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I’ve never wanted anything so badly in my life. The feelings that arise from how protective they are, how strong and capable they are, turns me on at a deep-seated level. This is exactly how it should be for a mate.
“You make it incredibly hard to be mad at my brother,” Wilder whispers, finally releasing his hold on me. “I’m sorry that you’re going through this because of our mistake.”
I meet Wilder’s gaze as Arsenio backs up to give us space. He searches my eyes, looking for the pain he expects to find, but I keep my emotions buried. I’ve already gotten them out. Desmond helped me work through them, so I’m no longer afraid of what will happen. I know these men will do whatever is necessary to protect me. To care for me. They’re deserving of everything I have to offer, and I’ll prove it.
“You couldn’t have known. I don’t want you holding onto that, okay? Let’s just spend the rest of the night being together as a pack. I think you all need the reminder.” I motion to Holly, and she shuffles closer with a smile. “Holly has cooked a meal for us, and Enzo helped with the dessert. I supervised and taste-tested.”
Arsenio chuckles. “It’s been a while since Holl’s had the chance to do something she likes.”
Holly opens her arms for her brother. “I forgot how much I missed my independence. There’s not much to work with in the panic room, and I hadn’t realized how freeing it was not to have to worry about the staff in the palace or getting caught. I know you guys were worried about me being anywhere outside of our home together, but look how amazing this is. I haven’t been this happy in a long time.”
Enzo opens his arms and squishes Holly and Arsenio against me and Wilder. Desmond joins his other side, pushing us into a group hug. For the first time ever, I hear Wilder laugh. Truly laugh. I never thought a sound could be so musical, sexy, and so full of joy.
“I haven’t been this happy ever,” Enzo says. “We’re going to get this shit done and get the life we want.”
“Damn straight.” Wilder reaches up and touches my cheek. “No fucking bastard is going to get in our way. Not the Platinum Shores Pack. Not the king. No one.”
“Hell yeah. We’re going to prove it.” Desmond releases a throaty growl with his words. “If they want a war, they’ll get a fucking war. We’ll burn their territory down. We’ll burn ours down too if we have to. Because then, we can rebuild. We can show the Pack Regimes that things are changing.”
He’s right about that.
I’ve experienced it myself. The world once broke me, but I just took the pieces and placed them back together, using stronger glue instead of skin and bone.
These men are mine. This pack is mine.
I will do what I have to do to ensure it.
Because I’m not a scared omega. I am more.
Chapter 18
Kinsey
Promises
“Comeon,Wilder.It’sonly going to the store, grabbing a bite to eat, and coming back home. I think we can manage it. We won’t be alone.” I stand behind Wilder as he sits at a computer in the corner of his room in the condo. Today belongs to him, and he’s been wasting it, looking over a bunch of financial statements and whatever else he is responsible for.
“You must take one of the suppressant pills. You also have to have a gun. And I swear if Arsenio doesn’t stay within reach of both of you, I’ll punch him in his cock a dozen times. He also has to wear the trackers.” Wilder leans back in his chair and looks up at me. “Will you seal your promise with a kiss?”
I smirk at his words, knowing that he would give in to my pleas. Holly and I are getting anxious with all their emotions constantly running wild, and sitting on the rooftop deck for a breath of air isn’t enough. We don’t want to be prisoners here. Enzo has proven time and time again the last couple weeks that this place is safe. We have everything we need to blend in as betas, and this area is mostly inhabited by betas who no longer have packs or those who were kicked out or shamed. Or maybe those who had never had an alpha to begin with. Because it is possible. They’re just...not desired by those in power, which is all absolutely part of the alpha order of the Pack Regimes.
I twist my lips to the side and scrunch my nose. “Do I have to? I’d much prefer to just kiss you without you trying to manipulate me.”
He returns my smile with his own. “Always calling me out, brat-girl. I just know that I can’t be making moves without you giving me signs, and right now, it’s hard to read you.”
I step away from him and stroll toward his bed, grabbing one of his pillows and tucking it under my arm. I walk around to the small closet next and pull out one of his sweatshirts before shrugging it over my head. Without a word, I saunter from the room and make my way down the hall to where I discovered an unused closet.
I peek over my shoulder, smiling at Wilder as he stands in the doorway to his room and watches me.
Opening the closet, I reveal my nest to him with my stash of their belongings. One of Enzo’s pillows, three of Desmond’s towels, the blanket Arsenio used a week ago on the couch while we watched TV, and a shirt of Wilder’s I found hanging on his chair while he was in the shower yesterday piles on the floor in the small space. I add the pillow I just stole from his bed to my makeshift room of comfort and sit down, curling myself up with it.
I listen to Wilder’s shuffling steps, his slow pace driving me crazy. He’s been so busy that he hasn’t really paid attention to things I do on my own and this is my little way of showing him. I needed a place where I could have all the comforts I need, especially because I know my heat lurks around the corner. I’ve lost track of exactly when to expect it, but since I don’t take the suppressant pills regularly, it’ll hit me hard and fast.
“Enzo’s going to have to move his ass so you can have a room of your own,” Wilder says, kneeling beside me. He squeezes into the closet, his long legs sticking out.
I laugh and shake my head. “Has no one explained to you about omegas and their nesting? I like it here. It feels safe to be alone.”
His mouth slackens as he comprehends my words. None of us have really discussed this sort of thing regarding me. He and his brothers have been concerned about Holly. Now it sinks in, Wilder’s complexion darkening with his flush skin—but it’s not embarrassment. It’s raw and sexy, his shift in mood palpable.
