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Levi considered it. “This is your plan?”

“You asked what I’m going to tell Kian. That’s it. We’re mated and getting married and if he wants to be at his brother’s wedding, he’ll make peace with the White Frost and let bygones be bygones.”

“You make it sound so…simple.”

“Not everything has to be complicated, Levi.”

“Not everyone is as easygoing as you are, omega.”

“Yeah, but Kian’s used to it. He’s my big brother.” His hand slid down Levi’s side, heading lower. “And you’re my big—”

“No.”

Elm sighed and pulled away. “Fine.”

“This is a serious discussion,” Levi stated.

“I agree.”

“I can smell your slick.”

“My mind agrees,” he reiterated. “But my body wants you to fuck me. Happy?”

“How can you be thinking about sex at a time like this?”

“A time like what?” Elm rolled onto his side to fully face him. “My alpha is willing to step out of his comfort zone and risk meeting with his enemy on my behalf. There’s nothing sexier than an alpha’s trust.”

“Is that so?” The corner of his mouth twitched.

“Okay, your cock is pretty hot too.”

“Focus, omega.”

“You’re the one who asked.”

Levi sobered and sat up. “You can call him, but the device stays on speaker, and I won’t agree to anything else until after.”

He needed to see how the talk went first to gauge whether or not Elm’s assumptions about Kian were true. That was understandable. Expected even.

“Your brother isn’t known for playing fair,” Levi reminded, but Elm merely chuckled.

“No one is more ruthless than you are, Leviathan.”

The alpha made to get off the bed. “Let’s go. You can call him in—”

Elm latched onto his wrist and pulled him back, laughing when Levi landed on top of him. He wrapped his legs around his waist and grabbed onto his neck, keeping him close. “I’ll call him later. Before that…” he rubbed his hard-on against Levi’s stomach, “you should take care of your omega, alpha.”

“You truly are incorrigible.”

“What can I say?” Elm grinned. “My mate is a god in the sheets and I long to worship at his altar.”

Chapter 33:

Even though it’d been his idea, and he knew it had to happen, Elm was nervous once they were seated at the dining room table. The multi-slate rested between them, him painfully aware of the alpha observing him from the opposite side.

Picking at his cuticles, he took a shaky breath, trying to steady his nerves. He’d talked a big game the other day, but the truth was, a part of him went back to being that starry-eyed kid, eager to please his big brother. Kian wouldn’t be proud of him for this. But…Would he hate him? There was already so much distance between them since Kian had returned, already so many people.

The Leviathan would be another. Another point of contention. Another person taking up time and keeping them apart.