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Welp, maybe instead he’d take the bait and fight back.

The rest of the pack whipped their heads towards me and Cam snarled. “You didwhat?”

“It was consensual!” I yelled back. “Spanking, that’s it! She likes it!”

Cam was about to leap over the table when Nolan barked, “That’s enough!”

My chest was heaving, and I narrowed my eyes. The last person I wanted to speak to was Nolan. “What the hell do you have to say, hm?”

“Look,” he started, pushing his hair out of his face. “I know I have a lot to make up for right now, but can we please keep it together for Marlowe’s sake? Besides, how have you not all realized that she is different with each of us?”

I grumbled, picking at the label on my beer bottle again. “What the fuck doesthatmean?”

“It means she’s an absolute natural as an omega,” Archer responded for him. “She can easily figure out what we need, and if or how she wants to provide that for us. With Cam it’s all PDA and sweetness, with you she’s a willing sub, with me…” he stopped, his cheeks turning red.

“You guys read history textbooks?” I joked.

Cam smirked. “They do kinky-ass role play.”

My eyes widened in shock as a brief look of embarrassment crossed Archer’s features. “She told you, huh?” he chuckled uncomfortably.

Cam shrugged. “She hinted at it, and then I found the costumes.”

“Costumes?” I asked. “Wait… likesexycostumes? I want that version of Marlowe, too.”

Julian raised his hand. “Yeah, sign me up. Do you think she’d pretend to be a teacher or a librarian? Fuck, that would be so hot.”

Archer blinked, then rubbed his eyes with the heels of hispalms and sighed. “Okay, I think that’s enough for today. I’m going to bed, while my sheets still smell like her.”

Camden stood up and stretched. “Good call.”

Everyone left the table aside from me and Nolan, but I couldn’t really stand to be in his presence any longer. I chugged the rest of my drink, slipped off my clothes, and shifted as I ran out the back door.

23

MARLOWE

“Never have I ever slept with five guys at once!” Samantha screamed with a laugh, her cheeks pink from alcohol and enthusiasm.

Linda had invited her best friends—two betas, Samantha and Beth, and another alpha, Diana—over to stay with the two of us while we waited until the Rite.

“Oh, come on,” I whined, my head already woozy. “I feel like these are intentionally for me.”

“Wow, she’s a quick one,” Beth commented with a sly smile on her face.

I growled and took another sip, and the females all cooed in response.

“Seriously, you sound like a kitten,” Linda said, reaching over to pinch my cheek. “I just want to hold you on my lap and pet you.”

The other females nodded in agreement.

“Don’t worry, it’s not sexual,” Diana added.

“Okay,” I said, holding my hand up. “You know saying it like that makes me think it very muchissexual.”

The room erupted into more laughs.

As much as I missed my pack, getting to hang out with only females was the breath of fresh air I had desperately needed. I didn’t have to balance my attention, no one was on the verge of punching anyone, and private parts were getting some much-needed rest.