“No. I think us bonding will help everyone settle a bit. Now that I can feel you, I can give you all the reassurance you need, just like you can feel me down the bond. It gives you time to plan with Lain…and Callum?”
“And Callum,” I whisper.
Greer kisses my head with his strong arms wrapped around me. I feel safe, loved, and exhausted. I fall asleep in my Alpha’s arms and for the first time in a long time I’m not wrapped up in the future but the right now. I don’t need to have all the answers, I don’t need to follow a plan to the letter.
With this pack at my side, I’ll be able to overcome anything.
As I’m drifting off my phone starts blaring from the other room.
Greer groans but gets up to get it. My brows furrow as I look at the number.
“Who is it?”
“My lawyer,” I confusedly swipe the call button. “Hello?”
“Maisie, it’s Tony, how are you?” His tone is jovial and I’m trying to gather my post-heat brain cells to think of why he might be calling me.
“Um, fine and you?”
“Fantastic. I reached out to Dermdes andhad a great conversation about wrongful termination and how bad it would look for them to fire an Omega for an Omega skincare line.”
“Oh, yeah?” I say, wondering what bullshit they came up with in response.
“I threatened them with a lawsuit and they already are ready to settle, granted you’d sign an NDA.”
“A settlement? Outside of my severance pay?”
“Your severance pay was a fucking joke. Excuse my language. They’re offering you 2.5 million to keep your mouth shut and to not sue them.”
I blink over at Greer, whose eyebrows are furrowed as he tries to get pieces of the conversation.
“When will you be back in the country? I think we could sue for more, but it would be a long trial. You’d likely be in the public eye.”
When I look over at Greer, I already know what I want. If you would have asked me two weeks ago, I would probably want to drag those fuckers through the mud, but now I just want to live my life with all of this behind me.
“Take the settlement,” I say easily.
“You’re sure?” Tony asks.
“Positive.”
“Alright, I’ll send over the NDA and all the other fine details. If you need any other legal counsel, you know who to call.”
“Thanks, Tony.”
I hang up the phone, still so exhausted from my heat, and newly bonded…and now I’m a millionaire?
“What was that about?” Greer says, taking me out of my thoughts.
“I think I just became a millionaire,” I say, and he surprises me by barking out a laugh.
“Good job, sweet girl, wring those fuckers dry. Get some sleep and we can talk more about it later.”
I don’t even have the energy to reply as I pass right the hell out.
I’m not sure what time it is, all I know is that it’s not Greer’s scent next to me, it’s Lain’s.
“Sorry, go back to sleep,” he whispers, petting down my hair.
