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With the house looming over me, the sense of doom reminds me of the moment I arrived. Only now, instead of a vague idea that something’s wrong, I can smell the blood on the air.

When I unbuckle Orion, he moans.

The low sound strokes my insides like rich velvet.

I consider leaving him in the driveway, maybe running to hide in the lake, but pretty sure I could sink to the bottom of a trench with concrete sneakers and Orion’s siren scent would lure me straight back to the surface.

“Lilll—” he slurs.

“I’m here. You’re okay.” I rub his shoulder, trying to be comforting, but his skin is sexual napalm, and the innocent rubbing motion makes my belly cramp. I settle for a hand on his shoulder, holding it rigid as a lobster claw.

Comfort him, don’t lick his throat.

“Lile. Luh. Lilaa—” he’s not saying my name, but calling it like he needs me. His garbled words ache with the same plea he’d use on his alphas.

My insides shimmer like cellophane.

Don’t read into it.

It’s my name. Not a love spell.

“Can you stand?” I tilt his chin, looking him in the eye.

His pupils yawn like caverns, his blue eyes as glassy as frozen lakes. He blinks, fluttering angel lashes.

“Orion?”

A soft purr rumbles in his chest, and it’s better than a vibrator, shooting straight to my clit. My knees wobble. I grab the roof for support.

“Lilah,” he says low and slow, like a lick of chocolate mousse.

Is he trying to kill me?

“I need you to walk.” He’s literally going to cause my death by combustion.

And I won’t even be mad.

I tug his arm, and thank the gods he responds, letting me pull him out of the car. He stumbles, almost falling, nearly taking us both down, but I catch him, winding both arms around his waist.

His arms slink around my shoulders, and he buries his face in my hair.

I shiver as he drags his nose and chin along my throat, his hands slipping to grip my hips.

“Orion?” My voice is a raspy thing I don’t recognize, like I have a side hustle narrating audiobooks so smutty I can’t even sell my shit on Amazon.

“Drugs.” Orion keeps nosing my hair, but this time my shiver’s one of despair.

Drugs. Right.

That’s why he’s all over me.

Because I’m here, I’m a warm body, and whatever they gave him upped his heat from a cozy bonfire to nuclear fusion. He’ll forget me the second his alphas show.

Or worse. He’ll remember me.

He’ll remember I’m his competition, and his omega instincts will finally kick in the way they should’ve when I walked into his home.

He’ll murder me before he lets his alphas taste my fully awakened scent.

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