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“This is him?” The ice alpha asks curiously. He brushes his white-blond hair behind his ears and cocks his head to the side.

He’s gorgeous enough to make me want to stumble in his direction just so I can look at him better.

“Our other omega,” the dark-haired one says with a smile that has all the wildness that calls to my own soul.

“I’m not a fucking omega!” I wheeze.

“What?” Luna whispers.

Selene picks up a frying pan and swings at him. He ducks away from it, laughing and captures her again. Are these people insane?

“Don’t be like that.”

“You can’t just claim omegas every time you see one,” she howls. “Get out! Get out! Get out!”

Selene looks like she’s really losing it, and I hate this for her.

“We didn’t claim you.”

The words are out before he can stop and think about them, but maybe because I’m an outsider, maybe because she’s been all I can think about, I see the absolute agony on her face before she hides it.

“Thank god for that. There’s justice and mercy in the world. I can’t imagine a worse fate than being chained to you,” she sneers, “for the rest of my life.”

She glances around at us and then looks at Luna.

“If you want him, have him. I’m going to work.”

“Selene, wait, talk to me,” Luna sobs. I feel a healthy dose of guilt for the pain I’ve caused her, and no matter what I might have with the others, my first explanations and conversation need to be with Lu.

Selene ignores all of us, grabbing up her bag and rushing out of the house. I want more than anything to follow her. To explain, but Luna needs me more.

We weren’t seeing each other. I did nothing wrong.

So, why do I feel so guilty?

I didn’t cheat. I wince. Not with Selene,at least.

“Luna, I’m really sorry.”

“Don’t! Just leave me alone.”

Mael glances at the others, and, as one, they move towards me.

“We live across the street. When you are done, come and see us. Nothing but talking.”

I swallow hard and dip my chin. “What’s your name?”

“Mael Morrow.” My Deimos. His name is Mael.

The blond angel approaches and smiles slightly. “Edric Graves.”

“Kingston Noctis.” The wild one.

I draw in a shuddering breath and dip my head. “I’ll be there.”

“Good.” Mael sighs. “Who wants to go after crazy girl?”

“I’ve got her,” Edric says with a grin.