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“I want to be your alpha.” He rubs my neck, thumbing the fading scar of his bite with electric fingers. “This spot right here? I’ll earn it back.”
I tighten. “Lilah—”
“Want to be her alpha.”
“You sure?” I ask, torn between longing and killer doubt. “This is your chance. Just bite Lilah and let me go—”
“You’re mine,” Atlas growls, digging thick fingers into my hips. “I’m gonna bite you. Bite Lilah. Make all of us a pack. A family.”
Fuck.
Lilah can give us kids.
I knew that before—thought about it all the time when I thought she was coming to steal my spot—but I kept picturing her with my alphas.
Me out in the rain.
Now I see a different future.
The kids we’d raise together.
Mine, Atlas’s, Hunter’s, even Finn and Jett’s demon spawn.
Bunch of squishy omega babies who look just like her.
I want it for us so bad I’ll mourn if we can’t make it be. “If you say that shit, then go hurt her again—”
“You can both stab me.” Atlas moves my hand, pressing it over his thumping heart. “Right here.”
“Atlas…” He always makes me soft, but this time, I can’t cave. “I want us to fix the pack, but I need Lilah. For the first fucking time in years, I don’t feel insane. She’s the only thing that makes sense, and if she goes to another pack, I—”
“It’s okay,” he purrs. “I trust you to take care of her. Tell me if I’m not doing a good job. Tell me if I’m fucking up. There’s nothing I won’t throw away to keep my omegas safe.”
I’d call bullshit, but he’s walking the walk. He literally resigned. Scorpio revoked his access. He’s letting Hunter take control and hanging back instead of barking orders. “You’re changing.”
“So are you.” He strokes my hair.
“For the better?”
“All of us are. We need to be. For her.”
“She’s so sweet, Atlas. So good. I’m fucking terrified she’ll walk.”
“Even if she does, I won’t give up. Will you?”
“Never.”
“Tell me about her.” He sinks his chin onto the crown of my head and his bass voice rumbles into my brain. “What have you learned?”
“She loves flowers.” A surprising amount. “French fries are a must.”
“What else?”
“Likes to be fed but won’t admit it. Have to coax her a little.” Which I can’t wait to fucking do, every day for the rest of my life. “You should be feeding her, not me. I don’t need the cute shit.”
“You need some cute shit.” Atlas’s breath puffs against my scalp, making me twitch in his lap.
“I don’t. Just wanna give all the good things to her. It feels better.”
