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I don’t know when I fell asleep, but it was at least a day after Taylor asked me for that favour. I wake up, and it starts again. The cycle keeps repeating, we’re getting tired and sore. By the time dawn breaks on the eighth day, we’re all exhausted, tired, and I've never had so much sex in my life. But I didn’t mark the omega.
Gold and Acton take Barren to the bathroom to clean him up and let him soak in the tub before they bully food into him.
I stumble downstairs and freeze when I get a whiff of something floral, but it fades like nothing was there.
I think Taylor and Jet are still sleeping. We’ve been sleeping most of yesterday, on and off, as the heat tapered down.
I want to do something nice for them. So I move into the kitchen and start cutting up bacon and pulling out all the ingredients for an omelet.
I sing happily as I work until I feel something strange. I look up and see someone standing in the woods. I watch him for a minute, but he turns and leaves.
“I’ll tell them when they get up.” I say to myself and shrug it off.
Is this what happiness is? I don’t know, but I still feel the ache between my legs and get a stupid grin on my face over it.
Jet comes into the kitchen with a smile that fades. His face turns white, and he turns and rushes out of the room.
“Jet?” I call.
He doesn’t answer me, I just see his back as he bounds out of the room.
I finish the breakfast, but there’s a weird feeling inside me. A horrible, awful feeling that somehow, whatever bliss we had, the bubble just popped.
twenty-five
Taylor
Jet urges the others into my office and closes the door. Good. Barren is still asleep in my bed. She’s downstairs. A flicker of fear lights up, but I stomp it down. She’s okay here for today.
This is too soon. I’m not ready.
“What the fuck is happening, Taylor?” Jet spits at me. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him so mad.
I reach into my drawer and bring a small wooden box out, putting it on the desk between us. I watch as Jet reaches for it and opens the lid. He pulls out a letter and unfolds it.
“She found us several months ago.” I say calmly. “I tried private investigators. I hired bounty hunters. I had security teams installed. It made no difference. No one could find her. I did everything I could to protect this pack. But I have failed.”
I run a hand through my hair. I can still smell her on me, on them, on us. How am I going to do this?
“About four months ago, I started receiving love notes. She told us she forgave us, just come home, she’ll leave him alone if we just go to her. She will let him live if we crawl back to her.” My lip curls just remembering the offending note.
“You should have told us!” Gold bellows. “You should have-“ Acton wraps him in a hug, holding him tight while he sobs.
“I was going to, but everyone was so fragile. You wouldn’t have survived it.” I say bitterly. “This pack was so broken up until two weeks ago that if even a hint of her was mentioned, we would have imploded.”
Jet glares at me. “You used her.”
Her. Scarlet. The other her. The only her. My guilt is so great that I’m sure it will kill me.
“I used her.” I admit and put my face in my hand. “God, help me, but I used her with no regrets.”
“What?” Gold looks between us. “What are you talking about?”
“She changed him. She changed you. Jet is confident again, Acton isn’t hiding. She fixed us. We needed her. She never once needed us. But we needed her so badly. So, I used her. I took from her. I knew she wouldn’t be able to stay. And I made her sign a contract agreeing to that.”
“What the fuck did you do?” Gold roars.
Acton lets go of Gold and stumbles backwards. “What the fuck have you done, Taylor?”
