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And she wasn’t in the desert anymore. She was on a big brass bed on the stage at Rosie Redbottom’s, and the theater was full.
Shannon’s chest clenched with terror. Everyone could see her. They could see the alphas sharing her. They could hear her begging for it. And worst of all, they could see the band of gold encircling her right arm.
They could see she was an omega.
Squinting her eyes against the blinding spotlight, Shannon peered out into the darkness of the theater, and she saw that the seats were not occupied by the usual crowd of half-drunken cowboys. Tonight, everyone in the audience had horns.
They were hucows.
They wereherhucows. All five hundred of them.
Shannon’s eyes darted wildly around the theater. Wherever her gaze stopped, she found a familiar face looking back at her. There was Star, with the white spot on the center of her brow, and Emily, with her head full of auburn curls. And there was plump, sweet-faced Rebecca, and green-eyed Marjorie, and freckled Anne.
Shannon’s heart panged with a sense of betrayal. Tears filled her eyes.
“I’m sorry!” she shouted. “I didn’t mean for this to happen! I… I tried to stop it…”
But she knew that was a lie. She hadn’t tried to stop anything. She had let the alphas have their way with her without the slightest resistance.
It was her duty to protect the hucows, and she had thrown it all away for a night of pleasure.
Something snarled behind her. Something that wasn’t Logan. Enormous, fur covered thighs quivered against her rump. She tried to pull away, but the beast’s knot was already swelling inside her, locking her in place as liquid heat spread through her insides. Hot breath gusted across her shoulders and fluttered her hair. Fangs as sharp as knives grazed her neck. She tried to call out for help, but it was already too late.
The beast’s jaw snapped shut around her neck, silencing her screams.
CHAPTER 16
“Miss Duffy… hey, Miss Duffy… wake up.”
Shannon woke with a start.
Again.
Only this time it wasn’t dark out. The sun was still hidden behind the mesas to the east, but the sky was already brightening with dawn, and some of that rose gold light was creeping down into the valley where she and her companions had made their camp.
A hand rested on her shoulder. A very large hand. Even before she turned to look, Shannon knew it belonged to Logan Summerhill. After only a half a day of riding in the company of her two alpha escorts, she could already tell them apart by scent alone.
Logan was kneeling beside her on the ground. He was clothed, partially at least. His lower body was clad in buckskin trousers, but his upper body was bare. A mere glimpse of his broad chest and deeply carved abdominal muscles was enough to cause a flutter in Shannon’s belly.
“Easy now,” the alpha said. “You were just having a dream, that’s all.” His mouth swung upward into a smile. “I gotta tell you, Miss Duffy, you’re one noisy dreamer.”
Shannon’s face burned with embarrassment. Exactly what kind of noises had she been making? She didn’t dare ask.
“Funny,” she said groggily. “I don’t remember what I was dreaming about.”
That was a lie. She remembered it all too well, and the effects of the dream were still echoing through her body. Her nipples were as hard as pebbles beneath her long underwear, and the fabric around her crotch was soaked with arousal.
Fortunately, her blanket hid these details from the alpha’s eyes—and hopefully from his nose too.
“I… I need to get dressed,” she said sheepishly.
“Of course,” Logan said. “Don’t worry, I promise I won’t look.” His smile spread into a grin. “I’m going to go wake up Tanner. That lazy cuss is still sleeping.”
Shannon couldn’t help but smile back. She knew Logan was joking about Tanner being lazy. The blond alpha had spent the first half of the night on watch duty, which meant he’d only gotten half a night’s sleep.
She waited until Logan’s back was turned, then she threw off her covers and got up. Her saddle and pack were on the ground next to where she’d been sleeping. After a quick glance to make sure Logan still wasn’t looking, she reached inside, pulled out the bottle of suppressant elixir, and took a quick gulp.
After a second, the hardness melted out of her nipples, and the throbbing between her legs went away, but the shameful wetness on the crotch of her underwear remained. Her face flooded with heat.
