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I head to the door and open it, finding an entire roll-away food cart with different covered plates. A wicker basket is on the floor next to it, full of toiletries and self-care items.

And next to that is a giant mustached cat, looking up at me expectantly.

“Mrow.”

“Sorry, buddy, I can’t let you in right now,” I tell him, giving him a quick rub on the head. He closes his green eyes in bliss. “Come back later.”

I grab the basket with one hand and push the food cart in with the other, closing the door behind me.

Devyn stirs awake, sighs, and sits up in bed. The blankets fall off her, and she gives me a sleepy, loopy smile. “Hi,” she purrs, watching as I move the food tray to the foot of the bed. “I’m hungry.”

I quirk my lip. “I’m aware,” I say, uncovering one plate to reveal a plethora of cheeses, fruits, crackers, and meats. Fresh-baked bread is under the second plate, and the aroma makes my mouth water. “There’s a ton of food here, Dev. You’ve got to eat before your Heat goes into overdrive again.”

She doesn’t need to be told twice. Naked, she scoots to the edge of the bed, and I sit next to her.

“You’re dressed again,” she huffs, nuzzling into me.

I chuckle. “Just my pants. My shirt is still off.”

“You should be naked all the time,” she declares. “You putting on clothes is a disservice to my eyes.”

I burst out laughing as I reach for a piece of bread. “Is that so? Babe, I’m literally eating. What if I spill food on my dick?”

She gives me a wicked grin and raises her eyebrows. “What if you do?”

I love this girl.

Devyn brings an energy and passion to my life that I’ve never had before. I’ve been fine with my life, sure. I thought I was happy before.

But Devyn…she’s goodness, light, and brilliance.

Devyn makes my world better.

The day I met her, I knew she was special. Her friend had gone missing, and I had helped organize a search party. That same day she gave me a five-minute monologue about how macadamia milk was much better than the two-percent milk I put in my coffee.

I didn’t ask her out then. The timing would have been wrong for many reasons. I thought she would say no because I’m a Beta. I had never considered an Omega before, but with Devyn, I justknew.

I was lucky enough to be her friend first. To be her partner is an honor.

She’s my ball of light. My beautiful, chaotic, stubborn girl.

“Stop staring at me,” she says, shoving a piece of bread into her mouth. “You’re being weird.”

But her eyes sparkle, and I know she loves the attention.

“I love you,” I tell her, and she smiles around the mouthful of bread.

After she devours more than half of the food, I run her a bath and dig through the basket that Harper dropped off for us. It was part of the Heat package that the inn offers, which includes a generous supply of blankets for nesting, unlimited laundry services, and twenty-four-hour food.

In the basket, I find a jar of a bath soak, which I pour into the tub. But before I can look through the rest, Devyn grabs it from me and digs through it herself.

“Oh, my god!” she cries. “There’s a stuffed Wilson in here!”

She holds out a plush cat, almost identical to the resident feline at the inn. She places it aside and pulls out a small, dark bag. “Oh, it’s a sample of coffee! It’s from…oh…”

Her face flushes, and I look at the label.

Con Coffee.