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It’s much bigger than Scarlett’s room in the house next door, and the adjoining bathroom is much nicer. There’s a closet and a dresser, but Gus told me we can go buy anything else I decide I need.
Right now, I can’t think of anything, but I know that’s because I’m practically floating on a cloud after last night. Everything is different for me now. My whole life is going to change, and I can’t imagine what it’s going to look like, only that it’s going to be so much better than it was before.
Eventually, I remind myself.
Part of me wishes I didn’t need to leave this room.
I feel safe and happy in Gus’s company.
It’s his pack brothers I’m not sure I’m ready to deal with.
I shower and get dressed anyway, in my usual jeans and a sweater look. I leave my hair down after a second of hesitation. I usually only wear it up to get things done, like packing my apartment up.
I guess I’ll be unpacking at some point, but it’s probably important to start talking to Gus’s pack brothers so I can start to feel better about them.
It’s not like they did anything truly awful.
They didn’t even know I existed when they started to think of Scarlett as their true mate.
I take in a few deep breaths before I leave the room.
Gus is still passed out cold in the bed when I close the door and make my way downstairs.
Rueben’s at the kitchen table when I get to the doorway, and Bishop is leaning against the counter by the sink, sipping from a mug. Both of them straighten up when they see me standing there.
I give a smile that freezes the second it hits my lips.
I’m so damn tempted to turn around and walk back upstairs.
No. Nope. Can’t do that, Saph. You can’t run from this. These guys are your future mates.
I take in a deep breath, and blurt out, “Hi, I’m Sapphire Faris. It’s nice to meet you.”
Chapter eighty
Rueben
Our true mate is adorably awkward. The way she introduces herself as if she hasn’t been hanging around with us for a few days already is super cute, even if there’s a look in her eyes that shows she’s vaguely regretting that choice.
“Hi, Sapphire,” I respond to her introduction, getting to my feet and pulling out the chair next to mine. “I’m Rueben, and this is my boss, Bishop. Won’t you join us for breakfast?”
“I just made coffee,” Bishop adds.
“That would be good,” she says, nodding as she takes a couple more steps into the room.
“Take a seat, and I’ll bring it over,” Bishop says.
She does as he asks, pulling out a chair opposite mine instead of letting me play gentleman.
I guess she’s still not feeling too happy with us.
I don’t like it, but I can understand it.
I would probably be kind of mad if I were in her shoes.
Sitting back down, I pick up another handful of chocolatey cereal puffs.
“I’d offer to share, but I’m guessing this isn’t something you probably class as a breakfast food?”
