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And somehow, I have to stay true to my word.
No matter what it takes.
* * *
She’s still sleeping when I slip out of her, her breathing deep and even. Her skin isn’t as flushed, and her scent has softened.
It was an intense Heat, but it seems as though it’s already fading.
The Alpha in me wants more, though.
More than just knotting her.
I dress, pulling up my jeans and buttoning up my shirt before heading out of the bedroom to find her food for when she wakes up.
It seems River was on the same page, too.
He’s fully dressed and standing at her stove, making what looks like a complicated omelet. Neatly chopped peppers, mushrooms, and a cylinder of goat cheese sits on a cutting board, and he gently works the eggs in the pan.
“I didn’t know you knew how to cook,” I observe as he turns to me. “Since you never eat, I thought all you would know how to make was toast.”
“Fuck off,” he mutters, but there’s no malice to it. “Vincent taught me. Said I needed to learn some basic recipes like a normal human being.”
I pause at Vincent’s name. The fact that River even brought it up is a huge deal after everything that happened. “He agreed to assist us,” I say, watching as River flips the omelet. He does a decent job for someone who thrives on coffee and cigarettes.
“Good, because we fucking need him,” he growls, placing the omelet on a plate. “He can work when we can’t.”
“So, you’re suddenly okay with him helping?” I ask curiously.
He sighs, turns off the burner, and turns fully towards me. “I want what’s best for Skylar, and I want to find her friend. If Vincent can help, so be it.”
I nod. “I agree.”
He grunts in reply.
It seems our truce only revolves around Skylar. Any other time, River’s back to being an asshole.
But that’s fine. We both care for Skylar, and that will have to be enough.
“By the way, you’re meeting with Vincent on Wednesday,” I add. “That’s the only day he agreed to, and I have a meeting with a police chief.”
“Absolutely fucking not,” he growls, turning to me. “I have nothing to say to that prick—”
“He has better connections than we do. And he’s still willing to use them for us.”
River opens his mouth to argue, but we hear whimpers from the bedroom.
Conversation dropped, we both head back to Skylar.
26
SKYLAR
My Heat only lasts the weekend, but it’s the most powerful one I’ve ever had, possibly due to not having one for more than a year.
My limbs are weak and fatigue wracks my body, but I still feel a thousand times better than I did before.
I nap most of Sunday away, occasionally waking up to either Landon or River spooning me. They take turns holding me, feeding me, and doting on me.
