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She didn’t recover straight away, not until I gave the chain a little tug. When she managed to push herself to her feet, herblown pupils were fixed on the floor, her cheeks blazed pink, and her messy buns were even messier than before.

Tugging her to face me, I pressed a kiss to her forehead, nudging her chin up to look at me.

“You’re so fucking hot, Little Doll. If I didn’t have to show my face tonight, I’d take you back to your room right now and treat you like I did last night.”

I handed her a little white pill that should hide her scent in a matter of minutes. “I don’t want anyone else having it,” I told her.

She didn’t argue, tucking it beneath her tongue without meeting my eyes.

I think she might be in shock.

“Good girl,” I said. “You’re already doing well with the rules tonight.”

FOURTEEN

THISTLE

Knox was trying very hard to prove I cared about him so he could rip it all to shreds at the party.

I knew it—hehadto be.

He could make my body react, but I’d learned long ago that meant nothing. I was an Omega; he was an Alpha. He could still hate me, and I could still not care one bit about him.

I swallowed, hugging myself and trying to keep calm without Bunny nearby. I’d left him under my pillow hidden away and safe for my return.

The ever present plug was only there to humiliate me. And it kept making me really horny every time I focused on it, which seemed deliberately cruel.

He had his hand around my waist, which seemed unnecessary with my chain attached to his wrist, and I was in a constant battle with an unsettling thrill whenever it caught the light in my periphery.

Stupid, stupid, stupid, because I knew he was about to use that claim to throw it in my face.

The ballroom was huge and looked like it came right out of an old-timey movie, with a crazy expensive-looking chandelier hanging from the middle of the ceiling, a wide marble floor, and a long table running up the centre.

There was a low hum of music playing. Food and drinks were being served along the table by a few staff milling here and there.

There were enough guests in the room that it looked like the party must have been going for a while at least, though I watched as a man entered through two huge doors at the front. Everyone was dressed just as fancy as they were at Ace’s meetings.

I couldn’t help stepping closer to Knox as he led me in, hyper-aware of the eyes on us. It seemed everyone stared as we entered in through a door opposite where most were filtering in.

I hated that it wasn’t shame that turned my stomach, even when I was chained to an Alpha that wasn’t mine.

Instead, I was anxious I didn’t look good enough to be at his side.

Knox wasn’t Ace—not even close—but he held himself with similar poise. Also, like Ace, we were entering a crowd to which it seemed he was king.

I’d rarely been allowed at Ace’s side (and if I was, Glade was often there, too) when I had, I’d always been as anxious as I was excited.

It was a place I wanted so badly, yet never felt good enough for.

Was I good enough, here?

Knox’s hand brushed my waist, almost making me jump.

The touch soothed me, offering a comfort Ace never had as he led me to a seat at the head of the long table and drew me down onto his lap.

This, I reminded myself, was all on purpose so he could shoot me down when he…mingledwith other Omegas.

Or whatever horrible plan he had for the night.

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