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Shane was trying not to move, didn't want to alert his alpha.
He could the way his body moving, his body was changing.
"Is there something wrong, Hollander?" Ilya asked, his eyes closed, feeling the omega fidgeting his legs.
"I'm sleeping."
"Right, and I'm the pregnant one." Ilya said, chuckling as he opened his eyes.
Shane laughs.
"I'm sorry if I woke up, Alpha Rozy."
"Don't be, your scent is amazing, sweeter than last night night." Ilya said with a grin, kissing his omega who lay on his back.