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Everyone wanted me? Too sweet? Huh?I shook my head, not following. Was it because I was still coming down from the high? Or was I truly missing something? My brain couldn’t compute.
Ronan handed me a water bottle, and I rinsed my mouth out as Lawson sighed.
“Don’t get any ideas,” he warned Slade, casting a knowing glance at his packmate. “As long as everything seems legitimate, we’re going to see this through.”
My brows furrowed. “See what through?”
The others eyed me but didn’t answer.
“It’ll be legit,” Enoch promised, then tossed me a small case of Tictacs.
Trepidation mixed with my confusion as I sucked on the tiny mints. I was spinning out, tired of being in the dark about everything for the last two weeks. This was my life, and I needed to find a way to take charge of it again.
Instead of waiting for answers they didn’t seem inclined to give me, I switched tactics. “Please. Please don’t take me wherever it is you’re planning on taking me.” I waved my hand toward the plane, proud when I stood a little straighter, my body cooperating for once. The drugs were slowly wearing off. Soon enough, this day would be nothing but a memory—or a cautionary tale. “I already have a pack.”
Lawson stared so intently his gaze could’ve seared a hole straight through me. “Can you tell me who your pack is?”
“I…” I fidgeted with the TicTac container, realizing I’d never asked my mates what their official pack name was.Oh, fuck.Embarrassment stained my cheeks, the anger at myself and at this situation heating my face until I felt like a cooked tomato. “I don’t know their pack name,” I admitted abashedly, “but their leader is Alpha Jamison from Maverick Falls, Vermont. If it’s money you’re after, I promise he’ll pay for my safe return.”
If my inklings were correct, Jamison was well off. And if for some reason he didn’t have the funds, I knew he’d find a way to make a deal, regardless.
They all exchanged a silent, weighted look.
“And this pack… youwantto go back to them?”
My eyes glistened with fresh tears. “More than my next breath.” I prayed they believed me. “We’re scent-matched.”
Ronan hummed thoughtfully. “That’s pretty rare, or so I’ve heard.”
“What do you think, boss?” Enoch leaned against the car, looking at his leader. “She seems to be telling the truth.”
The small plastic container dug into my palm as I squeezed it tightly. “I have no reason to lie to you…”
The roar of an incoming vehicle interrupted my plea, and the guys turned as one, positioning themselves around me protectively as they surveyed the road. Another large SUV rounded the corner at top speed, lights bouncing over the rough gravel, dust flying in its wake as it slowed to an ear-screeching halt.
The doors flew open, and my heart stopped as I peered around the hulking men blocking my path.
A sob broke free as I spotted Jamison running full tilt toward me with Hades, Knox, Eli, Thane, and Leo flying out of the back, hot on his heels. The mints dropped forgotten to the ground, and I took off, shoving my way past Lawson and Ronan so I could meet my mates halfway.
“Jamison!”
“Demi!” Jamison didn’t slow, and neither did I.
He reached me first, and I launched myself at him with a choked cry. He caught me effortlessly, the two of us colliding with the force of tectonic plates. Our coming together was an earth-shaking, bone-rattling, soul-fusion. We slid into place in each other’s arms as though we were two halves of the same heart.
“Demi. Demi. Demi.” He chanted my name like a prayer. Like I’d become his religion. His sole purpose for breathing.
“Oh my gods. Are you real?” I cried. “Please. Please tell me you’re real.” I’d dreamt of this so many times it was hard to convince myself I hadn’t conjured him out of thin air, a mirage that would surely disappear.
“I’m real, Little One. I’m real and I’m right fucking here. I’m never letting you out of my fucking sight again. You hear me? I’m never letting you go.” His grip was crushing, squeezing the breath out of me, but I didn’t care. I soaked up the feel of his body pressed against mine. The familiar bonfire and whiskey scent that was purely his filled my lungs and settled the unceasing turmoil my soul had been subjected to these past few weeks.
My feet dangled well off the ground, and I peppered kisses over his face, rubbing my cheek against his dark beard to feel the scratch of it. It’d grown longer in our time apart, as if he couldn’t be bothered to shave. As if he’d spent every spare second searching for me and was just as wrecked as I’d been during our time apart.
Arms around his neck, I clung to him and crashed my lips down on his own. I drank him in as I devoured his mouth, taking and claiming everything he had to offer. Gone was the shy Omega I’d once been and in her place was a woman with clarity over what this pack meant to her. My tongue swept past his lips, and I reveled in the low, sultry, masculine moan he rewarded me with.
Hands were everywhere as the rest of my pack surrounded me, wrapping me in their combined embrace. Snippets of their voices floated to me as they all talked at once.
“Thank the gods.”
