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“Tell me.” He rubs my stomach and purrs.

I share all the Lilah intel.

What she likes and dislikes. Every time I caught her trying to hide a smile.

We sit, twined together, plotting how to win Lilah over while the movie plays. Every so often, Atlas strokes my hair or feeds me a handful of popcorn.

This is almost everything I ever wanted.

Just need Lilah here with us and it’ll be perfection.

TWENTY-NINE

LILAH

I wake drenched in the thick, sticky, panicked sweat of another heat spike.

Gripping my belly, I stumble into the bathroom to splash my reddened face.

It’s not the full heat.

Not yet.

But the insistent ache ramps harder every time this happens. Which is every day.

The pain gets a little bit worse. A little less horny and a little more…hungry.

I’m running out of time, and I can’t keep running.

Have to finalize my plan and stop screwing around.

When I drift back to the bedroom, reaching for my vibrator, my outstretched fingers freeze.

It’s hard to go back to plastic after riding your mate’s tongue. Plus, knowing all my would-be alphas are so close…

I don’t want to lock myself away and suffer.

It’s addictive being held.

Body heat. Purr. Connection.

Even when Orion holds my hand, it’s more touch than I’ve ever had, and the more I feel, the more I want.

Panting, I stumble into the hall.

Need Orion.

Maybe need all of them, but I can’t be alone with the alphas, or I’ll be begging them for much more than a touch.

I hear voices.

One lighter, one bass.

Atlas is here.

My heart kicks when I peek into the living room.

Atlas and Orion lie tangled on the couch. They snuggle under a blanket, so glued together there’s no room for anyone else.

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