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“Um, yes?” I said, blushing as I faced him.

I clutched the fallen toothbrush, fighting a wave of embarrassment.

Ezra stared at me, his face impassive apart from one arching eyebrow.

The seconds between us stretched, and I wished the ground would swallow me whole. At the very least, I wanted time to rewind itself so I could sense him coming. I must have looked like a skittish deer.

The minutes seemed to go on forever. We were trapped in the uncertainty of how to proceed, and I felt my cheeks flame.

Finally, mercifully, he cleared his throat. “I just wanted to let you know that Isolde, the Alpha unit’s mate, would like to meet with you today to welcome you into the pack.”

I was guessing I didn’t have a choice in the matter. “Right, sure. When does she want to meet?”

He glanced at his watch. “She should be here in half an hour.”

I buried my alarm before it could show on my face. At least I would get a better sense of the pack.

“I’ll be ready in twenty.”

He started to walk away but paused and turned on his heel. “Oh, some of the females in the pack dropped off some clothing for you to wear today. When you’re out with Isolde, she’ll take you to get more. Grab whatever you need, and one of us will settle the tab later.”

I noticed Ezra’s clothing for the first time. Everything was neat, polished, and perfectly tailored to his large frame. I thought about my meager wardrobe, and self-consciousness reared its ugly head. I’d never had a reason to dress up. Omegas were given standard-issue dresses. Everyone received one dress for cleaning, two for daytime wear, and one night dress. And the clothing I had worn when my father was alive had been practical and suited for camouflage.

What if this was the standard?

Would I be expected to uphold the image they had for me?

I forced a smile. “I won’t need much, but thank you.”

He held my gaze for a long moment. Finally, he gave me a sharp nod and left me to my morning routine.

Inadequacy tied my stomach in knots, but I stood tall.

There was no one I needed to impress. They’d been kind, but it didn’t change the fact that I had to leave.

I couldn’t abandon Blythe.

And the one thing I knew about shifter males, was that they didn’t give up their fated mates. There was no way they’d let me leave pack land to find her.

I had to make sure I was using every opportunity to map out the grounds and figure out how to get away from my skilled mates.

Their abilities threw a wrench in my plans. I had no idea why the Goddess thought it was a good idea to bind my life to three unusually adept males.

Escaping would be difficult.

But nothing was impossible. I simply had to gather intel and outthink them.

After I brushed my teeth, splashed some water on my face, and pulled on a pair of leggings and a sweater, I walked downstairs and found Ezra at the dining table with coffee and a tablet of some sort.

Complex lines of code filled the screen, and I nearly went cross-eyed at the mere thought of what it meant.

Noticing it was just Ezra and I in the house, I asked, “Where are Valor and Korren?”

“At work. I’ll work from home for a few days since my position isn’t location-specific. Plus, we wanted one of us to be nearby while you settled in.” He stood and walked to the counter, nodding toward the table. “How do you like your coffee?”

I took a seat. “Anything other than black. I can’t handle all that bitterness in the morning.”

“Is there another time of day you can handle it?” His neutral tone held a teasing note.

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