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Chapter Six

Branson

I slump against the wall as Elias and Maisey dress.I don’t know who to watch, who to blame for the fractious, horny state I’m in.I’ve just come but it’s barely scratched the itch of what I want.What I need.

“Sort yourself out.”Elias nudges me as he walks past.

“Er, yeah.”I tuck myself away, wash my hands and then slink into the shadows in the corner of the living room.Should I shift?I’m safer as a panther if there are two wolves around.

“Hello.”Maisey peers at the camera on her intercom.

“I need to speak to Elias.”

She turns to Elias.“It’s Fraser.Your alpha.”

“Shit.What is he doing here?”Elias weaves his fingers together and turns to me.Suddenly he looks like a cornered beast.

We’d spent years being careful never to be seen together, or found together, and this was bad.The apartment stunk of sex and spunk and arousal, the alpha will instantly know what we’ve been doing.

“You’ll have to let him in,” I say with as much confidence as possible.But the truth is I’ve always been less concerned about being discovered.Elias said I had less to lose as I’d only ever been or ever would be a beta.

He frowns.“I could go down and speak to—”

“He might have information about the girl near the museum.”Maisey buzzes the main door open and makes the decision for us.“We need to know.”

In an instant Fraser is at her apartment door.Maisey opens it and steps aside.She is the epitome of grace and control despite only minutes ago writhing in ecstasy underneath Elias and experiencing his gorgeous knotted cock.My heart squeezes and a rush of adoration for her floods me like warm honey and milk.

Fuck!Am I falling for a woman?

My attention swings back to Fraser.He’s staring at me despite me standing in the shadows of the room.Who am I kidding?I’m too damn big to hide in the shadows of a small apartment.

“You have a cat here.”He nods slowly.“Hello, Branson.”

I’m surprised he knows my name, but not that I’m a cat.He can smell my feline pheromones the way I can smell his sharp, musty dog-ness.

I jerk my chin in greeting.

“What’s happened?”Elias asks.