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“I know what you mean.” Orion bites the tip of my nose. “You’re my other half. And I’m yours.”
Flutters explode in my belly.
“I…”
“This is what it’s going to be like. Whether the guys are here or gone, we’ll always have each other. I’ll always take care of you. I’ll keep learning so I always know what to do. You already take care of me so well, I can’t ever let you go.”
My heart pumps butterfly blood, the shiver flying through my veins.
I give up.
I’m toast, but even more baked—a fucking biscotti.
So I do the only logical thing.
Moving slowly, giving him so much time to say no, I press my teeth to Orion’s throat. “Can I—”
“Fuck, yes,” he moans.
I bite, breaking skin.
Orion’s blood tastes like spiced cider.
I linger, making sure to claim my place. Then I lick the broken oval of teeth marks while he pants, fingers digging in my hair.
“Do you feel it?” he rasps.
I’m still licking blood from my lips, so it takes a second to recognize the warmth in my chest.
There’s a little ball of sunshine near my heart, warming the old shadows.
“I can feel you.” It’s not a pack bond, but something else.
Something ours.
“You’re mine,” he growls, wiggling to the hollow of my throat. I tense, anticipating his bite, but he just drags his teeth along my skin. “Wait until your heat. Make it permanent.”
I yank him back, kiss his nose, and feel the sunshine in my heart.
I have zero doubts.
Bit him. Licked him. Keeping him forever.
THIRTY-ONE
HUNTER
Administrative. Fucking. Nightmare.
Our teams have been bagging Redfang minions left and fucking right, but Dom is a ghost, and now I’m the one who has to answer why.
I did not sign up for this shit.
Only, yeah. I did.
But I wanted to fix the pack, not experience the eighth circle of bureaucratic hell.
While I push papers at the office, Orion keeps the group chat rocking, texting pic after pic of his afternoon with our girl.
