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“She is,” crooned Talon from above as he stroked my cheeks while my mouth dribbled with his cum. “A very good girl.”

I swallowed quickly as he pulled out, nearly choking againwhen Griffin slammed me one more time onto his dick. Axel pistoned into my ass, and they both roared at the same time as hot streams of liquid filled my pussy and ass. Their cocks began to swell, stretching me widely until I moaned with exhaustion, falling against Axel’s chest.

“Fuck,” Tyler growled from above as he also came using his hand while watching us.

chapter 29

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Carmen

Afew days later, the sun streamed through the window, casting a golden glow on my nest of cushions in the corner of the room. I was curled up with a steamy romance novel, losing myself in the story while my alphas were busy with work and running errands.

I had gotten as comfortable as I could without all my stuff back in Florida. It had been a couple of days since we returned to the Alpha Compound, and my alphas had been spoiling me rotten, buying me clothes and anything else I needed.

With six powerful alphas at my beck and call, I couldn’t help but feel like a queen. Suddenly, I heard the sound of rolling wheels and footsteps outside my bedroom door.

“Yes?”

“It’s Tyler.”

My heart started to pound faster. I had taken a strict stance with him, not giving him an inch of softness.

“Okay,” I replied, glancing up to see Tyler entering, carrying my suitcases from Florida.

He paused, looking at me all cozy in my nest as he set the suitcases down. “I brought your things.”

“Oh, that’s why you were gone yesterday,” I said.

“Yeah.”

“Well, thank you,” I said, momentarily touched by the fact that he cared enough to do this.

“You’re welcome,” he said, turning to leave. Something about his sad expression made my heart break.

“Wait, don’t go,” I blurted out, setting my book aside. My pulse raced as he turned back to face me, his green eyes searching mine for answers.

“What is it, Carmen?” he asked, concern etched across his face. There were bags under his eyes, and they were red—looking like he hadn’t slept in days.

“Tyler,” I whispered as tears pricked my eyes. “Have you slept at all?”

“It’s nothing for you to worry about,” he said quickly, looking off to the side in a stoic alpha manner.

“Come,” I said, patting the cushion beside me. Even though I was hurt by how he had treated me in the past, I didn't like seeing him so tense.

“Are you sure?” he asked, hesitating to come near me.

“I’m sure, Ty,” I said, biting my lip as he approached my nest slowly. His cedar scent enveloped me the moment he joined me, and the heat radiating from his body made my skin tingle. I could feel the tension between us, crackling in the air.

“What’s on your mind?” he urged, his voice soft.

“Why haven’t you been sleeping?” I asked, wanting to take his hand but feeling scared. I was terrified of what that would imply after our recent feud.

He looked at me with a hooded expression that made my heart race faster. “You’re on my mind. Constantly.”

My heart trembled as Tyler’s eyes softened at the sight of my tears. He reached up, gently catching a tear with the pad of his thumb before it could trail down my cheek.

“Really?”

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