Page 67 of Accidentally Forever

I smirk. "You love us."

A dry, suffering sigh. "Unfortunately."

Laughter spills into the space between us, warm, familiar, something that makes my chest ache in a way I haven’t let myself feel in a long time. Sofie just starts talking, like we never really parted ways, like all those months we hadn’t suffered a turn of events.

“And then Gray bit Violet here—” her fingers brush over the mark on the shell of my ear, sending a shiver straight down my spine.

Camila whistles low. “Damn.”

Sofie giggles, clearly pleased with herself. “Which I didn’t even know was a thing, but it totally is, and then Hawk bit me here—” she stretches her neck, tilting her head just enough to show the fresh mark blooming against her skin, the claiming still new enough to sting. “And then Lance—”

“Okay, okay,” Camila interrupts, wheezing with laughter. “I get it. You’re claimed and glowing. Jesus.”

Sofie just beams, absolutely unbothered. “You’re just jealous.”

Camila snorts, shifting the phone slightly. “Sweetheart, I have plenty to keep me occupied.”

Something is off. Her voice is light, teasing, but there’s something behind it, something just a little too controlled. Her cheeks are pink, but it’s not from excitement, not from laughter. There’s heat there, something she’s trying not to give away.

Narrowing my eyes, I lean back against the toilet. “Mila.”

She blinks. “What?”

Sofie tilts her head, studying her just as closely. “Are you pregnant?”

Camila’s jaw drops so fast I swear I hear it. “What the fuck, no!” Then, almost immediately, she groans, dragging a hand over her face. “Not for lack of trying.”

Sofie lets out a high-pitched squeal, practically vibrating in place. “Camila!”

Laughter erupts out of me before I can stop it and I have to cover my face with one of my hands. Camila rolls her eyes so hard she almost falls backward. “It’s a good thing I don’t really have a job,” she mutters.

A shout rings out in the background before another voice—deep, rough, unmistakable—joins in, completely unbothered. “Your only job is sittin’ on this dick, mama!”

Sofie wails. Her entire body folds as she collapses into my lap, face buried in my stomach, wheezing so hard I’m worried she might pass out. Camila groans, and the camera flips, giving us a full view of her Omega, Sasha, sprawled shirtless on their ridiculously massive bed, grinning like the goddamn devil himself.

“Sasha!” Camila screeches, launching something at him. A pillow, maybe. A shoe. Hard to tell. “I’m on the fucking phone, you goddamn menace!”

Sasha just smirks, entirely unbothered, stretching like a fucking king. “I know. That’s why I said it.”

Tears burn at the edges of my vision from laughing too hard. Sofie is completely gone, her laughter muffled against my skin, her entire body trembling from how hard she’s shaking. Camila groans again, flipping the camera back to herself, glaring at us. “I hate all of you.”

More laughter spills between us, lightening the air, easing something deep in my chest. The teasing, the jabs, the playful insults—it all feels familiar, grounding in a way I didn’t know I needed. For the first time in a long time, Sofie isn’t curled up in herself, isn’t keeping her distance from the rest of the world. She’s here, with me, laughing until her sides hurt, grinning so wide her face might break. And Camila, despite all the chaos she brings, is still Camila. Still the person who has always been there.

The moment stretches, something unspoken lingering between us, before I finally clear my throat. “Hey, we need a night atTemplesoon. It’s been too long.”

Camila smirks, tilting her head. “Name the date and time, Vi.”

Sofie perks up immediately. “Can we bring our Alphas?”

Camila and I exchange a look before her lips curl slow, wicked. “Oh, fuck yes.”

A night out with Camilaandour packs? I can’t fucking wait to see that.

Chapter forty-nine

VIOLET

Sofie spends a few more moments with me before disappearing back into the kitchen, leaving me to drag on a pair of pants and shirt. I forgo a bra because we’re not going anywhere and I know it’ll get our Alphas all riled up, even more so when I tell them they’re not allowed to touch. A deviant smile spreads across my lips as I reach for my phone, just about to step into the hallway when it buzzes.

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