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I jerk against him, moaning as he licks at my wound, growling into my skin.

“Mine,” he whispers in my ear.

“Yours,” I echo, a rush of pleasure washing over me. “Always yours.”

He brings me release after release, until my vision turns hazy, and my throat is hoarse from screaming.

When Dylan pulls out of me, Brock is fully dressed and next to me, wrapping me in a towel and wiping the sweat from my forehead.

“You did so well,” he praises me. “I’m so fucking proud of you, Olive.”

Content, I sigh.

I just want to wrap myself back in the blankets and climb into my nest. I want them to both hold me and let me nuzzle into them.

“Why are you getting dressed?” I frown at Dylan, watching as he pulls on his trousers. “Let’s stay here.”

I’m so blissed out that I can’t comprehend what’s going on.

“We’re on a time limit, sweetheart,” he says, buttoning his white dress shirt. “But as soon as we get you out of here, we’ll stay in bed for fuckingweeksif you want.”

Brock hands me a glass of water and holds out a white pill. “Your expired suppressants. It should help, at least a little.” He looks down at me, his brow furrowing. “I’m so sorry we failed you, Olive.”

His regret tears at my chest, as if the emotion is my own.

I down the suppressant and meet his worried expression. “You’re here now,” I murmur. “And I choose you. Let’s save the apologies for later.”

My body still burns, desperate to burrow under blankets and let my inner Omega reign.

But I can’t. Not here, at least.

Sirens fill the air, and Dylan turns to open the curtains and peer out the window.

“Killian’s there,” he murmurs. “We have to get her out of here. The first ambulance is arriving.”

Killian!

“Is he okay?” I demand, my voice shaking. “Will they hurt him?”

“Not if they want to live,” Brock says. “But we’ve got togo,Olive. The plane is waiting.”

Thewhatis waiting?

But in less than a minute, I’m dressed and rushed out into the hallway, running into the beginning of chaos. Brock pulls a fire alarm, and the shrill ringing hurts my ears.

But with Dylan and Brock by my side, I’m not afraid.

I’m ready to fight.


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