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Omega or not, she’s my mate and my instincts are sharp when it comes to taking care of her.
I put my arm around her, and I close my eyes.
It’s late, and we’ve had a long day.
There’ll be time to talk about what just happened in the morning.
For now, my mate is claimed and marked and she’s sleeping soundly in my arms.
Everything is all good.
Chapter Seventy-Two
Leanne
I wake up to darkness, and a hard body pressed up against my back. Memories flood back into me, and that initial fear response at not knowing where I am or what I’m doing fades away.
I had too much dick and it made me pass out.
God, that’s embarrassing.
I have four mates, and two orgasms is the most I can handle while I’m being knotted?
That’s going to have to change.
Seriously.
E.A.’s snoring softly behind me, his arm draped over my body possessively.
I don’t feel like I want to move. I feel warm, and safe, and happy.
Despite my embarrassing incident, I’m content.
I reach up and touch the mark he made on my throat.
I’m his now, and I love how that feels.
He’s mine, too.
We’re bonded together for life.
No matter what happens, I know he has my back and I have his.
Chapter Seventy-Three
Leanne
There’s not much food in the apartment, and E.A.’s extremely picky about what he’ll eat. It kind of sucks, but it looks like we’ll have to leave our little love nest to go find something for breakfast. Or maybe that should be brunch. It’s after ten, and I’ve already snuck out of bed to use the bathroom, shower and put on clean clothes.
My Alpha is still passed out in my bed, which is kind of weird considering his usual routine, but I guess there’s no alarm set here. I let him sleep. It’s later than he’d normally get up now anyway.
Maybe the extra rest will make him a bit calmer.
I make myself a cup of coffee and I put his clothes in a pile on one of the armchairs while I wait around for him to wake up. My phone falls out of his pants pocket, and I pick it up, checking and finding no new messages or calls.
I look at the boxes that I still haven’t unpacked, and I ignore the urge to start working through them.
This place isn’t going to be mine for much longer. I have mates now. I’m not going to live separately from them. I go back to my coffee and sip at it.
