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EVENTUALLY, CALIX AND I end up sitting at the kitchen table. I curl up in his lap with his perfect, huge knot snugly settled inside my pussy, and he licks my bite.

Every time he licks me there, I feel it in my clit and my nipples, little tingles. I had an orgasm that seemed like it lasted for hours. But it couldn’t have.

I don’t know how long we’ve been out here like this, though.

I just know I’m bitten and he’s mine, really mine, and everything’s wonderful now.

I’m not coming now, not anymore, except it almost feels like I’m living in an orgasm, like that crest of goodness is just roaring through me all the time, and it’s overwhelmingly pleasant.

Occasionally, one of his big, strong alpha hands will roam over my body, possessive and warm and comforting. He’ll rub a hand over my hip or my thigh or my waist. Sometimes he settles a hand over one of my breasts.

During this, we don’t talk, just make little humming noises to each other.

I have this odd sensation, like we have one body. Like his body is mine and my body is his and we’re just part of each other now.

Sometimes, he communicates with me without talking, but it’s not words, and it’s not images or anything. It’s a rush of a feeling. He’ll nudge it into me, and I feel it wash through me. It’s his love for me, and it is also wonderful. I can nudge him back, push my love into him.

Every time we do that, we both hum again, in time together.

It’s perfect.

Until I hear someone on the steps.

We both go on high alert, sitting up straight, as we make sense of that together, and we both know what that means.

There is only one person in the basement.

We get up, together, but he’s taller than me, and I can’t stand up with him knotted in me, so I have to bend over. It’s awkward.

He tries to pull me upright, but it just doesn’t work, and then the basement door opens and she staggers out, peeling duct tape off of her mouth.

Dr. Acker’s wrists are bleeding, and the places where the tape was on her face are red and angry. She tears it entirely free and she balls it up in one hand and bares her teeth as she glares at us.

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“KNIGHT!” I YELL , summoning him out of instinct, even though he was useless against her last night. Some part of me is sure he’s better than Striker or Arrow, however.

Frustratingly, my tending instinct won’t let up, and I nudge my mouth down to lick at Lotus’s neck, trying like all hell to get my body to understand that I need my knot to go down so that I can extricate myself from my omega’s body and solve this problem.

Dr. Acker looks us up and down. Lotus is naked. My pants are around my ankles. We’re stuck together. She sneers and turns away, going for the door to the cabin.

Lotus and I move together, of one mind, to stop this woman, and if she weren’t so much shorter than me, I feel as if it would work.

But we trip over Lotus’s legs—or my pants—or I don’t know. We go down on the floor, a tangle of limbs and then we struggle to stand back up again. Why won’t my stupid knot go down?

Luckily, Knight is coming out of the bedroom, but he’s entirely naked. He sees Dr. Acker and stops in startled surprise.

She makes a break for the door.

He runs after her, seizing her by the back of the neck and yanking her back.

She lets out a cry of frustration.

“How did she get untied?” says Knight.

“I think she wriggled free,” says Lotus. “Her wrists look rubbed raw.”

Knight turns, pulling Dr. Acker with him, and takes the two of us in. “You guys, uh, yeah.”

“Just… tie her back up,” says Lotus.

“No,” says Dr. Acker. Desperately, she thrusts out a hand and grabs Knight’s penis. She rubs it, and her voice goes soft. “No, no, Knight, my good boy, my good hound, you don’t want to tie me up.”

Knight’s eyes go cloudy for a minute.

“Fight it,” cries Lotus.

Dr. Acker starts jacking off Knight in earnest, and he gets an erection almost immediately. “That’s right,” she whispers to him. “That’s just right, isn’t it, Knight? You know if you’re a very good boy, you get a reward.”

Knight wrenches her hand off of him, but he also lets go of her.

She stumbles backward, sprawling out on the floor on her backside.

Knight advances on her, hard cock first. He kicks her.

She squeals, but she manages to speak in that soft, seductive voice anyway. “Shh, it’s okay, my big boy. It’s okay.”

And Knight falters, just like when he tried to kill her last night, just like when she stopped him before.

Dr. Acker scrambles to her feet, brushing at herself, wide-eyed. She licks her lips and her gaze goes elsewhere.

I realize that Striker and Arrow are coming out of the bedroom. Arrow’s naked too, and I notice he’s got a bite mark on his neck. When did that happen? Who did that?

“Stay, boys,” says Dr. Acker. “Stay.” She starts for the door again.

They are all rooted to the spot.

“Knight!” I scream.

He looks at me.

“There’s an omega,” breathes Dr. Acker, pointing at Lotus. “You know what you’re supposed to do when you scent out an omega, don’t you, my good boys? You know exactly what to do.”

And all three of them lunge at us.

I panic, turning my back, wrapping my arms around Lotus, protecting her with my girth and my body, and our three mates tackle us.

Distantly, I hear the door open. Dr. Acker is free.

I do my best to protect Lotus from the impact as we all go down under the weight of the other three alphas, who are growling and making dog-like noises as they try to tear through my body to get to Lotus.

I don’t know what to do, and I just curl around her, wanting to keep her safe as they try to wrench me off her.

Lotus and I move, like we are one person.

We crawl together, and I know what she’s going for.

It’s in the bedroom, with the few meager possessions my mates brought with them, not that they’d managed to gather much when they went on the run from the facility.

They have clothes, and some stacks of cash that they got from various places that Knight had stashed his ill-gotten gains from being a mafia hitman, and…

The stun gun.

As we crawl, our mates pummel and scratch and howl at us.

But we make it, and she gets the stun gun and she puts it into Arrow, and this knocks out him and Knight, who both fall backwards. Then I take it from her and stun Striker, who shrieks and retreats.

My knot goes down.

I pull free of her, stand up and glower down at them holding the stun gun.

They grunt and gaze up at us.

lotus

I’M YANKING ON my clothes, shouting at Striker and Knight. “You cannot go after her, because she’ll trigger you again!”

“But what are you two going to do against her?” growls Knight.

Calix is already dressed, but he just had to pull up his scrubs.

“I don’t know, stun her, I guess,” I say, checking to see if Calix still has it.

He brandishes it, his expression grim.

I stalk to the open door and go out into the night. This woman could not have gotten far.

Calix and I don’t have to talk about which way to go, we just decide together. We walk over the yard, down to the dirt road and look this way and that way.

There’s no sign of her, just the outlines of the trailers and shacks that make up the compound.

“She would remember being brought here,” Calix says. “She’d go for the main road.”

“Right,” I say and we take off together in that direction.

We run, and Calix has longer legs than me, and he gets ahead of me, and I can feel him wanting to slow down and wait and I yell, “Just go. Just find her. Catch her.”

So, he speeds up and leaves me behind, and I run behind him until the darkness swallows him up.

Soon enough, I come to the main house, which was where we met the Vasilissa of this extended pack, Penelope. There are lights on there, and I see figures in the front lawn.

I hurry in that direction to find Penelope with a shot gun.

Dr. Acker is on her knees in front of the woman, tears streaming down her face, as Penelope points the barrel at the back of the doctor’s head.

Calix stands to one side, his head bowed, saying and doing nothing.

I skid to a stop.

“You haven’t been here a full two days and we’re having issues, omega,” says Penelope to me.

“I’m…” I’m out of breath. I pant, bending over and trying to speak. “Sorry.” Another long pause, and then I remember the term of respect I’m supposed to use for her. “Kyra.”

Penelope chuckles wryly. “You said you were going to kill her.”

“We are,” I say. “But…” I’m still wheezing.

Penelope chuckles again. “Catch your breath.” She shakes her head at me. “You’re the sorriest excuse for an omega I’ve ever seen in my life, do you know that?”

Out here, in the Polloi, omegas are in charge, I guess. She told me before that I was too demure or something. I’m annoyed. But mostly, I’m grateful that she stopped Dr. Acker. If the doctor had gotten away, gotten to the authorities, everything could have gone wrong.

Time passes as I struggle to get my breathing under control.

Penelope just eyes me.

Dr. Acker is sobbing, quietly, but now and again, I can hear her breath hitching. I have to admit, as much as I don’t like this woman, that doesn’t make it easy. I wish she wasn’t crying .

“Better?” says Penelope.

I’m still a little out of breath, but I nod. “Yeah, I’m better now.” I lick my lips. “We were distracted. Trying to get bites. We weren’t keeping as close an eye on her as we should and she got free.”

“Got past all four of your alphas, huh?” says Penelope. “Now, I am of the opinion that an alpha is only as good as the omega who he obeys, but alphas should instinctively protect, at least you, omega. I thought you were a scent match .”

“She has ways of getting to them,” I say. “Psychological triggers. She brainwashed them. It’s… never mind.” I nod at Calix. “He’s not affected, but the others are, and we were… distracted.” I finger the bite mark on the back of my neck.

Calix sucks in a sharp breath as I touch it, and I know he feels me the way I feel him.