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Fuck, please say no, little omega. If she says yes, I’ll tell her how desperately I need her.
Am I going to look like a crazy fucking stalker? Yes. Am I a stalker? No… Well, I wasn’t.
That’s River’s kink.
But as I stand here, holding my breath while we wait for her reply, I realize that I am no better than River.
If Lila says no, I’ll be crushed, but I won’t give up. I’ll be anything she needs. Everything she needs. Thank hell, these two fuckers are already on board.
Chapter 10
Lila
“No clinic,” I say, shaking my head. I don’t want to spend my heat alone and drugged up. And the thought of spending it with a pack of strangers when these men are offering, makes me whine. I push it down and hope that none of them heard me.
“Fuck yes, Lila,” Harrison cheers, scooping me into his arms and forcing a giggle out of me. The way that my body presses against him reignites all of those feelings I had with Wes.
And all the ones I tried so hard to control on my birthday.
The suppressants I take are some of the best available. They provide mental clarity while you wait for them to work their way through your system. I don’t love taking them, but they work in emergencies.
“Do we know what happened to the Count?” I ask, glancing around the escape room. At some point, we made our way into the final room. There’s a door open, which makes sense after River went to get my meds.
“We can try finishing the story before we leave, if you want, Lila,” Wes offers, but as the cramping in my lower abdomen flares, I shake my head. That won’t get too bad until the suppressants wear off, but I'll need relief nonetheless.Something I would rather not go through in an escape room. Again. Hopefully Trix didn’t watch too closely…
“No. Maybe I’ll come back one day,” I shrug.
“We can certainly bring you back to check out all the other rooms this business has to offer,” River chuckles, making me blush.
“That could be fun,” I murmur, too shy to really admit how much I like the idea. My scent might give me away, but then again, they might assume I’m simply experiencing another heat wave.
“Should we stop for food on the way to our apartment?” River asks as I follow him out of the escape room emergency exit and down the hall toward the lockers.
“Yes, please.” I nibble my lip, half expecting him to turn around and scold me for wanting him to spend money on me. But that's just the ghosts of my last relationship haunting me.
“Would it be okay if one of us drives you? That way, you have your car. I am not sure you're up for the drive after that hormone crash,” River says as he looks back at me. He’s not wrong. My body feels wired and sleepy at the same time.
“I volunteer as tribute,” Harrison yells before the others can offer.
“We’ll take care of you, Lila.” Wes pulls me against him, pressing a kiss to the top of my head. “And we’ll love every fucking second of it.”
I’m fidgetingwith my purse strap, still standing in the front entrance of their apartment, when I finally start to notice the area surrounding me.
In the late night and the rush of my exit the next morning, I missed the beauty of the modern style of their place. The leather accents and warm tones blend together in a masculine style that is inviting and more cozy than I would have expected. The scents of the pack alone make this place feel like home. Part of me can already picture what some of my things might look like in their space.
Shaking away the presumptive thoughts, I startle when Harrison grabs me around the waist. I let him pull me close and breathe in his scent. My suppressants are working to calm my raging instincts, but they can only do so much. Especially with three sexy as fuck alphas so close.
Watching me, touching me, holding me.
“Relax, gorgeous. You’re in good hands.” Harrison’s voice is huskier than it was earlier. Deeper. His dominance is out and on full display for any eligible omega that might be interested. There’s a low rumble in his chest as I lay my hand over his heart. Is he stifling his purr? Fuck, I want them all to purr for me.
Harrison swallows thickly, before taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly.
“I think I need some fresh air,” his tone is grumbly, but he presses a soft kiss to my forehead, helping me relax, before stepping away from me and heading for their patio doors.
“I know whatyouneed, Lila,” Wes says with a suggestive smirk as he approaches me, and I have to grip my purse straps tightly in an attempt to keep him from seeing my hands tremble. He can already sense my anxiety through my scent, I don’t need him watching me shake like a leaf too. “Come on, gorgeous.”
I don’t resist as Wes leads me into the same hall that Harrison’s bedroom was in, but we pass his door and head to the one at the end of the hall.
