been ensconced in. The car would be better.