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Unbelievable.

Her brow furrows.

“It’s not a big deal, Baby Girl. Who cares?”

“It’s embarrassing as hell, Syn,” I whine, feeling tears well up in my eyes.

Holy shit, I’m never this emotional. Only when I’m close to my heat. But no, that’s not right. I’m still like a month and a half away from my heat. Maybe my omega genes are just riding me extra hard after so many days away from River and the rest of the pack. Yeah, that’s it.

Syn leans over, pulling my face into the crook of her neck, holding the back of my head. My hands come up and rest on her shoulders as I inhale her scent deeply, groaning against her skin. I take deep pulls of her in, feeling myself relax the more of her that fills my senses. Damn alpha pheromones. It’s like an instant mood stabilizer.

“Better?” she murmurs against my ear.

“Better,” I mutter.

I only move back a little, keeping my head on her shoulder as I relax the rest of my body. I keep my eyes closed for the rest of the flight, not sleeping, just breathing in my alpha as I anxiously wait to reunite with everyone else.

River’s face is the first I see when Syn and I make our way through to the side of the airport that we parked on. He’s bouncing on his toes as he searches every face that walks through the wide area. When he finally sees me, his eyes flash, and he prowls over to me. He’s not moving fast enough, so I drop my bags and run to him, jumping into his arms.

He catches me as I wrap my legs tight around his waist and grab his face in my hands. His hands hold me up by my ass, and he squeezes each cheek as he grins at me.

“Fucking missed you, Little Bird.” He whispers before I crash my lips against his.

I missed my omega. As much as I enjoyed my time with Syn, I can’t deny that being gone from River for the first time after bonding was a little difficult. Our tongues tangle, and he groans into the kiss. He tastes delicious. Sweet like the nectar of the honeysuckle I’d find in the woods when I’d be exploring, and tropical with a slightly nutty flavor to follow.

Being back in his arms feels like coming home.

When I pull back, I grin and say, “Ditto, baby.”

“How was your flight?” he asks as I cling to him like a spider monkey, unwilling to release him yet.

I really, really missed my omega these last few days. Not having him to snuggle up to after becoming so used to him sleeping with me was rough.

I grin a playful grin and waggle my brows. “I earned my wings.”

“And had the shits,” Syn mutters.

I turn around and give her a sharp glare. “Don’t ever speak of that again!” I hiss at her.

She snorts as I continue to glare. I hear River attempt to ask, but I shut that shit down real quick. Oh, I’m sure Syn will fill him in when my back is turned, but I can certainly avoid reliving it for the time being.

“Take me to our nest, Omega,” I purr against River’s lips when I turn back to him, choosing to ignore Syn and her little quips at my back.

“Whatever the lady wants,” He purrs back.

Twenty-Seven

Knight

River gets two days before I’m at the end of my rope on patience, and I find myself stalking into the nest with a determined stride. I find both omegas cuddled up together in a heap of blankets, with not an ounce of space between them. They look adorable as hell, tangled with one another, but I don’t let it deter me. He got two days with her, more than what I agreed he’d get, so now it’s my turn with Ripley.

Her trip with Syn was far too long, made to feel even longer after Syn video-called us all as she put on a show, making Ripley writhe and cry out in front of us while we were nowhere near. She’d shown us exactly what we were missing by not being there with them. Pretty sure I speak for all of us when I say we were absolutely kicking ourselves in the ass for bailing on the trip.

Ripley looked so perfect as she came undone under Syn’s expert tongue and fingers after she teased her to a begging, whining heap. The sweat on her skin had glistened in the early morning sunlight that shone through their hotel window, making my mouth water with the urge to run my tongue along every exposed piece of flesh I could find. My cock was unbelievably hard behind my zipper, which had been distracting when I had to get back to my work after we got off the phone. I’ve been eagerly waiting to get my hands on the sexy omega for days and now is that time.

“Can we help you?” River asks snarkily with a raised brow.

I just grunt, bend low, and slip my hands under Ripley’s arms, pulling her up. A groan tumbles out of me when the blankets fall off her body, and she’s dangling in front of me, completely naked. Fucking right. My tongue rolls across my bottom lip, wetting it as my eyes take their fill.

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