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Suddenly, my heart is frozen. A chill runs down my spine.

Did I hear him wrong?

What did he just say?

Then another wave of pleasure crashes over me, and I’m lost to the heat.

CHAPTER TWELVE

Omega Hotel, Haven

Isigh, cool but exhausted.

My heat is finally over.

The bed’s sheets smell clean

Something scratches and claws under my skin.

What is it?

I frown, unsure.

I have that uncomfortable feeling at the back of my mind like I’ve forgotten something important.

This heat has taken longer than normal, an entire day and two nights for my raging fever to die down.

My heat was a mind-blowing blur of blissed out pleasure.

I can’t remember much of it.

I’m contented though in a way that I never feel after heats, as if I’ve gained something special.

Something I can’t grasp fully yet but am terrified of losing.

Normally, the Alpha has already left. I’ll be lying alone in a cold bed, feeling empty.

But not this morning.

I glance at Torin, who is pulling on a crisp white shirt.

He’s standing, freshly showered at the end of the bed. He’s already wearing a pair of new black jeans. He must have had the hotel deliver the clothes.

I glance down at myself and am relieved that I’m wearing my own clothes. Who knows what Torin would have ordered for me.

Torin slicks his damp hair back from his face.

How can this Alpha, who belongs to the pack that stands for everything my own is battling against, be my scent match?

Because he is.

He’s also the Alpha who saved my life during my heat.

The man who feels like he’s my pack, even if now he’s turning his icy blue gaze on me as if we’re strangers.

“Our journalist Omega has awoken.” Torin glances pointedly at Jin, who is sprawled next to me on the bed.

Is that a warning?

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