Page 73 of Hide or Die

But I shook my head. “There’s no ‘me’ here, Kam. There’s only ‘us.’”

“You’ve got that right, sweet thing,” Flynn said. “It’s both or neither. Ginger tea, you’re gonna say yes and let me see if I can rock your world—beta butchers or no.”

Kam froze. “I don’t think...”

I caught his gaze, squeezing his hand hard. “We’ve tried it with bottled alpha pheromones,odama,” I said. “We haven’t tried it with the real thing. Not combined with my heat pheromones.”

His lips parted as though he might say something, but no words came out.

“Hmm. That sounded an awful lot like ayes, Leona,” Flynn said, with a hint of smugness.

I paused, holding my breath.

I could have this.

I could give Kam what he wanted—let the alphas see if they could make him feel good in a way that I couldn’t. Not on my own, anyway.

I could experience heat as an omega was meant to, without the worries of public discovery or pregnancy.

Wecould do this. There was nothing left to stop us. And afterward, we could step away, with no long-term consequences.

“Yes,” I said, hardly able to believe it, even as the word left my mouth. “Yes... let’s do it. Let’s spend my heat here in this house.Together.”

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