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“I agree with Dog,” he says, “I’m not going to just give you up like that.”

Sloane reaches out and places her small hands on us—one on Truk’s chest and one on mine.

“I don’t want you to give me up,” she says. “You’ll mark me too.” She flicks her eyes toward me. “Omegas usually have at least three mates, right?”

I’m forced to admit that she’s correct. She knows more about the ways of the Zone than I realized. Still, I fear that she doesn’t know exactly what she’s getting into here.

I touch her face.

“Sloane, what you are talking about—it’s too much. It’s too big of a step. There must be some other way to complete the mission.”

There is a flash of blue fire in those lovely eyes, and I realize it’s not just about the mission. Not entirely.

She needs this. Her body needs this. Her heat is so strong and so deep, it requires three Alphas to quell it.

“All right,” I say at last. “So what exactly is your plan?”

“I’ll tell you,” she answers, “But first, I need you to tell me exactly what the process of marking involves.”

CHAPTER 19: KANE

I smile to myself as I run through the open sunlight.

The arrangements have been made, and the trap is set. Two packs of the city’s strongest Alphas are lying in wait now. As soon as I lead the Outsiders and the Farlander inside, they will be subdued. We will take them alive.

Now all I have to do is return and lead them to their fate.

I would have liked to have killed them all last night. But when they mentioned the other omega, Lily, I knew what I had to do.

The Outsiders had to be brought in for questioning.

They said they are here to rescue her. Well, that’s a pack of lies. I know damn well that Lily is happy with her Alphas—Addom, Hasker, and Kadmon.

These Outsiders are lying. They are here for another reason. This has to do with those transmissions that Lily has been sending to the outside world beyond the wall.

I told Addom not to let her do that. I knew it would just bring more Outsiders into the Zone.

No matter. I’ll enjoy hearing these Outsiders scream as we “interrogate” them.

I grin to myself, pleased with my clever trap.

But my smile drops as I near the ruined wall where I left the Alphas and omega earlier. There is no sign of them now. I slow my pace to a walk and test the air.

They are still nearby. I can smell them.

Why are they out of sight, though? Are they hiding from me?

Perhaps they have planned a trap of their own.

The omega’s scent is extra strong. Even though her Alphas tended to her last night, her heat seems to have come back even stronger now. It is because she is unmarked. If something is not done about that soon, she’ll fall so deeply into a frenzy of lust that her mind will be broken.

That’s fine.

It will make it all the easier to extract information from her later. The two Alphas will be tortured by the usual methods involving pain. I doubt they will talk, but it is worth a try.

The omega, however, can be tortured much more effectively by withholding her pleasure.

I can hear her now, her soft moaning sounds drifting over the jagged top of the broken wall, its pale stones bright in the slanting morning sun. Her scent hits me again like a punch in the face, and my cock pulses with engorgement.