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Yet she’s also smiling.
Free.
Then she kisses me, before murmuring against my lips, “I can’t wait until my next heat in our home. This is me asking you to choose to bite and bond me.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
Acorn Inn, Oak Hollow
One month later…
Paige
“Ready, darlin’?” Rhett holds me in a bridal carry in front of a door that I have been avoiding for too long.
But today I will walk through it.
Well, be carried through it, and since I am fevered with my heat that is just beginning, I am happy to nestle against Rhett’s chest.
I breathe in his sharp, electric scent.
Also, plus I’m naked along with my Alphas to give me the sensory touch I need, I am even happier.
Sweat drips down my chest in a sheen around my diamond ABO pendant.
Slick is glistening between my thighs.
Rhett’s pheromones are deep and powerful because he is close to tipping into rut. I’m impressed at his self-control, but then, I should know that about Rhett by now.
Neither Luca nor Angel are coping as well. Their cocks are already hard, and Luca’s eyes are wild with need.
I take a steadying breath, before reaching out to trace over the acorn, butterfly, and berry that are carved on the door.
My chest still aches, but not in the sharp way it did a couple of months ago.
Now, the grief is muted.
I don’t reckon I will ever lose this feeling just like I will never forget my first pack. I love the Coles because they don’t want me to forget. It’s why they suggested we bonded in this room, the restored nest that would have been mine with Beau and Evan.
They’re not replacing the Monarchs because they never could.
Instead, they’re showing me a way to live on without them.
I wish that Beau and Evan could see that maybe, one day soon, I’ll be okay.
Can they?
The joy of looking forward to this bonding is bittersweet.
Yet I am finally learning to live in both this present and the past at the same time.
I can love both packs and not feel like I am betraying either.
It’s enough.
I stare at the door that once led to the unfinished nest where my entire life exploded when my bond shattered.
I have been avoiding this room like it was haunted, unable to face decorating it.