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Tor raised his brows. “Sure.”

Neither of us believed him. I could see it in her face. “You look like a bad bitch, Mo.”

“Want me to do yours before we go?”

“No. I’m good. Thanks.” The last time she did my hair, I had so many bobby pins stabbing my scalp the resulting migraine lasted two days.

“Suit yourself. I’m sure Alek will appreciate my effort to look the part.”

“Alek won’t have eyes for you at all,” Tor said with so much conviction my heart stumbled a little.

I wish I was as certain of that as he was.

“Whatever. We’re ready. The bags are packed and everyone is waiting.” Moira jutted her chin toward the inside of the house.

“You ready?” I asked, looking up at Tor.

“I was born ready.”

“Now you sound like your brother.”

“I’m the oldest. Alek sounds like me.”

I rolled my eyes. Men. Always competing. “I’m sure he’d love to hear that.”

Winking, he waited for me to enter the house before following me inside. Even Vikings could be gentlemen.

I found Noah, Kingston, Moira, and Ash standing in the living room, all of them softly chatting in front of the fireplace. They went quiet as soon as I entered.

Noah was the first to approach me, his expression twisted with concern. He cupped my cheek in his palm. “Dove, you’re practically frozen. You should stay here, warm and safe. We can go through and bring him back for you.”

I smiled and pointed out his obvious flaw. “And leave me here all alone?”

“Technically your priest is here.” Kingston’s teasing tone wasn’t appreciated at all. I told him what happened with Caleb. Not all the gory details, but enough for him to know better.

The glare I leveled on him had his jaw ticking as he tried to keep from smirking. “Too soon, Kingston.”

“What? It’s true. He’s here.”

Noah pulled me closer. “Consider yourself uninvited the next time Sunday needs a midnight snack, wolf.”

“Hey,” he protested.

Their friendly posturing accomplished what Kingston’s teasing had failed to do. I was feeling much more relaxed as I snuggled into Noah’s arms.

“This is beyond comprehension. Two Alphas in the same space sharing her. How are any of you still alive?” Tor ran a palm over his beard as he shook his head.

Kingston clapped him on the shoulder with a low laugh. “Trust me, man. You have no idea how good it can be until you feel your mate come on your cock because you fucked her raw, then before you can even pull out, she does it all over again while he’s playing with her—”

“Earmuffs!” Moira barked, slapping her hands over Ash’s ears.

“That’s enough detail,” Noah said, stopping Kingston before he could say anything else.

But from the interest in Tor’s gaze, it had been enough. He finally looked like he understood the appeal.

My cheeks were on fire.

“Anyway...” I started, unable to look at Tor.


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