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I smelt it then, the scent of another Omega. Hot damn. My heat had set him off, and there was no way either of us was leaving without getting fucked and knotted several times over. But I only wanted my pack… and Jonah Bright.

With Jonah…

“My Alpha,” I shouted over the thirsty snarls of want, the whimpers of need, and the begging that had begun. Three faces peered up at me.

“Yes, my Omega,” Jason called back, ignoring the soldiers crawling across the floor to reach their team’s Omega and the Betas willing to bottom. Auggie was quick to toss down a couple of bottles of extra lube I had stashed in the bedside table to those below.

I pointed at Jonah. “Bring him. He’s ours.”

“What?” Vance exclaimed. “No.”

Jason shook his head at Vance. “I don’t think we have a choice.”

“He’s not one of us,” Vance growled angrily, stomping to Jason’s side and staring at his fellow Alpha.

“First of all,” Jason said calmly, gently pushing Vance back a step, “don’t get in my face. Second of all, we don’t have a choice. If our Omega wants him, then he’s ours as well. Remember, it wasn’t me who put our team together, and it certainly wasn’t The Rat. It was that man there.” Jason pointed at me as Jules and Auggie put their arms around me and started kissing and nibbling on the sides of my neck and shoulders.

My Betas’ erections rubbed against my legs, their scent surrounding me and drawing my heat to the surface again. Slick dripped from my ass, wetting my thighs and dampening the stifling silk robe I wore. Annoyed with the clinging material, my skin on fire, I tore it off.

“Bright,” Jules shouted, “Get your ass up here before I take my turn—which you so rudely interrupted, by the fucking way.”

Jonah startled, then leapt forward, only to be dragged back by Vance. My Alpha gripped Jonah’s collar, nearly choking him, as he leaned down to whisper harshly in his ear, “Remember your place, Bright. Rank means nothing here. It’s Jason, then me, then you. Got it?”

Jonah nodded. “I understand. I realize I’m the lone wolf here. This is unexpected, but please…” His gaze softened as he glanced from Vance to me. “Our Omega’s scent calls to me. Let me help ease his heat, and I’m sure—with time—we will come to be brothers. I never wanted to do this.” Jonah waved his hands around. “It was just orders.”

Vance huffed as he let Jonah go, and I let out a breath as the tension coiled in my body released. I watched as Vance helped strip Jonah of his uniform before sending him upstairs in nothing but a pair of black compression boxer briefs.

Ogling the fine lines of my new Alpha as he ascended the stairs was a joy. He was thinner than Jason, more compact in his leanness. Like all soldiers, he wore his hair cut short, his chin clean-shaven. At first, I thought his chest was hairless, but he was so blond that the thin line of fur there was nearly transparent. When he approached, I reached out, stroking my fingers through the fine curls before easing my fingertips under the waistband and pushing the fabric down to puddle at his feet.

I curled my right hand around his thick cock, breathing in the scent of his Alpha pheromones coupled with that of my Betas as I gripped Jonah’s nape with my left, dragging him forward into our first kiss. I lapped at his mouth, nipped his tongue, and swallowed both his saliva and his breath, taking them into my body like I soon would the rampant organ in my hand.

Pushing him, my Betas helped guide our new pack member toward the bed, easing him down to the mattress and laying him bare for all of us to see.

“He’s pretty,” Auggie said, gliding his fingers down Jonah’s flank as I climbed on top of my Alpha, straddling the slightly parted thighs. I continued to jack his cock, enjoying the feel of the steely member in my hand while Jules slid two fingers into my ass, stretching my entrance for the impending penile penetration.

“He’s ready,” Jules said, removing his fingers only to scoop up some of my slick, knock my hand out of the way, and coat Jonah’s shaft with my personal lubrication.

Still on my knees, I shuffled forward, letting Jules hold the Alpha’s cock upright, letting me ease myself down onto his long length. I moaned at the fullness as I let myself fall, his cock filling me so, so good. As I began rocking on his dick, lifting and falling, my subvocalizations merged with the grunting and growls from the soldiers below us. They were distracting me from bonding with my pack, but there wasn’t anything I could do about it at the moment. Besides, I needed Jonah’s knot, and I needed it now.

“This is crazy,” Vance mumbled, staring over the railing at the scene below.

“What the ever-loving fuck is happening right now?” an unfamiliar voice shouted, causing me to pause and Jonah to whine in frustration.

I made grabby hands for my phone and, with a few quick clicks, brought up the cameras for the main level of my apartment, and Jason let out a short bark of laughter. “There’s Major Ratface now. I’m so fucking glad he’s human. Vance, go put him down, zip-tie him, and stuff him in the coat closet.”

“With pleasure, Alpha.” Vance gave Jason a cocky salute and then leapt over the railing. The major let out a girlish scream as Vance tackled him to the floor.

Major Molerato cursed Vance six ways to Sunday, all of which my Alpha ignored as he tied his superior’s hands and ankles and dragged him past the soldiers, only passively aware of what was going on, too focused on fucking the Omega and the two bottom boy Betas among them.

Jason double-timed it down the stairs and, together with Vance, threw the Major in the closet after making sure they pulled him through the water that had seeped from the foyer. Molerato sent up another round of curses and threats of bodily harm, all of which we ignored.

Jason peered at the major as Vance stood just behind him. “I’m not sure what kind of games you’re playing, but you sent wolves after wolves. You sent wolves here in the middle of my Omega’s heat. In the middle of our mating, our bonding. You stupid fuck. Not only did you just sign our immediate resignations, but that of every man here. This is my pack!”

Jason shouted the last, then sent up a howl that every single one of us joined in on. Poor Major Mole-rat’s eyes widened, and his face paled in horror. In one idiotic fell swoop, he not only lost my small pack of five, but now he lost the eight additional men he’d sent to subdue us, and maybe two more who had probably stayed downstairs in the building manager’s office. If they were wolves, Jason would absorb them. If not, he’d let them return to service, but only after they swore never to seek retribution. Their lives were nothing compared to the lives of his pack. Our pack. Pack Evermore.

My life just got eight hundred times harder, but that was okay. I’d already bought the apartment below me, figuring we’d expand our numbers at some point; I just hadn’t been expecting it to happen so soon. My Alphas were going to be so surprised when they learned I’d also bought a huge tract of undeveloped land outside the city, cleared a two-acre parcel of it, and commissioned the building plans for a large packhouse.

“Omega, please,” Jonah begged, rubbing his palms on my thighs before taking hold of my waist and trying to get me to move. He planted his feet on the mattress and pumped his hips upward.