Page 59 of Forget Me Knot


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“Hey Vicky?” Hades asks.

Turning a blinding smile on him, she lightly touches his shoulder. “Yes, Alpha?” I start to move when I hear that, but Rook holds me back, sending patience through the bond.

“How did you know Blake was missing?” D asks casually. “It wasn’t on the news, and our parents haven’t told anyone. So, how’d you know?”

Her face flushes bright red, but she still manages to giggle coyly. “Oh, that. Well, I saw the whole almost kidnapping thing when y’all were in town a few weeks ago. Then I ran into this guy who told me he’s her foster father and he needed to talk to her. He wanted to make sure y’all knew the kidnapping was a misunderstanding, so I told him how to find your cabin. I ended up giving him my number, and he called me maybe a week ago to let me know she died,” she says lightly.

There’s not a drop of sadness or remorse in her voice as she details her role in my capture. Her words are met with snarls around the room, and she jumps back, her tan face draining to a ghostly white. “What?” she squeaks out.

“You know damned wellwhat, missy.” Mama stands up with her hands on her hips. “I’ve heard your parents tell you time and time again not to give strangers personal information about yourself and others. And yet the second some man shows up pretending to know Blake and you not only give out the address to the boys’hiddencabin, but you also give him play-by-play information about my daughter?” she shouts.

Turning her back to Icky Vicky, she looks at Dads. “Call the Cromwells. It’s time we settled this nonsense,” she says, casting a caustic look at the awful Omega on the other side of the room.

Achilles turns to me with a smile. “Do you need anything, ma jolie fraise?”

I shake my head no, cheeks flushing at being called out. Leaning out from behind Rook just slightly, I send a snarky little wave in Victoria’s direction. Maybe it makes me a bad person, but the way her jaw drops, and sheer terror takes over her features brings me a small amount of joy.

A deep, booming voice that sounds through the house interrupts her screech of outrage. “VICTORIA MARJORY CROMWELL!”the voice shouts. Three Alphas and an Omega barge into the living room, the man in front breathing heavily. The Omega crosses to my mother, giving her a hug and a light kiss on the cheek.

“Natalie, darling.” Her voice is smooth like honey as she speaks, and though she looks like her daughter, her eyes are kind, and her demeanor is sweet. “I’m so sorry I haven’t been by to congratulate you on finding your daughter. There’s no excuse. I was just swamped at work. The hospital is short staffed again.”

Turning my way, her pretty blue eyes light up as they land on me. “You must be Blake,” she extends her hand my way, and I flinch, curling back into Kaspian’s chest. I feel awful when her face falls, but knowing what her daughter did, I can’t blindly trust her. Her eyes shine with understanding as she turns to Victoria, crossing her arms.

“What did you do to this poor girl, Vicky?” she hisses.

Large tears immediately fill her eyes. “N-nothing, mother,” she stammers out.

A scoff comes from one of her fathers. “Really?” he snarls out. “Because it sounds like you nearly had a fellow Omega sold into a trafficking ring because you were jealous. We didn’t raise a spoiled, vindictive brat, Victoria. I don’t even have the words to express how disappointed we are in you.”

Her other father steps up beside the first. “As of right now, you’re cut off. You’ll be given a job at your mother’s firm, but we will no longer be paying for your apartment, car, or credit card bills. I think moving back home may be the best thing for you right now,” he says gruffly.

Victoria throws an epic tantrum as her parents escort her out of the house, all four of them apologizing profusely for their daughter on the way out. The entire room is silent for several seconds before erupting in laughter. The guys still look really angry, but even they can’t help chuckling at the outcome of the situation.

Mama rolls her eyes and comes over to hug me. “Well, now that that mess is over, what’s next?” she asks happily.

Tossing her arms around both of us, Amy smiles mischievously. “Now… we plan a wedding!”

I wasn’t ready for marriage in London, but after everything that’s happened, I’m ready to feel as close as possible to my pack. Looking around, I see love shining in the eyes of every single person here, and my heart feels like it’s going to burst.

For better or worse, I’m finally home.

Smiling at my pack, I don’t take my eyes off of them as I respond to Amy. “Let’s plan a wedding.”

ChapterThirty-Four

RUNAWAY GROOMS…AND BRIDE

Hades

Six months later

I feel like I’m going to throw up because of how hard my heart is beating in my chest. The feelings through our pack bond are a mix of nerves, excitement, and an overwhelming amount of joy as we wait for the ceremony to start.

The last six months since we got our Omega back have been blissfully uneventful. Blake’s shoulder healed well after an infection put her back in the hospital for a few days, about a month after we got home. The moms went crazy wedding planning and other than making decisions on colors, songs, and food, we didn’t have to lift a finger. Blake went wedding dress shopping with all of the parents, since we weren’t comfortable sending her out without a trained Alpha escort yet. To say that we've been protective would be a gross understatement.

“I don’t think I’ve ever been this excited about something in my entire life,” Achilles whispers from my left. I don’t bother telling him I know, but I do chuckle because he’s practically vibrating with it.

Tossing my arm around his shoulder, I pull him in tight to my side and look around at the rest of our packmates. “I love y’all.” I keep my voice low so our guests can’t hear. “I know our pack wasn’t super happy before, but thank you for never giving up on me. For never giving up onBlake. I can’t imagine our life without her, and I’m so fucking ready for her to be our wife.”

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