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But while the news of Eddie's role in the siege renews Steve's determination to flee, it does nothing to change how his body responds to the alpha nor diminishes any desire for his touch. The next two days follow similar routine; they ride through the sun dappled woods for hours, stopping at least

once to ostensibly water and feed the horses and let the pack rest but really so that Eddie can drag him far enough away to satiate the thrumming need under his hot skin. With his mouth, with his fingers, his fist, his swell when Steve convinced him to join properly. The pack whistled and laughed

when they scrambled back, complaining half-heartedly about delay and whole-heartedly when Eddie spent even more precious time removing all of the small leaves and pine needles from Steve's hair. The pack had mostly recovered from their shock and slowly began to treat him and Robin as one of them.