Page 81 of The Librarian and Her Alphas

I wash my face and rinse my mouth, then head to the living room to sit and relax for a moment. My phone is still in my bag, where I had thrown it in my haste to leave the airport, so I grab it to see if I’ve missed anything.

It was on silent, so I was surprised to see that I had several missed calls and texts from the alphas.

Max

Did the plan work? Were you able to get out?

Max

Is everything okay, Lena?

Max

Call me sweetheart. We’re worried sick about you. I love you, and I need to know you’re safe.

My heart achesat the declaration of his feelings, and tears roll down my face.

Damon

Please let us know that you’re all right, baby.

Gunnar

Lena, I’m desperate. Call me. I love you.

Why didI ever leave when I had the love of three phenomenal alphas right in front of me?I feel like a moron, but it’s too late for that now. All I can do now is let them know I’m okay and where I am.

I send the alphas a group text.

The plan worked, and I’m okay. I’m safe. I’ll send you my location.

My message has only just been deliveredwhen my phone rings, Damon’s name flashing on the screen.

“Damon?” I answer, surprised that he’s calling me within seconds of me sending the message.

“Did you make it home safe?” he asks loudly over the sounds of a whirring engine.

Was he in some kind of helicopter?My face heats with embarrassment at the urgency he and his pack are taking to get to me.

“I’m fine,” I say, raising my voice so he can hear me. “I just texted you all back. Where are you? It sounds like you’re flying.”

“That’s because we are!” he shouts over the loud engines. “We’re on our way to you. Max has got your location. Hang tight, okay? We’re coming for you. Don’t answer the door for anyone except us, and we’ll let you know when we’re there. Promise me you won’t open the door no matter what.”

“Okay, I promise,” I say, not wanting to go against his order this time.I need him. I need his pack to keep our baby safe. “Thank you, Damon.”

There’s a long pause, and I wait for him to say something more. Max and Gunnar told me they love me. Is Damon going to do the same? My heart skips a beat at the thought.

“We’ll be there soon,” he says gruffly and hangs up.

Disappointment wells in my chest, but I swallow it down.

I can hear in his voice that he’s upset with me. He doesn’t trust me now and thinks I’m like his ex. Dropping the phone onto the couch, I sigh as I close my eyes, and tears roll down my face. Loud sobs fill the living room as I break down.

Damon’s trust in me is gone. It’s my fault.

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Thirty minutes later,my shirt is drenched with my tears, and my face is wet.

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