Page 31 of Wicked Alphas


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“Wait, what? Are you serious?”

Beau looks genuinely offended, and I frown. “Yes,” I insist. “Because what if Michael comes here looking for me?”

“Do you really think we are the type of people to kick someone out for that reason?” He tilts his head, shocked. “What the hell kind of monsters do you think we are, Harper?”

I shake my head. “It’s not about that. Don’t you guys have other things to worry about?”

But he doesn’t follow. “Like what?”

I huff. “I mean…you know…” I motion with my hands awkwardly. “You guys have families, right? Places you go home to?”

He’s still not catching on, and it’s adorable even if it’s frustrating. “James and Grey are my family.”

I make a face, but he only smiles gently.

I’m really going to have to ask him this.

“Don’t you have…an Omega?” My face flushes as I blurt out the question.

I feel like a teenager, asking if my crush has a girlfriend.

Please say you don’t please say you don’t.

“Oh.Oh.” Then heblushes, his cheeks turning pink. “No. I don’t. Um,wedon’t.”

Relief swells in my chest, even though it shouldn’t matter.

You’re a Beta! Stop it!

But I’m slightly giddy, like I’ve exhaled a breath I’ve been holding for a long time.

They don’t have a mate.

“I just don’t want to intrude on your personal lives.”

Honestly, I enjoy their company. Even with James, before he ruined the moment with his creepiness. When I’m around them, my body buzzes with warm energy, and since spending time in the garden, I feel safe, even if it’s only temporary.

“Of course not, beautiful.” Beau’s voice is soft, and my heartbeat quickens at his words. “I love having you here.”

Until Saturday.

“Thank you,” I say genuinely. “You’ve been nothing but kind to me since this morning.”

Has it only been a day since I’ve been here?

It seems longer.

“It’s easy to be kind to you, Harper.” He flashes me a smile, his dimples on display.

I shift my sitting position on the bed, moving my legs, and try not to appear shocked as the damp fabric nestles against my inner thighs.

I’m wet.

Embarrassingly, horrifyinglywet. My cunt throbs as tingles race through my body and I do my best to remain still.

Beau’s nostrils flare.

Can hesmellme?

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