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I want to saliva vomit.
“Babydoll.” Finn rushes to my bedside, followed close by Hunter.
Atlas and Jett follow more sedately, with Orion trailing behind after shutting the door.
Hunter wrenches Finn back before he can dive on me, and the five of them surround my bed. They’re so big and tall it’s like being surrounded by statues—only they’re flesh and blood, and their pheromones flood with emotions.
Stress. Worry. Lust.
Lust?
I swallow, worming deeper under my blanket.
“Thank you.” Atlas dips his head.
A weird, hazy feeling squirms inside me. The pack leader cannot submit to me. My blanket drops to my hips. “Don’t. It’s not—”
“We owe you,” Atlas insists, hugging Orion against his side. “Losing him would destroy us.”
They all dip their heads.
I’m fraying, caught under attention that pulls the cord on my heart and leaves me vibrating. I still feel the instinct to hide, but I’ve already been seen.
The deepest part of me has to admit we like their attention.
We want more of it.
Even if Orion is their special one.
I want them to be mine.
That’s why I know what has to happen next. “I’ll leave the pack. I can’t be near you if the doctors screwed up my hormones.”
If I awaken, I’ll destroy them…and myself when they reject me.
“No,” Atlas growls.
I whip to him, shocked that he’s the one objecting, and even more shocked when Jett speaks up. “Dom has seen you with us, and he thinks you’re ours. We have to keep you under our protection until he’s neutralized.”
Finn licks his lips. “Fucker put a hit on our omegas. I’m not neutralizing shit. Going to flay him the fuck open.”
I shiver at the dark promise in his voice.
“You’re stuck with us, Killer,” Hunter says.
Clutching the blanket, the only thing keeping me grounded, I look to Orion. “You’re okay with this?”
Leaning against his pack leader, he looks cozy and safe, with a smug, masculine smile that shouldn’t make me quake. “You remember the part where you saved my life, right? I’m pretty sure that cleared up the territorial jealously bullshit. Besides. You never did anything wrong.”
“I…” My throat closes.
You never did anything wrong.
It’s just a phrase, but I feel like I’ve been waiting my whole life to hear it. From Orion, it’s magic.
You never did anything wrong.
It soothes the years and years of being hated for existing. The beatings and scorn.
