~Malia's POV~ "You like that, baby?" Aiden's voice, low and hungry in a way I'd never once heard it mid-thrust, not even with me. "Deeper. Fuck me like the Alpha you are." Nora's voice, familiar in the worst way. "I want more Aiden. Faster." "As you wish, mate" The word hit harder than anything else in that hallway. The sheets were half on the floor — our sheets, the ones I'd chosen this morning because he liked the color against my skin. Nora was under him, back arched, nails dug into his shoulders, and every sound she made wasn't soft or accidental. It was a claim. Drawn out and shameless, like she wanted the whole packhouse to hear whose name she was saying. And there — just above her collarbone, raw and dark and freshly closed — a mark shaped exactly like the one on mine. Not a hickey. A claiming bite. The same one he'd given me the night we bonded, five years and a lifetime ago. A sound tore out of my throat before I decided to make it. Smaller and uglier than a
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