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“They are always offered a delta guard,” I add, scratching my head as I try to make sense of it. “I get it if she didn’t take one.”

“Me too. These girls just want the freedom to exist.” Zero spits on the steps, his frustration with the whole system evident. “They love this place as much as they hate it.”

The creaking of the heavy doors interrupts our discussion, revealing a white-faced gamma who nods at all of us. “Well, come in then. You have a lot to do. Hurry up. Let’s go.” She ushers us into the building with an air of urgency.

Ashton, Zero, and I make our way up the steps, passing by an older, motherly woman whom I give a small chin tilt and a wink. She chuckles knowingly as we move forward, and I can’t help but feel a twinge of warmth in her presence.

“Come on, boys, sign in,” one of the gammas sitting behind a large desk at the center of the foyer orders. “If you are with a pack, please stick with your pack.”

“I’m going to go find some shade,” Zero declares before melting into the crowd of deltas, his easygoing nature allowing him to blend in effortlessly.

“Let’s go.” Ashton takes my arm and guides me through the throng of deltas to the registration table at the front.

As we approach the table, I put on my charming smile, the one that’s been described to me as panty melting. “Ladies, ladies, ladies. You all look ravishing today.”

“Oh, don’t you use honeyed words on me, boy,” the older gamma scolds with a playful wag of her finger. I recognize her as the cook, a woman with a good sense of humor. “I know you stole my ice cream.” She gives me a knowing smirk. Sheleavesme those precious cartons.

I gasp dramatically and press a hand to my chest. “I’d never.”

“You would,” she says with a knowing grin before pointing at the logbook. “Sign in. Your alpha is waiting for you right down the hall. Head straight to the office.”

I scribble my name in the book with a flourish and then wait for Ashton to do the same. Afterward, I practically skip down the hall, eager to see Seraphina and reassure her that everything will be okay. However, Ashton grabs my bicep, once again halting my progress.

“I know you’re excited that we’ll probably be watching Seraphina day and night, but for the love of the Fates, wipe the smile off your face,” he hisses, his concern for Seraphina evident in his voice. “She just saw a woman who was attacked. She’s probably in shock.”

“I agree,” Devlin adds as he approaches, his presence a reminder of Seraphina’s safety.

“Where were you hiding?” I lean in and sniff him, detecting the faintest scent of Seraphina still clinging to him. He didn’t shower, and I love it. “Never shower again.” I go to grab his hands and bring them to my nose, my playful antics making him chuckle.

“Relax.” He pushes me away gently, but a smile tugs at his lips. “She’s inside with Max, relaying everything to Bast, our lord and savior.” He mocks Bast playfully, though I know he doesn’t really hate him.

“Can we go in?” I flash a charming smile, my excitement evident in my eager expression.

“Stop smiling. A woman is dead.” Devlin’s voice is stern as he glares at me, his eyes betraying his frustration. “I swear if you don’t get yourself under control, I’ll?—”

“Tie me to your bed and fuck the smile off my face.” I lean closer, teasing Devlin shamelessly. “Newsflash, that won’t work.”

Devlin’s lips purse in irritation, but before he can respond, the doors swing open. I seize the opportunity to dart inside, leaving my brother and alpha behind to deal with my antics.

Once inside, I put on my serious face, knowing I have to be there for my girl, but it’s hard to contain my excitement when my pack gathers here together with the omega of my dreams.

As Bast exits with Riot, his personal bodyguard, I slip inside the room, where the dean scowls at Seraphina. My fierce Seraphina scowls right back, and Max stands in a corner, his arms crossed, though he’s failing miserably at hiding his smirk.

“Oh, thank the Fates. You are all here.” The dean throws up her hands in exasperation. “Can you please explain to this one why she needs a bodyguard?”

I don’t waste any time. I quickly move around and kneel at Seraphina’s feet, offering her a warm smile despite the grim situation. “What, did you think you’d get someone other than me?” I can’t help but let my gaze slide down to her thighs, which are perfectly tempting for a different kind of suffocation.

If I have my way, she’ll be straddling me by the end of the week. I just need a catalyst to get her into my bed.

Seraphina blinks at me and slowly turns to see Ashton and, finally, Devlin, who softly closes the door behind him. I love watching her reactions, and right now, she’s realizing that we are a pack. Her sexy mouth parts, and her head swivels around, taking in the unexpected development.

“Seraphina, this is Pack Armana,” the dean announces, attempting to ease the tension that hangs in the air.

Seraphina groans and tosses her whole body back into the chair, a mix of frustration and exasperation written all over her features. She smacks her forehead dramatically. “The Fates have been playing with my emotions this week.” She sits up straight, curiosity shining in her eyes. “All of you?”

“See, baby?” I reach for her cold hand, hoping to offer some comfort in this whirlwind situation. “I knew you were perfect for us. Even fate thinks so. Now, I can’t wait to hear all about the first moment you met Max because his version is probably vastly different.”

“Mr. Griffin, can you please take a seat?” The dean sighs with a deep sense of exasperation. “I need to get a few things clear because you took off with one of my omegas,” she scolds me, her frustration evident.

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