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I’m overstimulated.

I’m safe.

That truth reaches me through the heat with perfect clarity. However far gone I become, whatever time I lose, I’m safe in the hands of my Pack.

A thumb wipes beneath my eye. Someone kisses my temple. Someone else murmurs that I’m doing beautifully, that they have me, that I can rest soon.

The words stay with me as I drift.

I let myself sleep with their scent, their praise, and the heavy comfort of my Pack around me.

Chapter Twenty-Two

Viper

It's my turn on watch.

The others are sleeping, snores rattling through our den as they recuperate from the cyclone that is our Omega in heat. Days of endless fucking, chasing her unending need for a knot, an orgasm, or simply a comforting, reassuring hold.

Saying she's needy is an understatement. I have no idea how one Alpha is supposed to satiate an Omega in heat, because she would have drained me dry if I were on my own.

Perhaps it's because our girl is different. She's a Pack Omega, and therefore her appetite has grown to suit.

The bank of screens set up in front of the nest casts a green glow over our tangled naked bodies.

Around day two of her heat, Halley had a full-blown meltdown when Blaze left the nest to patrol. She screamed, cried, and clawed at him until he was bloody. She couldn't handle any of us being out of sight for longer than it takes to go to the bathroom.

We couldn't compromise on security. We'd already fucked up when we first arrived at the nest, assuming the myriad of Blaze's very deadly traps would deter intruders. Unfortunately, seeing one of their comrades step on a landmine wasn't enough to turn away some particularly determined Alphas. They wanted the Omega in heat, no matter the cost.

Knox set them straight by beating one of them until his head caved in.

It was Shade, our ever brilliant ass-saving Beta, who came up with a clever solution. He rigged up a series of cameras to allow us to keep watch from within the den.

Knox also put down his pride and asked Jason for assistance. It's become clear to us that the Beta soldier cares deeply for our Omega, and any possessive issues we had toward him are long gone. He leaped at the chance to keep Halley safe while she's in heat, creating a roster of his most trusted soldiers to patrol outside. All mated Betas who are immune to Halley's scent, of course.

Halley stirs beside me, blearily batting her eyelashes as she rouses from sleep. The waves of her heat are slowing, and the breaks between growing long enough for her to get restful sleep.

She grumbles and presses her warm face into my arm.

She's heating up again, sweat starting to form on her brow. It'll be a while until she's desperate for a knot, but it's enough to wake her.

"S'time?" she asks with an adorable frown of confusion, and I huff in amusement. There is no way she even knows what day it is, let alone needs to know the time.

"Late," I answer lowly, not wanting to wake the others. They need their rest.

"Go back to sleep, pretty girl."

She rolls onto her side and pouts at me. "Can't."

Ah, when she's like this, it reminds me of the first time she went into O-space. All sleepy, and trusting, and sweet.

I sit upright, splay my legs out, and drag her into my lap. Her back rests against my front, and I band my arm around her waist to hold her close. I lean down and plant a wet kiss against her cheek.

"Mmm," she hums happily, a small smile slipping over her sleepy expression.

Fuck, she's so precious.

"What are you in the mood for, love?" I ask softly in her ear. It's been a chore getting her to eat or drink, but when she's between waves like this, it's easier.