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My eyes go wide, and I grab the receiver out of his hand.

“Scar?” I ask, pressing the phone to my ear tightly. “Is that you?”

“Oh, Saph, am I glad to hear your voice,” she says. “You would seriously not believe what I just went through.”

“What happened? Where are you?”

“I’m in Golden Palms with Chaos Burning. We took kind of the long way around to get here. Turns out a bunch of people might have thought we were dead. At least, they might have thought Chaos Burning were dead. No one really cares about me. I mean … You know what I mean.”

“I’m so glad you’re okay,” I tell her, feeling happy tears pricking my eyes.

“I’m way better than okay, but that’s a story for when I’m home and we’re doing cocktails or whatever.”

“I’m off alcohol,” I admit.

“You’re off … You’re … No. Don’t tell me that, Saph! That ex of yours was such an asshole. His kids will be unbearable …”

“I’m not saying I’m definitely pregnant. It’s too early for that.”

“Too early for what?” She gasps. “No! You’re mated to my neighbors? The super boring guys’ next door?”

“I can hear you,” Bishop calls out, shaking his head.

“Oh my God, Saph. You are! Congratulations. That’s so awesome.”

“It is?” I ask, kind of confused.

“Oh, I mean they’re totally your kind of guys. You know, they like sports, they’re dependable and handy and whatever.”

“Why does that feel like an insult?”

Bishop laughs. “You want me to go tell your parents?”

“Mom and Dad are there?” Scarlett asks. “Wow.”

“Mom is ignoring that I’m mated to Bishop and his pack, and Dad is just trying not to get in the middle of anything. Can you tell Mom something to take the heat off of me?”

She laughs. “I can think of a thing or two. Send her my way.”

Bishop nods and goes to get her.

“I’ve missed you so much Scar.”

“I’ve missed you, too, Saph. I might be gone for a bit longer than we thought, but I promise we’ll do something fun once I’m back. Scout’s honor.”

I know she means that, and I can’t wait.

Chapter one hundred three

Sapphire

Nine Months Later

About nine months ago, I had the best day of my life, followed by a few of the worst, followed by the most amazing six months and then followed by three months of killer morning sickness and a ton of bed rest thanks to the discovery that I’m having fraternal quintuplets. Turns out, multiple partners plus a ton of knotting equals several babies all at once.

It also turns out that telling your Mom who doesn’t like the idea of packs that she’s about to be grandma to not one but five adorable little babies, well that’s the kind of news that can swiftly change a traditional Omega mother’s mind.

The birth part was hazy. I took all the drugs. I couldn’t not take all the drugs.

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