Page 33 of My Pucking Life

Right after we all “oooo'd and awe'd" over mine and Roman's marks, we covered them up, and Zoey came over to visit and gossip. I learned that she had lost her virginity in high school to the person that was supposed to be her high school sweetheart, but she didn't want to talk about it, so I didn't push. It worries me that her experience wasn't all it was supposed to be. After that, I didn't want to gush about everything that Roman had done for me, but she insisted, and when I'd try to leave out even the smallest detail, she would call me out and demand more.

When I'd finally gotten through telling her everything, I swear there were literal hearts in her eyes. I was swooning all over again and so damn happy for the life I've found with him.

Zoey's been gone a couple of hours now, and I managed to talk all the guys into watching Twilight with me before they have practice this evening. Their grumbles and quiet noises of protests have given me an obnoxious amount of joy. More than that, it's the fact that they were willing to sit down and watch this with me, knowing what they were getting themselves into. Now that we've started, though, we have to watch them all. I have to hold in an evil laugh at the thought.

My thoughts are disturbed by a knock on the door. To date, unexpected knocks on this door have not been a good thing, causing my body to tense in preparation for whatever it could be. Roman leaps off the couch and cuts Miss Tilly off as she approaches the door. He checks the small screen and seems to relax a little but not completely before the door slides open to reveal Khaos.

“Oh, hi, Khaos!” I smile and yell as I pause the movie—because they're not getting out of this just because we have company—and make my way to my kind-of-brother, wrapping my arms around him. I can tell he's still getting used to showing affection because when my arms first latch around him, his body locks up tight before slowly accepting my hug and even returning it.

“Hey, Squirt,” he counters with an ornery smirk on his face. When he pulls away, a flash of confusion crosses his features so quickly most people would probably miss it. He looks around the room with his eyes slightly narrowed before his focus returns to me, almost reluctantly.

My nose scrunches up all on its own, and the laugh that escapes him is so rich and full of genuine happiness—he should definitely laugh more—I almost forgot why I made the face. “Why Squirt?”

I guess he can call me that if it makes him smile like that, but shit.

“I thought it was a good little sibling name. Not to mention, you are the smallest werewolf I've ever met,” he says it with love, but it also kind of feels like a jab. We don't know why I'm so small.

Roman must feel my mixed emotions through our bond and pipes up in my defense, “We think it has something to do with her being on the wolfsbane for so long,” he finishes with a smile to me and love in his eyes.

Thank you.

He nods.

Khaos notices the interaction and does a double-take as he looks us over. “You've completed the mate bond.”

Not a question. It's a statement. And for some reason, coming from my brother, my body flushes in embarrassment, and all I can do is gape at Roman, who again picks up my slack.

“We did. She's still getting used to having normal conversations surrounding those topics because of being raised as a human, where that topic is still fairly taboo.”

Khaos nods but doesn't drop it, and when he says, “Let's see them then,” it takes me a moment to realize what he's asking.

Roman caught the meaning well enough as he removes his whole ass shirt just to show Khaos his mark.You just gotta whip those muscles out any chance you get, huh?I tease.

He smiles and flexes a bit, showing off for me, and I giggle. Khaos just shakes his head and takes in the mark.

“Silver?” he asks no one in particular, and we both nod as I pull my shirt off my shoulder to reveal a softer version of Roman's mark on my own neck and shoulder.

“It would seem there are congratulations in order,” he begins, but when I go to thank him, he's not done talking, “I also have some news I think will be well-received, well…mostly anyways,” he finishes with another smirk.

I wrack my brain for all the things he could possibly be about to tell us. I am no way prepared for what he says next, though.

To be continued…

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24

“I've put in a notice of retirement to the NHL, and…I would like to join your pack,” Khaos announces directly to me, then smiles at Leera.

I immediately throw up my walls to my men, always leaving Leera access to reach me. A couple of them hop off the couch, looking at him like a madman. I honestly thought I'd heard him incorrectly and was waiting for the “gotcha" moment.

“Why?” is all I can get out, but Leera is there with all of her questions spilling out without her control.

“Are you okay? This isn't because of me, is it? I thought you loved hockey? But you're an Alpha, don't you need your own pack?” she rambles as all of her thoughts pour straight from her mind to her mouth.

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