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Tears pour from my eyes, but I don’t let go. I can’t even if I want to. He’s completely knotted my mouth.

I flick my tongue over him as he pulses into my throat, sends streams of hot cum down my throat and into my stomach.

He’s mine.

That possessive thought holds me while I suck at his knot. His thick erection fills my mouth. He is helpless and mine.

I can hear the others but nothing matters, just this moment. Something so raw and unhinged.

Something instinctive and perfect.

Ezy watches me in amazement, in awe and shock. He reaches out. Our hands connect.

And something between us changes.

Chapter twenty-seven

Aspyn

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“I’m sorry, Aspyn, but you haven’t paid rent in two months. I can’t afford to let you stay here.”

I can’t lift my head. I’m so freaking hungry. It’s so hard to move.

The burly alpha could be my grandfather, but his distinct distaste of me flavours the air.

I curl my shoulders tighter and jerk my head in a nod. “Thank you,” I whisper.

I grab my bags and leave the house. It feels like the end. I wonder how long until the black river drags me under, too.

I will have to beg for a scrap of food or somewhere to sleep. The thought has me feeling exhausted, but what else can I do?

PresentDay

Kelly brings me a coffee and sits down at the table with the rest of us.

“Okay, so the question is: where to now? Do we have a home base or somewhere we want to live?”

The audacity of him asking such a question has me scoffing.

“I don’t want to go back to that island. I’m sorry, but I have no desire to see anyone from there ever again!” My guilt has me answering Kelly before anyone else can say anything.

“Houses can be replaced.” Shale shrugs and glares at someone behind me. “If you put one finger on her, I will break them off and shove them up your ass.”

“Sorry, Alpha, sorry. I just have a message for the omega.”

“From whom?” Kelly snarls.

I stand in a storm of growling alphas, and I, strangely, feel incredible. There is nothing threatening about the sound. It’s as comforting as a blanket full of feathers.

Ezy stands up and holds his hand out. The beta shoves the letter into his fingers and runs away.

I wonder how long he’s going to last in a hotel like this if he can’t even deal with strong alphas without sprinting away, but then I decide it’s not my problem.

Ezy opens the letter and reads it, his expression darkening before he hands it to Shale. My alpha's hand trembles before he turns to me and screws it up.

“What was it?”

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