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Speaking of incompatible, I wasn’t a fan of the way the redhead was currently eyeing my boyfriend.
Being able to turn into balloon animals at will wasn’t much of a superpower, all told, but it saved us a great deal on rent.
Was it hot in here? It felt hot in here.
“You think I’m hot, do you?” His smile was the kind of predatory that made it hard to stand still.
“You are annoying, persistent, and beautiful. I see what Seb sees in you.”
“Shhh…easy. I’m going to take care of you.”
“Come for me, sweet little flower, let me taste you. It’ll make it easier to take me.”
“Poppy, you’re safe, but we really need to talk.” He tilted his hips and nodded downwards, where his entire pelvic region–still locked into my own–had gone a deep royal purple.
And translucent. I screamed.
I looked at Poppy–she was probably scared out of her mind. Bites like that told me Keane had knotted her, which could only mean one thing. She was an actual tulpamancer, an omega to our alpha natures.
And, more importantly, she was now mated, however unintentionally, to Keane.
