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Jeannette was quiet for a moment except for the rocking of the chair on the wood deck, but it didn’t last for long. “She’s got you spitting poetry, so that’s got to mean something. I can’t wait to meet her. Make sure you grab some cookies from the kitchen. After all the energy spent, she’ll need some carbs.”

“Opal will love that.” I smiled, thinking of the light in her eyes whenever something sweet was involved.

I couldn’t wait to be her hero.

And if I had my way, we’d never spend another heat like this again. She’d be in her own house—mine was hers, or I’d build her another—where I could make sure she was properly hydrated and fed.

But there was still the matter of…

“It does seem cruel that she’d want to pair up with that Dorian Bailey fellow,” Jeanette said as if she could read my mind.

I grabbed some of the biggest steaks from the freezer. “I’m working it out.”

“See that you do.” Jeannette resumed her rocking. “I can’t stand the thought of another incident like the one we had.”

“It wasn’t the Bailey crew Ava ran off with,” I said. I’d followed her lead until it ran cold, but she’d never set foot in the Bailey ring.

Unless Dorian was hiding something.

“Doesn’t matter who she ended up with,” Jeannette lied through her teeth, trying to pretend that old wounds didn’t hurt. But I knew better.

And I also knew you couldn’t save them all.

“Shifters like that ain’t nothing but trouble,” Jeannette continued to say her piece. “We need the whole circus gone from these parts as soon as possible. Preferably before he breaks our new Luna’s heart.”

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Dorian

“What does my Omega want?” I teased as I held Opal by her hair and stared into her beautiful blue eyes while my knot receded, releasing me from her tight heat.

“I want you to break me in half.” The wolf’s voice still rumbled within her human voice, making it the sexiest sound I’d ever heard.

We can go again.

I looked at my dick. Are you sure?

Opal whined as she dropped to all fours, pressing her cheek against the floor and spreading her legs enough to see her pink, swollen flesh still glistening with my seed.

Such a needy, perfect mate.

I growled, fisting the length of my cock and urging it back into the game.

I’d been with females in heat before and had prided myself on being able to maintain my stamina to help them out, but being with Opal was a different beast. She matched my appetite—exceeded it even—and I was more eager to please her than I’d ever been for a female in my life.

I wanted every part of her. Wanted to claim her for myself. To hide her away from the world and, in the same breath, to show everyone she was mine.

She doesn’t bear our mark.

I know.

My fingers dug into her soft hips as I slammed myself home, sinking into the hilt. Opal’s cry of pleasure filled me with such pride that I forgot the ache in my jaw from clenching my teeth.

Atlas had only been gone a few hours, but that was enough time for my beast to become a possessive monster. I could take her. Claim her.

I pulled back and thrust hard again, making her cry out. “That’s it,” I cooed. “Take all of me.”

I wanted to bury myself so deep into her body and heart that she couldn’t get away. This was a drug. A sin. One I’d never get enough of.