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My trembling fingers pull the ring from the chain. “I’ve worn this every day for the last seven years. Since the day we realized you’d left, Sylvie. Its always hung over my heart, waiting for you to come back and claim it.”
She’s watching me with wide watery eyes, her fingers pressed over her lips. “The others are going to kill me for doing this without them, but I don’t want to wait. I want you to know right now that the promise we made eight years ago when we gave you this ring? They’re still alive and well today.” I thump my hand over my heart before reaching for her hand, pulling it from her mouth and positioning the knotted heart at the tip of her ring finger.
“We promise to love you, cherish you, and take care of you for the rest of our days. To stand by your side as your support and in front of you as your shield. We promise to worship every inch of you. We promise to bite you, bond you. Mate you. We promise to make you ours. We’re already yours.”
I glance up at her and wait. After a moment, she gives a shaky nod and I slide the ring on her finger. My lips press into it the same moment it slots into place, caressing her soft skin, the metal already warm from my body heat. My heart feels lighter than it has in ages. The ring is right where it’s supposed to be.
And so am I.
Rule 24: Don’t drool when you see their pack house, do celebrate with orgasms
I should have known that their pack house would be perfect. Of course it would be.
After Ford’s confession we curled up on the couch chatting quietly, arms around each other, getting to know each other all over again, until Ford’s phone blew up with the number of messages he was getting from his pack.
He’d sighed and tucked the device away before pulling me to my feet. “Come on, if we don’t go to them, they’ll come here.”
That doesn’t sound all that bad, honestly.
I’m reluctant to leave this little slice of heaven, my place of peace as a teenager. The last place we were all together and happy before it all went to shit.
It looks exactly as I remember. With the addition of the photos on the mantle.
Like he can sense my hesitation, Ford tucks a strand of hair behind my ear. “If it felt small when we were teenagers, it’ll feel even tinier with all five fully grown men here. Trust me. It’s not going anywhere. We can come back, but it’ll get real claustrophobic real fast.”
“I’m an omega,” I grumble. “I like claustrophobic small spaces, remember?”
But I let him pull me out the door and onto the well-worn path that didn’t exist before. It’s clear that they’ve made their way to our little cabin so many times over the years. I wonder just how many. Did they think about me every time that they did? Did they go there to mourn me? Or to think about me fondly?
I could ask. It’s on the tip of my tongue, but then I realize it doesn’t really matter. They’ve shown me that this place—our place—is important to them by buying the land around it, by choosing this spot to build their life.
We approach the pack house from the back, winding through the maintained yard, with sweet flowers and foliage bordering the path. The windows are lit up, sending a glow over the yard.
Ford keeps me tucked under his arm the entire walk.
I can’t make out much as we walk up beyond that the structure is big and white. There’s a deck with padded furniture and an outdoor kitchen that I’m sure they make use of during the summer.
“No swimming pool?” I ask, only halfway joking.
“It’s in the basement,” Ford replies. “Along with the gym and the sauna. A hot tub too.”
I look over at him and snort. “Of course, you have a pool in the basement.”
He grins at me cheekily, and my throat closes up. It’s been years since Ford smiled at me like that. He’s not really one for it, not usually. I used to be the only one who could get him to smile with any regularity. I can only imagine it hasn’t changed much in the last seven years.
He must see something on my face as we move up the stairs and into the light, because his smile drops and he turns me to look up at him. “What’s the matter, pipsqueak?”
I shake my head, feeling ridiculous that I’m this choked up over a smile. “It’s nothing. I’m fine.”
Ford doesn’t buy it. “Half the time you say you’re fine it’s a lie, you know that I know that, Vee.” His fingers gently tip my face up to his. “Tell me, omega.”
I shiver deliciously at that word in his mouth, and my tongue darts out to lick my lips nervously. He tracks the movement with his emerald eyes. “Now, Vee.”
“You’re so beautiful when you smile,” I say, ignoring the way my cheeks heat. “It always reminded me of the sun coming out on a cloudy day. You’re always so serious, gloomy.” His brows arch and the corners of his mouth twitch, but don’t curve into the full smile. “I missed it,” I sigh, leaning into him. “I missed you.”
He bends and kisses the tip of my nose before pressing his forehead to mine. “I missed you too.”
The accordion door slides open. “There you are.” Davis’s cheerful voice reaches me. A second later, his hand curls around my bicep and he pulls me away from Ford, who grumbles. “You had her for the entire day, bud. Time to graduate kindergarten and share.”
