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“I’ll take them to the bookstore,” Dani called from the thinning crowd, and there wasso muchViolet needed to do; there were people like Red and Dani and Mikel himself whom she wanted to talk to, but the carnal need inside her wouldn’t be denied. She raised a hand in thanks and returned Red’s crude gesturing in response with a middle finger.
Mikel was behind her before she could turn around. His hips pressed against her, and Violet’s breath caught at his hardness, at the heat that poured off him.
“You should go with Dani.” His voice was rough, richer and darker than she’d ever heard it.
The demand made no sense. She pressed back against him, unable to help herself, despite the quickly clearing but still very public space.
“Violet,” he breathed, his hips rutting against her just once before he was still, holding her. “If I breed you tonight, then I don’t know what will happen.” His fingers stroked gently over her stomach, and she understood. The touch was soft, reverent almost, and she knew he wanted it.
“You can go home,” he gruffed out. “There’s work here to be done. We can talk tomorrow—”
“I don’t want to talk tomorrow.” She couldn’t stand the thought of being away from him. She was already slick, hot, hungry, and she loved him, loved this life she’d found with him. “If it happens, it happens,” she breathed, and butterflies fluttered in her stomach at the thought of him, a family, and the home here she’d unexpectedly found. The chuff of his approval against her ear sent them spilling down into the lava in her stomach that demanded the alpha have her.
Now.
“Fuck,” she said. Her knees almost gave out at the tickle of his breath against her ear. “Won’t make it home.”
He tugged her forward on wobbling legs, and they rushed through the thinning crowd, crossed over Main Street, and he towed her along behind him into the dark forest.
“LILA’S GOING TOwant to go home.”
They’d been walking together in the quiet, night all around them. Violet looked over at him, cheeks still dark from what they’d been doing, the angles of his face severe in the streetlights and shadows.
“Probably.”
His hand was warm around hers, and she was still high on the victory of Kane being gone and of him, the way he’d held her against him in the forest and taken her apart over and over.
“What about you?” Mikel asked.
The question stopped her dead. Their joined hands pulled him up too, then they were facing each other on a now-deserted Main Street.
“My home is here, with you.”
His eyes were green in the artificial light, soft at the sentiment. Mikel tipped her chin up, stepped into her, and kissed her.
“I know,” he said when they parted. “But if you want to leave now, then it’s at least an option.” The truth of it settled over her, but all her longing for Frankston, for her lonely, old life, was gone.
“I’d like to get Lila situated. I don’t know how much Magnus knows about her being here, and obviously now she knows about the Bluff. Could you even let her leave without the pack revolting?”
He shrugged his shoulders. “It won’t be easy, but we can work it out if that’s what she wants.”
“She has to finish school, but maybe since she knows anyway, she can come back after?” There was hope in her voice she hadn’t meant to put there.
“She’s a descendant,” Mikel reminded her. “She belongs with a pack, whether she’s realized it yet or not. She’ll probably be back.”
The idea of Lila staying was welcome. It seemed almost too good to be true, this life she’d found with Mikel, her friends, and the cohesiveness of the Bluff without the shadow of Kane to darken it.
“What’s on your mind?” Mikel stroked her cheek.
“How everything kind of feels too good to be true,” she answered honestly. He huffed out a laugh.
“I love you, Violet. It’s been too good to be true since the day you showed up.” He dipped his chin, bashful, and tried to keep on walking, but she dug in her heels and waited for him to look at her.
“Love you too.” She did. He smiled that crooked smile, and they shared a laugh.
They set off walking again, hands joined. The soft rustle of the wind through the trees was the only sound, as the town was finally asleep after a long night.
Light still spilled out from Bards Books, casting a golden glow on the sidewalk. Mikel opened the door and held it for her. Violet smiled up at him as she passed, then her eyes landed on a prone figure on the ground. The expression fell away, and she rushed forward.
