Chapter 61
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Maverick’s house is crowded with this many Alphas in it. All four from Pack Lupine, plus the three from my pack, make seven Alphas in a single dining room.
“We do have a lead,” says Sebastian. He’s taken Atlas’s disappearance hard since he was the one who was supposed to get him out. He chews on the edge of his thumbnail. “There’s been movement outside an abandoned building in the warehouse district. Intel says it was used for medical manufacturing before it shut down.”
“Why do you think that’s the place?” I ask. Since I saw that newscast about Dr. Knight’s sister three days ago, I have thrown everything into helping Pack Lupine. It’s not been easy to get them to trust that I can handle it, but eventually, all of them agreed that there is a benefit to having an Omega on their team. I am underestimated by most people who encounter me.
Sebastian pushes a few pieces of paper in front of me. “There are several heat signatures when we do a drone flyover, and shipping trucks are making regular stops there. It’s worth us doing a recon mission.”
“All of us?” I can’t hide my giddy excitement at the idea of putting a stop to this.
Tyler deceived me. I fell for every lie he told. I never could have believed he was capable of something so heinous. I now realize that none of this is my fault, but I still feel guilty about how it all unfolded.
I worked with Tyler for years, and I never noticed. I had him in my nest, for fucks sake. Atlas was only at Prism that day as part of a plot to get me out.
Well, get me out and take down the Conglomerate, but still.
I lose sleep thinking about what they are doing to Atlas.
Will he ever be the same again?
My heart hurts for my friend. I just want him to be okay. I need to know that he’s going to be okay.
“I’m going to go first,” Wyatt says, pushing off the wall. Puck says the massive southern Alpha is an entirely different person since Atlas has gone missing. He used to be full of humor and flirty, but now he’s the opposite—a shell of a man. “And I’ll alert y’all if it’s the right spot, and we’ll raid it. I’m bringing that Beta home if it’s the last thing I do.”
* * *
It’s been a week since we raided the warehouse where Atlas was being held. I was happy to be there, to support Pack Lupine in getting him back. Tyler wasn’t there, so he’s still running his business from somewhere, but we’ll stop him.
After seeing what happened there, none of us will rest until Tyler is brought to justice.
“There’s nothing more you can do for him right now,” Emmanuel tells me as he strokes my hair. His legs stretch out, and I marvel at how much space we have in my new nest. Since moving in with Maverick, it’s taken me a bit to get it just how I want it, but it feels right now.
Black sheets stretch across the inlaid mattress, and silver, red, and cream pillows and blankets accent it. Pretty lights twinkle from where they run across the exposed beams in the ceiling, and the attached bathroom has a massive tub big enough to fit all of us.
“I know,” I say as I snuggle into my Alpha. I’ve had a stomach ache since dinner, so I stole Emmanuel to take care of me while the others cleaned up and fed Burger. “I just hate it so much. It was horrific.”
“Try not to think about it,” he whispers as he kisses my temple. “Pack Lupine is going to make sure he gets the help he needs to adjust to his new normal.”
My stomach cramps, and I whimper, rubbing it. “Ugh, I think I’m going to puke,” I say, maneuvering myself to stand.
“Wait.” My Alpha’s hands still my movements. “You’re fevered, mi amor.” He runs his hands up my arms, across my chest, and to my face. “Are you sure it’s not your heat?”
I think back to my last heat, right before I got tattoo number seventeen.
When was that?
So much has happened in three months that it’s hard to keep track of everything.
A cramp hits me again, like lightning, and I double over as a whine escapes me.
“Heat,” Emmanuel says definitively. “You smell fucking incredible.”
As soon as he says it, I feel fire crawl through my veins and slick pool between my thighs. The scent of crème br?lée fills my senses and threatens to overwhelm me.
He’s all I can think about.
I need a taste.
I need him.
I dive, shoving my Alpha to the cushioned floor of my nest and pulling at his clothes. He chuckles and discards his shirt before sliding out of his sweatpants.
But he’s still in his fucking boxers!
“Off!” I shout, tugging at them. He lets me get rid of the offending cloth and then sits back on his elbows, a smug smile on his face.
A smug smile that is replaced with a gaping ‘O’ when I dive down and suck his cock into my mouth.
He groans, one hand resting on the back of my head as I bob up and down on his dick, frantically trying to get all of him into my mouth. But another cramp has my cunt contracting around nothing, begging to be filled, and I whine around his length.
“Do I smell cotton candy?” My sweet almond Alpha calls from the doorway.
Emmanuel brushes my hair from my face as he looks at Maverick. “Yeah, it looks like she’s going into heat.”
“Oh, cool, I’ll press the heat button and begin the protocol.”
I pop off Manny’s dick. “There’s a heat button?”
“Yeah, your clit!” Maverick dives into the nest like he’s at a concert, rolling onto his back and pulling me down so I’m sitting on his face before I can even react. His eager tongue laps at me, and I grind into him before leaning down and capturing Emmanuel in my mouth again.
“Puck, Gage,” Emmanuel grits out. “Get in here.”
The nest is filled with the sloppy sounds of mine and Maverick’s mouths and my muffled moans when my final Alpha and my Beta come in.
Maverick lifts me off his face briefly. “Gage, help me out?” he says breathlessly before pulling me back down. I can’t see what’s being done as I attempt to take all of Emmanuel deep in my throat, but Maverick starts to groan beneath me, the vibrations on my clit erotic and delicious.
Eventually, it’s not enough for me. I need a knot, and I need it now. I say as much when I pop off of Emmanuel’s cock.
“I got you, Queenie,” Puck says, reaching to pick me up from Maverick’s face.
Maverick bats him away. “Nah, just push her down a little more and fuck her like this. I’m not done tasting her.”
“You sure, dude? You’ll get a real eyeful of my balls,” the ex-enforcer says.
I moan, wiggling above Maverick as I jerk off a reclined Emmanuel. I look over my shoulder and make eye contact with Puck. “Fuck me, Alpha. Knot. Fuck me now!” Now that I’m not sucking cock I can see that Gage is, his head bobbing up and down on Maverick’s dick. It’s still a little clumsy, but he’s learning, and when he gazes up at Maverick, I think my heart may burst.
They haven’t said it to one another yet, but they’re in love. I couldn’t be happier that they have each other.
Before I get too sappy about it, another cramp hits me, and I whine loudly. Puck flips me, my face going right back to Emmanuel’s cock, and enters me quickly. The relief I feel at being filled by him is incredible, and I moan as I slip my mouth back over Emmanuel’s head.
A few seconds later, I feel Maverick’s tongue on my clit. He’s changed positions, slipping underneath me from the side. When I pull off Emmanuel to catch my breath, I can see he’s stretched out with Gage’s legs on either side of his thighs. Gage is holding their cocks together in a tight grip, his head thrown back as he thrusts into his hand. I groan, unable to take my eyes off the two of them.
Until Puck grabs my hair and shoves my head back down.
“Pay attention to your Alpha, your Beta is busy,” he snaps.
I love it when he gets bossy.
I’m on fire and can already tell this will not be an easy heat. My head is getting fuzzier, and I feel my rationality slipping away.
“Bites,” I say past a strangled moan as I switch to using my hands. “Need bites. Need bites!”
“We’ll do bites,” Emmanuel coos as he takes my cheek in his hand. “Promise. Let us take care of you right now.”
Puck slams into me at the same time Maverick nips my clit. Pleasure swirls through my veins, and my vision whites out. I fall off a cliff I didn’t realize I was standing on, but I’m not worried.
My pack will catch me.