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“I’m yours. As much as you are all each other’s. And making each other happy is the greatest gift I could ever ask for; it’s terrifying and vast and feels overwhelming, but I couldn’t breathe leaving you.”
Looking between all of them, I reach my free hand for my wolf and hook my little finger with his. Wanting to touch him in some tiny way and hoping with a frantic beat of my heart that he’s not going to run away from this confession I can’t seem to stop from pouring out.
“Then don’t…don’t ever fucking leave.” Raven holds my eyes, and it’s like staring into a bottomless ravine.
My teeth bite into my bottom lip as my happy tears hitch in my throat and a soft noise bubbles up. I’m nodding and being enveloped by the three of them as much as we can, thanks to the injuries both Ky and I are nursing.
“Fuck, I’ve wanted to say this for so long. I love the cute way you all make each other coffee, and how you cook scrambled eggs in the morning. I love that you don’t have a single television in this place. I love how fiercely you care for each other, and I want—no, I need you to understand that seeing you make each other happy makes my heart want to float out of my chest.”
Pressing my lips to Ky’s palm, I blink up at him through my watery lashes. “I love your stupid handsome face and ridiculous texts. I promise I’ll never leave you on read, if you’ll promise to keep making me laugh every day.”
“Anything, baby girl. You’ve got my heart, and every goddamn piece of my soul is yours.” He presses his lips against mine, and the butterflies swirl and float higher at his touch. “I love you. So fucking much.” His whisper against my mouth is the most divine thing.
“And my love for you, that includes your love for Thorne and Raven. You never need to doubt that for a second.”
He brushes my lips again with his and nods. “Likewise, little Fox.”
Deep inside me, the pieces of my heart sigh with contentment. Turning back toward my wolf, I risk threading our fingers fully, and he lets me. My shaky inhale draws a small rumbling noise from him as he stares back at me.
“You don’t have to—” He starts to speak, but fuck no. I’m not letting him away with glances and looks and unspoken emotions. Not today. Not after everything we’ve been through.
“Nope.” I give my head a small shake. “You’ve busted the dam wide open, so you get to hear it too. I love that you terrify me, because when I’m with you there’s no way I can feel anything but alive. You’ve addicted me, and if you think I can even consider walking away from you, then I’m sorry, but you’re stuck with my bullshit. Good luck getting rid of my clingy ass, because I’ll be wanting to sit up at midnight and clean your cuts for you, and I’ll be worried about you anytime you’re not here, whether you like it or not.”
The corners of his lips twitch, and creases line the corner of his eyes. They glitter at me like blackened diamonds as he leans closer until we’re breathing the same air.
“I don’t know how to do any of this…with any of you. But give me time to learn.” He says honestly, and I melt at the depth of caring behind his words. “And for what it’s worth, this fucked up mess you’ve left inside my chest? That’s yours. This right here, is yours.” He nips my bottom lip as he slides my hand over the spot above his heart and squeezes my hand in time with the thudding rhythm.
A wobbly exhale gusts from my lips as I know what comes next. The person I haven’t been able to look at for the duration of this whole blubbering confessional I’ve been busy sharing.
Tilting my gaze up, Thorne is there. Strong and solid and resilient.
My safe place to land, even when I had no idea he was there.
“Thorne—” I hesitate. Tears start to gather again, only they’re pure happiness and a thousand sparkling emotions I can’t put names to.
“Baby, I know.” His voice resonates through me. “If you’ll give me all the future days together when we can find ways to tell each other, to show each other love, then that’s all I care about.”
“But I want to tell you.” I sniff.
He chuckles and lifts my chin, dipping his head down to meet mine, he hovers over my lips. “Then tell me.”
As he says those words, he presses his mouth to mine, and I feel all those years of love flow out of him. It’s hypnotic and spellbinding and utterly captivating.
So much so that I’m sure I have stars swirling in the place where my eyes should be when he draws back.
“I love you, Thorne. I love how big your heart is, and I can’t wait to spend a life loving all of you.”
He gives me the most boyish grin in return, and my knees nearly give out.
“A life loving you is more than I ever hoped for. But I’m an asshole, and I’ll take it. You’re mine, and ours, Foxglove, and I love you endlessly.”
As I drink in my three men, one thing I know for certain is that they each represent my home—my men who, individually and together, mean more to me than any location or place ever could.
Wrapped up in that moment, I settle into the easiest decision I’ve ever had to make. One that glows warm and bright inside my chest with all the possibilities for the future.
I don’t want to be a Noire anymore.
I choose to be theirs.
