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“So you do want to be an Alpha King,” he drawled.

I rolled my eyes. “Stop fucking goading me and tell me what you know about this damn serum.”

He sobered a bit, some of his amusement dying. “Well, first, it’s not a serum. It’s a drink.”

I frowned. “A drink?”

“Yeah. Apparently, the late Alpha of Bariloche Sector—Carlos—developed a drug that can be imbibed. He liked to do it for his infamous estrus parties.”

Estrus parties, I repeated to myself, recalling the term from my mental conversation with Kieran last week. “Do I even want to know what that means?”

“I’m rather sure you can guess,” he ground out, all signs of his previous good mood disappearing behind a cloud of fury.

It was a cloud I understood.

Because yeah. I could fucking guess what that meant.

However…

“I need every detail you’ve learned, Kieran.” That was the only way I’d be able to properly talk to Ivana. “I need to understand exactly what was done to my Omega. Then I can work on fixing whatever I broke.”

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

IVANA

I stared at the ceiling,my palm on my belly.

The Alpha had told me to rest.

I didn’t want to rest. But I didn’t want to move either. I just wanted to…exist. Except my nest smelled wrong.Very, very wrong.

Too pepperminty.

Too masculine.

Too much likehim.

My Alpha.

The one I’d chosen as a mate.

The one who had constantly rejected me.

And now, he was rejecting our child.

I drew my thumb across my flat belly, the life inside me too small to even be felt. Yet I sensed the spirit growing there, the very real understanding of the soul blossoming inside me.

Don’t worry,I whispered to my unborn child.Mommy won’t let anyone hurt you.

Including me.

Which meant I needed to eat.

The Alpha had said he would bring back some food, but that had felt like hours ago. Maybe it’d only been thirty minutes. I really had no way of knowing.

And I didn’t trust him to follow through on his promise.

Certain memories swirled in my mind, one repetitive and insistent.

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