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“It does to me,” I say. “It was him. Michael wrote them—”
I start a coughing fit, my throat burning, and Grey takes my hand, squeezing gently. James takes the other one, and Beau lays his head on my stomach. They all crowd around the hospital bed, their scents blending into one mouthwatering aroma.
It’s the safest I’ve ever felt.
“No more,” Grey says. “Once you heal, we’ll talk.”
I drift in and out of sleep and all three of them stay by my side. There’s the occasional stroking of my hair or a kiss, and there’s a constant rumble in their chests. They purr for me, relaxing my inner Omega and soothing my heart.
“I’m sorry we failed you,” Grey says when he thinks I’m asleep. “I’m sorry we couldn’t save you.”
My eyes flutter open and meet his pained ones. “It’s not your job to save me,” I whisper. “I save myself.”
He gives me a half smile and sighs. “Yeah, I know. It’s always been that way, Princess. But damn, you make it hard to not want to protect you from everything, which is where I fucked up.”
I raise an eyebrow.
“I should have told you sooner,” he murmurs. “We all should have.”
I put my finger to my lips and give him a lazy smile. “No more,” I breathe, repeating his words from earlier. “When we get home, we’ll talk.”
He gives me a timid smile.
I may not remember my time with them before the accident, but I have no doubt I always considered them my home.
33
HARPER
If I thoughtthey were possessive before, it’s on a different level now.
I sense their anxieties, as if they’re afraid I’ll break any second. Grey keeps a hand at the small of my back as we enter theInnthe next morning. Beau and James walk next to us, and I catch both of them shooting worried glances my way as we enter the front room, where Charlotte waits for us.
Her face lights up when she sees me and she pulls me into a hug the moment I step foot inside.
“I’m so glad you’re alright,” she says. “I’m so glad.”
There’s amrow,and Wilson jumps on the reception desk, padding towards me, his tail flicking high and proud over his head.
“Hi, honey,” I whisper, pulling him into my arms. He purrs obnoxiously loud, and I tear up as I hold him to my chest.
I’m home.
“Your room is ready for you,” Charlotte adds. “If you want to rest.”
But my attention turns to the window and I stare out into the garden that I’ve missed with all my heart.
I never thought I would see it again.
“I’d like to sit outside,” I murmur, placing Wilson down. He trots around my legs, rubbing his face aggressively on my pants.
I’m itching to burst through the French doors, but I purposely take my time, taking it all in again.
There are visitors in the garden, and they smile when they see me, some waving and saying hello.
They must have known me as Evelynn.
However, the gazebo is unoccupied, and I make my way to it.
