Page 69 of Last Resort

Chapter Twelve

The teams were seatedtogether and watching some of the clips from the day. Win and her pack were together at a table in the restaurant with what had to be her parents. When Poppy and her two walked in, Win stood up, ducked below the table, and brought her camera up. Poppy knew that Win was seeing what they were, what they had been, and what they could be, and she was getting it all in her camera.

They walked to the restaurant and asked for a table.

Win was still going as they turned to follow one of the servers to a table. Poppy made a face at Win, and she jolted and blinked. “Oh, sorry. I got carried away. You three look spectacular on every level.”

“Thank you.”

Win grinned. “And extremely scary.”

Myro and Breen smiled. “Thank you.”

“You have met your parents?”

Win nodded and glanced back. “Jia and Alwin. They live on one of the Breakridge Islands. Nice and quiet.”

“Did you have a nice visit?”

“Yes. They are still here until I head back, and then we will pop back and forth until we are starting a family, and then they have to do the popping while we take care of a little one that is not going to match any of us.”

One of Win’s mates came up and said, “Not at first. They will change when they are teens, but no one will drive our children out of town or kidnap them.”

“Cool. I am sensing a lot of sleepovers in the future of our little group.”

Win grinned. “Yeah, I could see that you have started your expansion pack.”

“Funny.”

“Well, it is a gamer event. It stands to reason... holy hell.” The camera came up, and Win began to take pictures of two very attractive Elite omegas who were walking along with swaying hips and eating ice cream.

Myro murmured, “Is that the wildling you mention?”

“Mickey? Oh, no. That isn’t Mickey. That wildling is Honey. I don’t recognize the woman next to her, but they do make a striking pair.”

Estrya walked up from her table with her own pair and spoke to the ladies, who calmly licked and destroyed the ice cream.

That was when it clicked. “Oh, wow. Twins. Actual twins. One is marked, and one isn’t.”

Myro blinked. “What?”

“Identical twins, Myro, but they are divided by magic, not genetics.”

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