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Swallowing roughly, I close my eyes and sigh. "I suppose I have no choice at this point."
"It's for the best, Mr. Hawthorne," she says gently. "I'll get the pack called in, they should be here soon."
My heart races as I give a shaky nod, knowing she can see it through the cameras. "Okay."
Then, I crawl into bed, careful not to jostle Bethany, and try to get some rest until the pack gets here.
It feels like my eyes have only been closed for a minute when there's a sharp rap on the door, and something urges me to place myself between my sleeping mate and whoever has just arrived. I pull on my boxers quickly, sitting at the edge of the bed, and then it pushes open, revealing a mountain of an alpha with white-blonde hair, a slightly shorter alpha behind him, with short brown hair and all-American good looks, and then behind him…
"Damien?" I choke out, my eyes wide as I look at the beta who teaches ceramics at my school.
"Well this is a pleasant surprise," he purrs, stepping closer before the three of them stop in their tracks, their eyes wide, and a second later I realize why.
The scent that reaches me…the scent cardpalesin comparison.
Mine.
Mine.
Fucking mine.
Spearmint and lavender. Rainforest. Crisp, clean leather and cedar.
This pack…they’re our true scent match.
Chapter 15
Kieran
It takes me a minute to realize that the sweet combination of blueberries, raspberries, dark chocolate, and hibiscus are coming from two different omegas.
The pheromones had hit me so hard in the face when I walked in, my brain had temporarily gone offline, and then I realized…both omegas.
Mine.
Both omegas are our true scent match.
My alpha stirs in my chest, urging me to claim, to devour. We found our mates.
The male sitting up on the edge of the bed stares at us with wide eyes, his pupils blown. He's slightly flushed at our presence, but he's obviously not the one in heat. That doesn't stop me from appreciating his…ethereal beauty. His blue hair has a "freshly fucked" look to it, which, let's be honest, is most likely a very accurate assessment. A fresh bite mark stands out on his bare shoulder, and dammit, now all I can think about is putting my own mark there.
I've always been attracted to men and women, but never met a man in person I'd like to explore things with. I suppose that's about to change.
Then it hits me. "You know Damien?"
He visibly swallows and nods, looking at the three of us. "I teach physics…"
"Miles teaches at Starbrook City High," Damien finishes behind me, his voice uncharacteristically soft.
Miles.Knowing his name sends a spark of longing through me. What's the name of my other mate?
"Can we…can we come further in?" Brody's voice is intentionally soft, like he's trying not to spook the omega.
"Yes," Miles a chokes out, "but…this," he motions between all of us, not even trying to hide the tent in his boxers, "it can't change anything right now. Bethany…she doesn't want alphas or a pack. Wejustbonded. So the three of you…you need to keep yourselves in check."
Bethany.If my dick wasn't already hard from all the omega-heat and sex pheromones floating around, just the sound of her name would have done it. Miles and Bethany.
Now, if only Hunter were here.
