Page 71 of Wicked Alphas


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I try to be as prepared as I can, even though I’m panicking on the inside.

Will I still be myself through it? Or will I become a horny, hysterical mess?

Should I allow Grey, Beau, and James to be with me?

YES! YES!My inner voice screams.

Damn it all, I want them.

But as I debate what to do, another question looms in my mind.

It’s been almost a week since the beginning of my stay, and I haven’t seen any guests.

When I ask Charlotte about it that evening, she sheepishly admits that they canceled reservations since I was here.

“What?” I gasp in horror. “They’re losing money because of me?Why?”

“Because you’re that important,” she says. “If your Heat started and we had unmated Alphas as guests, it could become chaotic.”

I bite my lip. “I still don’t like that they’re losing business.”

“Well, good luck arguing with those three when it comes to you,” she sighs. She’s sitting with me on the loveseat, and we watch the logs in the fireplace crackle. We each sip from cups of tea.

I shake my head. “They’re something else. Are Alphas normally this possessive over an Omega? We’re not even dating.”

Charlotte looks at me and laughs. “Alphas don’t ‘date’, Harper. It’s all or nothing for them.”

“But they barely know me. Wouldn’t they do this with any unmated Omega?”

“It has to be the right match for them, honey,” she says softly. “It’s not just based on biology. It’s about what’s in your soul.”

The strangest sense of déjà vu washes over me, and I look into Charlotte’s kind eyes, confused.

“Are you alright?” She asks quickly.

“I just…” I sigh. “I wish I could remember more about my time as an Omega.”

She gives me a soft smile. “That would be nice, wouldn’t it? But at least you met us. And I’m glad you’re staying here.”

“Me too. It’s just a lot at once.”

“I know,” Charlotte murmurs. “Believe me. I know.”

I stay with her until the fatigue sets in and I head to bed.

But I pause outside my bedroom door, picking up the soft, dark blanket that’s been folded neatly for me.

I almost pass out.

The damn thing smells like all three of the Alphas.

It’s Grey’s richness, James’ spiciness, and Beau’s earthiness wrapped together in an exotic aroma.

My Alphas.

My inner horny voice is back.

My pack.

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