“It’s just a formality.” Reynolds threw those words in Eliot’s face on their wedding day, leaving him behind to greet his comrade. Four years of lies, another Alpha’s scent on Reynolds’ skin.Eliot didn’t cry. He ripped off his ring, threw it at Reynolds’ feet, and walked into the hall across.Vaughn had been waiting there for four years. White roses. Starlight lamps. A ring he’d kept since they were kids. He spent four years climbing four ranks just to rewrite the law that locked Omegas out of the mech bay. He never told Eliot. He just pried the door open and waited.