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“Oh fuck off,” Korvin grunts as he drops my hand and pushes his fingers back through his hair before stomping toward the couch. “I was trying to be helpful and you turned it into something it never was.”

“Don’t be mad, Vin.” I kiss Calix’s shoulder then move forward, wrapping my arms around my alpha’s waist as I rest my chin on his chest and look up at him. “We don’t, if it makes you feel any better.”

He huffs in my face before hugging me back. “A little.”

Rubbing my face against him, I smile despite the impending doom sitting in my gut like a stone.

“I’m not against it, though. Like, if things were a bit different and we were together all the time.

Sharing a nest with Isaak wouldn’t stress me out, and it would be a way to feel closer to him.

” Vin tenses but I don’t let him go. “But if that were the case, I’d also want you in there.

You and Calix and Des. I might want my own space for when I’m pissed at one of you, but if we shared one, it wouldn’t be exclusive to me and Isaak. ”

“It’s kind of like she loves us or something” Calix says, the smile in his voice obvious.

I giggle as Vin rolls his eyes again, tightening his hold as he looks at our beta over my head.

“Or something.“ Then he sighs. “There’s only so much we can do for you from in here and it drives me fucking crazy over how restrictive that is. I just want to be able to take care of you, of my pack, and I can’t fucking do that from a lockdown unit.”

How wrong he is.

I know it’s not the same, our situation is definitely different from most, but I wish I could make Korvin see how he really does take care of us even if he thinks he doesn’t.

He and Des both. Their instincts are so strong but the fact that they don’t see how well they care for not only me and Isaak but Calix, too, isn’t surprising.

They want to be able to spoil us, to provide for us, to protect us at all times the way they probably saw others do before they were arrested.

I love them even more for it but my alphas do all of those things in different ways, and I think they mean more to me because of it.

Sliding my hands up his body, I push up on my toes so I can wrap my arms around his neck then jut my chin out for a kiss. One Vin immediately gives me.

“You aren’t going to want to hear it but you being outside that door just now?

You and Calix were looking for me, I don’t have to ask to know that’s what you were doing, and being there when I launched myself into the hall on the verge of a panic attack was one of the many ways you take care of me. ”

“It’s inconsistent,” he grunts against my lips. “I can’t do it all the time.”

“But the fact that you do it at all means more to me than you realize.”

Korvin rubs his nose on my cheek before he kisses me again. “It’s not enough.”

With a sigh, I grab the sides of his face and squish his cheeks. “You are so goddamn stubborn.” He arches a brow and I giggle. “Okay, fine, it’s a shared pack trait but you win first place in the who’s more bullheaded competition.”

“I second that,” Calix says, smiling wide as I turn to look at him over my shoulder. “But I’d probably come in last so who am I to say?”

Twisting around so my back is to Korvin’s front, I crook a finger in my beta’s direction and grin when he comes to me immediately.

“One of my favorite things about you is how you don’t put up a fight unless you need to.” I grab the front of his jumpsuit and tug him toward us, pulling until he has no choice but to stand flush against me. “That’s why you’re my sweet, beautiful, good boy, isn’t it?”

He nods with a groan as his lips crash into mine, Calix melting from those words alone but when Korvin’s switch flips, it sets off a bomb.

“Such a good fucking boy, Calix,” he growls, his cock hardening between my asscheeks as he pulls us closer.

My beta’s cock is like stone against my belly, his kisses turning from needy to possessive in the blink of an eye.

Yes, this.

This is what I need right now. To be close to them, to be claimed by my alpha and beta while I wait for the chance to have my entire pack at once.

I need to be reminded of how much love there is between us now, that way whenever the Dean decides to show up and rip me to shreds, I have that love as protection.

Facing my father alone is something I’ve never been good at, but it’s better than having an audience.

Not that he lets many people see how he really treats the heir to his throne, but my mother has played the part of an accidental audience and on the rare occasion he lit into me before he got all the way in the house, she was more than enough.

I’m definitely two for two in the horrible parents playoffs.

Maybe that’s why the universe or whoever is in charge gave me four mates.

To make up for giving me shit in terms of people I share genetics with.

I’m sure the all seeing earth mother or universal vibe running the show doesn’t have the wherewithal to make up for their mistakes.

If there is a supreme being pulling the strings, I doubt it has even the tiniest shred of guilt over the hands we mortals are dealt, but I won’t put too much thought into it.

No questions from this girl. Not when I got as lucky as I did, despite the circumstances the luck was delivered into.

Even though I’m going to have to deal with the Dean and his bullshit solo, and will most likely have a panic attack immediately following it, I’m going to draw strength from our bonds to help me get through it.

Strength and courage. I know I’ll need both today and that’s why I need my pack now. They make me stronger, braver, and their love has changed my entire view of the world.

Evie would say it’s because good dick solves everyone’s problems and part of that wouldn’t be wrong. Good dick definitely solved a few of mine, but it isn’t about that. Not entirely.

Finding my mates and bonding with them renewed my drive and purpose, it gave me a new path to follow, and a new goal to work toward. Things feel less hopeless now that I have them, and that’s something else I need to hold close when the shit storm hits.

“I love you,” I say between kisses, Calix’s perfect lips curling into a smile when I do. “So much more than I can explain.”

With a sense of urgency thrumming through me, I open his jumpsuit and shove it to the floor, quickly turning to do the same to Korvin before I shove him down onto the couch.

“Would you look at this,” he grunts, grinning up at me as he fists his cock at the base. “I think we have a bossy omega on our hands, Calix.”

I turn to face our beta, kissing him sweetly before I say with a touch of dominance in my voice, “Be a good boy and get on your knees for me.”

He does, kneeling quickly without an ounce of hesitation.

A thrill races through me as my beta clearly waits for his next order, the eagerness he feels shining in those deep brown eyes as he holds his breath.

As much as I love this, being the one with a little control for a change, I don’t know what I want to happen next.

I mean, I do. I want my alpha and beta to make love to me so I forget every horrible scenario I’ve conjured in my mind.

I want them to become my sole focus and help ground me, to bring me back to what really matters so I can walk through hell with that in the forefront of my mind then come through unscathed on the other side.

That’s not exactly what Calix is waiting for me to say, though. And since I’m still at a bit of a loss, I need to put the ball back in his court while I figure it out.

I finger a few silky strands of the chocolate brown hair hanging in his face then push them back behind his ear, caressing his cheek as I ask, “What do you want to do to your omega right now?”

Calix’s eyes shift between mine as he flattens his palms against his thighs. “Whatever you want me to do.”

Always so eager to please. It’s that mentality that’s made pleasing our beta that much more rewarding but I think this is just his nature. No matter what he went through, he would have wanted to make people happy, especially the people he loves.

Calix really is the sweetest man I’ve ever met. He just so happens to also be the sweetest pyromaniac I’ve ever met, and I wouldn’t change him one bit.

His fingers flex against his thighs in anticipation, his cock so hard it’s nearly touching his stomach while a constant stream of precum leaks from the swollen tip.

Calix is itching to touch me, to please me, but I need him to be direct because my thoughts are getting cloudy and trying to steer me back to where I don’t want to be.

I stroke his cheek again, smiling when my beta leans into my touch before I move to my mate mark on his neck and apparently that’s all it took for me to convey what I need from him.

Scooting forward on his knees, Calix slides his hands up my calves, pushing my skirt up as he goes and when he gets to my hips, he grabs the top of my panties and pulls them to my ankles.

He reverently lifts one foot at a time to take my underwear off, propping my booted foot on his thigh while he brings the cotton to his nose.

Calix inhales deeply as he stares at me, his eye contact so intense I can’t help the way I perfume and just as I hear a growl from behind me, he tosses my panties at Korvin.

He gives me a wicked grin as he begins kissing a trail up my leg, starting with my calf and moving toward me until I can feel his breath on my core.

“You say I’m sweet,” Calix says as his eyes slide closed for a moment.

“But I think you are so much sweeter, Maggie.” Those dark brown orbs flip open, pulling me into their depths and I watch my beta bury his face between my thighs and lick me from bottom to top, sucking on my clit before he nods. “So damn sweet.”

Well, the fog has lifted. One swipe of his tongue and I know exactly what I want.