Noah moved to stand beside me, catching one of my hands in his. Alek stood on the other side, his palm resting on the small of my back. I turned my head slightly, catching Caleb’s searing gaze, knowing it had been on me ever since he tasted my blood. And then I returned my focus back to Kingston. Proud. Regal. Head alphahole himself, Kingston. My mates. All of them. Something clicked in me as I finally let myself admit it. I needed these men. All four of them. I was stronger, faster, more in control—mentally and emotionally—when I was with them. They completed me. I couldn’t choose between
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