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The twins both nod, Rage muttering, “Make sure she knows Silver has a pack that will go to the ends of the earth for her, too.”

“I’m with my brother,” Haze agrees, sighing as he drops his head back to the couch and continues to watch the TV as it plays a movie I haven’t watched. “Tell her to fuck off or we’ll make her life hell.”

All in agreement, we fall into a peaceful silence once more and spend the rest of the night watching a movie I pay no attention to while I play with my omega’s hair as she sleeps in my lap.

Chapter 27

Silver

A couple of weeks pass after Munro and I put things to rest and started a new chapter in our lives. For two weeks, I’ve been a part of a pack of men that I’m realizing more and more with every passing day that I’ve fallen in love with.

The guys are all affectionate as fuck, and I find myself soaking up every ounce of it like a flower absorbing the sun. They’re all touches, kisses, and nuzzles of scent marking that I greedily accept and return, wanting them to know they’re as much mine as I’m theirs.

Most nights I fall asleep with at least one of my pack curled around me, each of them wanting to spend time with me as much as I want to spend with them. Between school and work, whatever free time we have we spend together. Every single night I go to sleep sated and mindless after a barrage of orgasms, and every single day I’m greeted by one or more of them to wish me a good morning with slow, sensual kisses that always makes me want to drag them all back into my nest and forget the world around it.

It’s nice, and I’ve never felt more at home with anyone before them.

Life is good, everything is going well, and we’ve all seem to have fallen into an easy routine together.

“Whatever you want to eat, I’m good with, handsome,” I declare for the third time, playfully arguing with Aero down the speaker of my cell as I hold it tucked between my shoulder and cheek, packing my purse to go spend time with Juniper for the day. Apparently, I’ve been a neglectful friend and I’m overdue a day bugging the shit out of my bestie. Her words, not mine. I mean, at least she wants to spend time with me, right?

“Okay, how about this. You have to choose between options, alright? Burgers or pizza?” he asks, and I laugh loudly as I hook my purse over my shoulder and leave my nest dressed in cut-off shorts and a white, cropped shirt, my white-and-pink-laced Nikes held in my hand as I tiptoe out of the room.

“You know I like both,” I remind him, and I receive a long-suffering sigh in return. “Oh my god, you drama queen. Fine. Burgers. That’s what we’re having tonight.”

“That’s my girl,” he replies, and I hear the grin in his voice that makes my own smile form on my face. It’s sickening, really, how obsessed I’ve grown with these guys. I’m ass-over-tit in love with them, that much is evidently clear, and I’m just waiting for the right moment to tell them.

“Whatever,” I snicker, Sitting on the last step of the stairs and shoving my sock-covered feet into my sneakers before leaving the house after snatching my keys from the entry table as I pass. “Anyway, what time will you guys be home?”

Aero pauses for a moment, and I strain to hear in case I missed a reply. Eventually he says, “Should be back before dinner, baby. Pace and I just have something to do today, but then we’ll be all over you like a bad rash you can’t cure.”

“Love that for me,” I laugh, curious over what it is they’re up to after school but not enough to pry. If they want to tell me, I’m all ears, but I’m good if they’re just doing their thing, too.

Aero chuckles, that sound that does funny things to me, and I melt when he says, “Can’t wait to see you, babe. I miss you already.”

Turning all gooey and gross, I mutter, “Miss you, too, handsome.”

Because I do and I refuse to feel pathetic about it. I miss them all when they’re not with me. With Rage and Haze working today, missing the Saturday sunshine in lieu of greasing their hands at the mechanics, and Munro promising to join Juno and I once he’s done with an assignment he forgot about, I’m already down three of my guys. When Aero and Pace told me they were busy today, I was sure I might die from boredom, loneliness, and misery. As it was, Juno called and demanded I spend time with her, saving me for the day.

“That’s what I like to hear, my little bubblegum baddie. I’ll see you later, okay?” he teases, and I agree with a laugh.

We end the call, and I’m smiling when I slide into the driver's side of the car as soon as it’s unlocked. Depositing my purse on the passenger side, along with my cell, I begin my journey to Juno’s, the sun shining brightly through my windows. It takes me twenty minutes of driving before I turn a corner that will lead me to Juno’s street.

I’m only five minutes away from her house when my cell starts calling. Smiling, I reach for it and glance down briefly to answer, sure it’s Juno wondering where I am. As soon as the call connects to the speakerphone built into my car, I say, “I’ve never known anyone so impatient. I’m five minutes away.”

Juno doesn’t answer. Instead, my cousin’s voice comes out of the speaker, his confusion evident as he asks, “Where are you heading to, kid?”

“Oh, hey,” I snort. “Sorry, I thought you were Juno. I’m heading there to spend some girl time with her. Why’s that? Everything okay?”

“Huh. Yeah, everything is okay, kid. Just thought you might have been on your way to your mother’s,” he answers, and my eyebrows pinch. Why the hell would I be going to that hellhole without a guilt-trip from Meemaw? I think I’d sooner catch crabs than willingly visit with my mother and fathers.

Shaking my head, I tell him, “The day I go there willingly and without prompting from our grandmother will be the day hell has frozen over and the Devil got his balls stuck to an iceberg. Why would you think I was going to see my mother?”

Silence greets me, and I turn down the long driveway that will lead me to Juno’s fancy house surrounded by trees and solitude, checking my cell once to see if the call is connected.

“Alek? You there?” I wonder, frowning now.

“Uh, yeah,” he says, clearing his throat before he continues. “Sorry, kid. I could have sworn I saw Pace’s car as I passed a minute ago.”

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