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“Make sure to lock the door after me,” I remind him, enjoying the way he scrambles up to do as I say.

Once he’s at the door in front of me, I give in to one more kiss before staggering away to leave.

“Bye,” he says, breathing heavily, his eyes glazed over with lust.

“Bye. Close the door to keep the scent in,” I tease him. There’s no one around, it’s just us now on his floor.

The click of the door feels like a promise as he closes it, the lock being thrown makes me grin wildly. He has no idea what he is agreeing to, but I know he’ll love every moment.

Game fucking on.

CHAPTERTWELVE

CAMDEN

Istand there, staring at the closed door for a little while after Lee leaves. I’m kind of in shock, stunned in awe?

What the fuck is going on and how the hell is this my life?

How did I go from fearing this pack and doing whatever I could in my power to avoid them to getting this giddy excited feeling for what's to come?

So much has happened over the past twenty four hours, and I’m not sure how to handle it.

Brooks killed someone. Because they hurt me. I’ve never had someone care enough about me to do something like that before.

I’m terrified of the fact that these men are killers. I already knew that, knew what they were capable of. But this is more real now.

Then again, a part of me wants to puff my chest out at the fact my alpha took someone’s life for daring to touch me.

Only he had no idea he’s my alpha, so why did he do it?

Why have they gone from wanting to bring me down, to wanting me to be theirs?

Closing my eyes, I take a deep breath and groan. My room smells like sex, my perfume and Lee. Cotton candy with chamomile and cinnamon is an interesting combination, but I’m not hating it.

If anything it has my cock growing hard again.

Flopping down on my bed, I roll over and grin into my pillow, thinking about what happened between me and Lee just now.

I liked it. No, I loved it. His hands on my body felt like I was on fire in the best way. The way his hand felt wrapped around my cock was heaven. I’ve never come so hard in my life. I want more. So much more.

Not just from him, but from his alphas. My alphas? Fuck, I don’t even know.

Groaning, I bury my face deeper into the pillow.

What the fuck do I do now? Do I just let them in after everything they’ve done? Are we really going to act like the past month or so didn’t happen?

They’ve fucked with me so much to the point, I tried to kill myself.

Okay, that's a lie. They weren't the reason. My mind was already a mess, they were just fuel added to the already burning fire.

It was the fact I couldn’t accept that I liked how they treated me, no matter how fucked up it was. The news of having your enemies as your alphas wasn’t what I needed on top of everything else.

Now, things seem to be different. They know I’m not out to hurt them, that I don’t want anything to do with my father. So, are they even the enemy? Were they ever?

My fathers, sure. But mine?

No. They’re not.