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When gammas can warp brains, nobody sane gives a flip about the scent of their perfume.
Wyvern Pack makes sure I’m the first to hear any new gamma info dredged from our prisoners, but the drip is slow and more general than specific to me.
I’m going to have to visit the cells to get the answers I need.
For now, I inhale Jin, charging my bravery battery on rain, salt, and packleader reassurance. When my shit is sewn back together, I climb out of his arms, wincing at the maple oozing between my thighs.
I never bled after my heat.
But we had a pack meeting after the hormones faded.
I never thought I could have Meadows Pack, and they never wanted to risk dangling a mate in front of Kairo.
Now that we’re together, I want to follow in my father’s fertile footsteps, only instead of birthing my own syndicate, I’m desperate to build the big, loving family none of us ever had.
The pack enthusiastically agrees.
I leave a snail trail as I slide off our bed. “Wait for me?”
“Forever.” He kisses my knuckles, then follows me into the bathroom.
I shut myself in the toilet compartment while he waits outside the door.
Every morning, I take three pregnancy tests.
Alpha, beta, and omega—because who even knows with this body?
After I stop dripping long enough to pee on the sticks, I rejoin Jin. He lifts me onto the counter, pressing between my thighs and kissing me while the timer runs.
Expecting the result, I’m ready for the hit.
I text Lilah before she messages to ask.
Negative
Her bubble pops up fast because she and her mates actually go to work. She sends a string of hearts and the answer that always makes me smile.
LILAH
Ice cream for dinner?
Again?
Every day until we have answers
See you then
Jin doesn’t need to ask the result when he can feel me spiraling. He nuzzles until I have to throw my arms around his shoulders. “Let me feed you breakfast.”
“You can make me breakfast. But I’m feeding it to you.”
“I might eat you instead.” Jin pulls me onto his hips.
I nip his throat.
We’re running embarrassingly late, and the Wyverns know exactly what we’ve been doing instead of the morning run.
Who cares?
