Page 113 of Knot What I Expected

Maybe. But Monster rumbles approvingly.

“Don't get excited.”

Mine.

“We're just checking on her.”

Omega.

Mate.

“Shut up.”

Wreck glances over from the driver's seat.

“You talking to yourself?”

“Yes.”

“Good.”

I frown.

“Good?”

“Means you're not dead.”

“Fuck you.”

His mouth twitches.

Home sweet fucking home.

The three cabins sit across roughly an acre of heavily wooded mountain land, tucked high above Ember Hollow. Justin’s is nearest the ridge, mine closest to the winding road down toward town.

The truck has barely stopped before I'm out.

“Havoc,” Wreck calls.

I keep walking.

“Medical kit.”

“After I shower.”

“You need those burns treated.”

“They're healing.”

“That's not the same thing.”

“Aw, I didn’t know you cared. Now get the fuck home and tell Gia I said happy fucking birthday.”

His expression immediately changes.

Shit. Right. Birthday.

“Oh, and her gift's in my truck.”