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Landon greets Tammy with a hug and presents her with a bouquet of azaleas and pink roses. She grins and kisses him on the cheek, and my stomach flips.
She’s already treating them like her sons.
River goes to April and hands her a dark bottle.
“I heard you like whiskey,” he says to her, and she raises an eyebrow.
River is convinced April doesn’t like him, and it’s almost comedic the way he keeps trying to win her over.
“She’s basically your sister,” he had told me. “I need her to like me.”
April looks over at me. “This is like, a two-hundred-dollar bottle of alcohol.”
River shrugs. “Yeah, well, it’s good shit.”
“You know you literally saved my life, right?” April asks, amused. “And even if you didn’t, you treat Skylar the way she deserves to be treated. So, you’re fine in my book.”
River scoffs. “I know that,” he insists, his face flushing. “I’m just trying to be nice, okay?”
“Ah,” Landon says. “Yes, the you ‘trying to be nice’ phenomenon.”
I shoot Landon a look and he raises his hands in apology. April notices the exchange and shrugs. “Look, I’m never going to say no to whiskey,” she says. “Especially if I don’t have to pay for it.”
River’s shoulders sag with relief, and I smile.
“Do you need help in the kitchen?” Vincent asks Tammy, who nods.
“Sure. You want to chop up some garlic for me?”
April turns to me. “How are they so whipped already?” she asks me quietly, as I take the whiskey bottle from her.
My eyes widen as I recognize the label. River really did go all out for this.
“Honestly? I don’t know,” I reply, as my Alphas follow Tammy into the kitchen. “I really don’t.”
I toy with the ring on my finger, and she notices. “I’m truly happy for you,” she says. “I mean it. I’ve never seen you like this.”
“What, hungry and riddled with trauma?”
She narrows her eyes. “No, you dork. At peace. Dare I say happy.”
I hear the chatter from the kitchen. River and Vincent are bickering about garlic, while Landon gives them a lecture on the difference between saffron and paprika.
Tammy’s laughter echoes into the living room.
I look at my best friend, who I never thought I would see again. I see her strength, even though she’s been through absolute hell.
We’re still healing. It won’t be easy, but I know in my heart April and I will get through this.
We both survived.
I think of the pack that saved my life in more ways than one.
How they’re teaching me what it’s like to be truly loved and cherished.
I feel our mating bond in my heart, their scents swirling around me to make me complete.
“You could say happy. I think that would accurately describe it,” I say.
April smiles.
