The only other sound is the heavy breathing of the four soldiers.
Gradually, the thick haze of Alpha pheromones eases. Slowly, I unfold from my crouched position, my arms still half-raised to shield my head. I peek between them, my pulse thundering in my ears.
Viper has Blaze by the throat, and Blaze has a knife pressed against Viper’s stomach. Mutually assured destruction.
"Barely a moment out of the military and you lot turn into uncivilized animals!" Knox shouts, prowling forward and tearing the two Alphas off each other. Authority rolls off him in waves. It’s thick, potent, and impossible to ignore.
Another gush of slick slides down my inner thighs.
Yeah, I’m going to have to get a bigger stash of panties because,frack, I’d forgotten how devastatingly sexy he is when he’s in control.
He isn’t just an Alpha. He’s aPrimeAlpha.
Selected and trained to be the best of the best. Every part of him is dominant and he can overpower even the toughest Alpha under his command. His tight control over the Pack is the reason they’ve survived so long.
I shouldn’t enjoy this. I certainly shouldn’t revel in my Pack hurting each other.
But my inner Omega is practically crooning with delighted satisfaction.
Alphas fight over us. Not defective. Not alone anymore. They want us. They all want us.
Blaze protests, "Viper's already fucked her. Knotted her. He doesn't get her in his bed too!"
Viper's chest rumbles with a possessive growl. "She'smyOmega."
“She’s ourPack’sOmega,” Shade adds from the side, not challenging the posturing Alphas, but reminding them of the reality beyond their flaring instincts. Seriously, the man is patience personified.
I try to give him a smile of thanks and squeak instead.
Oh no, I misjudged him.
He’s already looking at me, but certainly not with patient kindness. Shade is wearing the same expression he did in the corridor after Viper and I emerged from the cellar. Accusation, confusion, and longing. Almost as if he’s asking silently why I chose Viper over them.
Overhim.
Then and now.
My heart clenches.
It's not like I went out of my way to have sex with Viper before the others. It just happened, but I can see how the others are feeling rejected.
It’s an emotion I’m horribly familiar with. Rejection is a bitter pill to swallow.
I blow the loose strand of hair out of my face, only for it to land back on my cheek.
We just had a rather lengthy and volatile conversation about what we need to do to make this Pack work, and here I am already sowing seeds of jealousy for my own comfort.
I understand what I have to do.
The only way we will heal from our past is to earn back their trust. If I want us to become a Pack, and I do, I really, really do, then I need to show them I’m serious.
"I'll sleep in Blaze's bed tonight," I announce.
They stop bickering.
“Pretty girl...”
"It's okay. This needs to be fair if it’s going to work. He isn't going to hurt me." I hesitate, glancing at the still simmering Alpha. "Are you, Blaze?"
