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ELIJAH
I sit in that room for what feels like ages.
There’s no clock inside, nothing but the cot and a plain blanket. I might be able to leave, but I can sense other wolves outside—and they’re all tough, big, probably alphas if they use that designation. I get restless and pace around for a little, but I get tired quickly; I’m still pretty badly hurt.
So then I just…sit there.
And I sit.
And sit.
I sense Charlotte before I see her, coming down the corridor with another lycan close to her heat. I guess there’s more than one omega here—which means they probably have a big pack. I didn’t even think these creatures were real, and now I’ve met two…
…but this other girl doesn’t smell nearly as good as Charlotte.
My mate.
I sit on the cot and wait for them as the door clicks, then opens. Charlotte doens’t hesitate; she’s running across the space and flinging herself into my arms before I can even say hello, and I feel tears on my shoulder. I rub her back, looking helplessly at the person with her: a curvy redhead with wild curls.
“I’ll leave you alone,” she says with a smile.
And the door shuts behind her.
I breathe her in, trying to resist her pull as I hold her. With her heat in full swing—and with the evening on its way—I’m already having a hard time staying away from her. She doesn’t seem to realize that right now, though, crying against my chest.
I let her; because it’s my job, because I will always be here to love and protect her, if she’ll have me…and if the pack allows it.
She stops eventually, her breaths steadying and her shoulders shaking less and less. I keep rubbing circles on her back, holding her close, until her lips find my neck.
And she starts kissing me.
I crane my neck to give her better access, my cock jumping to attention. We shouldn’t be doing this here, I know—but she’s in heat, and I can barely resist her. I try to shake myself out of the fog of lust, remembering why this is wrong.
One reason stands out most of all: because now that I know we’re both lycan, I could get her pregnant.
I won’t do that without her wanting it.
“Charlotte,” I croak out, gripping her by the shoulders and dragging her away. “We can’t.”
“Why?” she asks. Fuck, she’s so flushed, her lush mouth bright red, one sharp tooth catching on her lip. “I thought you wanted…”
“You know now, don’t you?” I ask. “You’re lycan.”
Her eyelashes flutter, and I can see her shake herself out of her own haze. Finally, she looks me in the eye, her gaze discerning.
“How long have you known?” she asks.
“I suspected,” I say, “but I wasn’t sure until this morning. And then…well, after we woke up, the pack showed up and I couldn’t tell you…”
“That’s okay,” she says. “You’re actually one of the people who has lied to me theleastthis week.”
I groan, frowning. “That’s…not exactly true.”
“What does that mean?” she asks.
“Remember when I mentioned that I used to run with a pack?” I ask.
