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Just an omega waiting to be claimed.

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Phoenix

Thescentontheboat...it's changed.

I can feel the shift as I approach from the yacht club docks, a turn in the air. Before, Olivia smelled so desperate...so needy. But now, her scent is a fine, sweet perfume on the air, and there's something else with it.

Liam.

No fucking way.

As I step onto the boat, I can hear their muffled moans and the creaking of the bed. My heart races as I make my way towards the bedroom, my mind trying to comprehend what I'm about to witness.

I peek through the slightly open door and see them locked in a passionate embrace. Olivia's legs are wrapped around Liam's waist as he thrusts into her, causing the bed to shake. Her eyes are closed in ecstasy, and Liam has a look of pure concentration on his face.

He gave in.

I can't believe it.

My inner alpha roars and I drop everything on the deck, barely resisting the urge to run inside and tear him off her, to claim her for myself. They don't even notice I'm here, the door ajar, their moans drifting over me.

Liam...I never though Liam would be the one to break.

When we first joined up with the Enclave, we made a vow to never take advantage of the omegas in our care. Each of us had someone in our lives--someone we cared about--who had been taken advantage of like that, and we didn't want to be those guys.

Seeing my best friend fuck the girl we've been tasked with rescuing is a punch to the gut.

But as I stand there, watching them, I start to feel something else. It's not just anger and betrayal coursing through me. It's desire. A deep, primal urge to claim Olivia as my own.

I try to push these thoughts aside, but they're relentless, clawing at my insides until I can't take it anymore. I barge into the room, my eyes blazing with an intensity that makes Olivia gasp.

"Liam," I growl, "What the fuck do you think you're doing?"

They both gasp and Liam stops his movements--but he's knotted inside her, forfuck's sake, he'sknotted her--and they roll to the side still entangled. Olivia gasps with desire, unashamed of me catching them...

...and as I look at her, I realize she doesn't care.

She isn't nearly as shy as I took her for.

She likes me watching.

My presence.

In her heat, she wants us both.

"Fuck, Phoenix," Liam says. "I didn't know you'd be back so soon--"

"I've been gone for over an hour," I mutter. "Fucking hell, Liam, I thought I could trust you."

"Phoenix, stop," Olivia interrupts, her voice a low drawl. "Don't blame him. It was all me."

Liam's eyes flutter as he ducks his head against Olivia's neck, rolling his hips slowly. I can smell her arousal, thick and perfumed like roses, and it drives me fucking crazy. Liam can't resist her...

...and I realize with a start that I don't think I can either.

"I'm sorry," Liam groans. "I didn't want to."

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