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“What about the police?”

I smirked, jerking my cock furiously. The thrill of murdering one person with the promise of getting to do it again made my balls tighten in pleasure. The rush of adrenaline and the scent of Ryder’s fear was the most arousing thing I’d experienced in days.

“You have no idea who works for me and runs in my circle. Don’t embarrass yourself.”

“So that’s it? I have to kill myself, and if I don’t, you’re going to kill me, and I just have to wait around until it happens,” he asked, eyes dropping to my dick as I moaned in pleasure.

“Yes, that’s the plan. Maybe tomorrow, maybe in a year. I’ll enjoy watching you jump every time a shadow passes you on the street, so it could be a while. But make no mistake, Ryder, I will be your ending.”

I groaned in release as my cock spurted all over his face.

Chapter Twenty-Four

Felix

June

If the nurses thought it was strange that I wouldn’t let Bennett out of my bed, they handled it with immense professionalism. I’d never been sick or injured like this before, and while I knew it was normal for omegas to become extra clingy and needy when sick, I was afraid I was taking things to a whole other level.

I had to assume the fresh—unconsummated—mating bond was making things worse.

Or I am just needy as fuck when hurt.

I needed Bennett’s skin against mine more than I needed any of the medicine they were giving me in here. If I could have crawled into his skin with him, I might have considered that. The first time he’d left me to go to the bathroom after I woke up, my stomach had hurt so badly that I’d ended up vomiting over the edge of the bed. Since then, Carissa had left an extra bed pan for Bennett, and I got the pleasure of watching Bennett every time he peed. Even if he spent the whole time shaking his head at me and telling me not to look because he knew it made me want things that my body—allegedly—wasn’t ready for.

Even though my team was pleased with my recovery, Dr. Tanaka had insisted on a psychiatric evaluation, despite my assurances that I hadn’t tried to harm myself. She’d also made me see one of their addiction specialists because of the morphine I’d been given for the first twenty-four hours of my stay—not to mention the recent heroin overdose. Both had cleared me, and the medicine I was still taking was greatly reducing the withdrawal symptoms I was experiencing. I was grateful not to have to experience that in full this time.

My scans were clear, there was no permanent brain damage, and aside from having to hobble around on crutches to compensate for my broken leg, I was in pretty good shape. If all continued to go well, I’d be released tomorrow morning.

The only strange thing was that my nurse, Julia, had completely disappeared. According to Bennett, the last anyone had seen her was when she’d said she was taking Ryder away. According to Wyatt, there was camera footage of them leaving the hospital together but neither of them appeared to be in distress.

So far, I hadn’t had the energy to think too much about how they might be connected.

I’d spoken to Clara on the phone and reassured her that I hadn’t relapsed and that I would explain the whole situation later. Despite knowing that I’d had visitors when I was in a coma, I’d had none other than Bennett since waking up. Wyatt had called Bennett to ask when they could visit and Bennett had growled at him. Wyatt had decided that since alphas were extremely possessive around other alphas after a new bond—especially when that bond hadn’t been consummated—he and Ally would just see me once I was released.

I wouldn’t mind watching Bennett bare his teeth and growl at his family during their visit, but I don’t want to put him through anymore stress than he’s already experienced since my accident.

“Who’s been taking care of Marley and Benny?” I gasped as Bennett tucked away his dick and pushed the bed pan back under the bed. He used the hand sanitizer on the wall, slid back into his spot next to me, and wrapped his arm around me. I fit perfectly in the crook of his arm, and I was pretty sure I could live in that one spot for the rest of my life.

“Oakley,” he said. “Don’t worry. I wouldn’t have sent any alphas to tend to Marley.”

“Are they both doing okay?”

He chuckled and reached for his phone on the tray in front of us. “Here.” He handed it to me and leaned back, resting his head on mine. “She sends photos at every walk.”

“Because you requested them?” I gave him a knowing look.

“I was already worried about you every second, there was no need for me to worry about my dog too.”

“Our dog,” I said, swatting his chest.

“Let’s ask him who he belongs to,” Bennett said.

I laughed and scrolled through the pictures. “He looks happy with her. Maybe we’re both about to lose our dog.”

“I’ll give up my sister before I give up my dog,” Bennett said.

“Yeah right.” I handed the phone back to him. “I can’t wait to go home to our room. I feel like I’ve been in this hospital bed for a year.”