Page 138 of Savage Reign

I supposed it was time to get ready.

I wipedmy hand nervously down a dark blue dress covered in a thin layer of black lace. The straps hung off my shoulder, wrapping around my biceps. The neckline was low and showed off a good amount of cleavage while pinching at the waist and falling to my ankles. There was a small slit midway down, showing off my legs. Every time I walked, the anklet Killian gifted me would catch the light in a certain way, reminding me.

My hair was curled and held up in a half ponytail with a sparkling clip. The shine of it matched the small diamond stud earrings and matching necklace I wore. I paired the outfit with strappy black heels that would probably put me up to be as tall as Silas’ chin.

I wouldn’t look sooffstanding next to the brothers. I shook away the silly thoughts. As if our height difference was the thing that was really different about us and not their out-of-this-world beauty.

I paused when I got to the stairway. All three brothers stood around the foyer that connected to the landing of the stairs. They hadn’t noticed me yet. I took this moment to observe them. They were all in black suits. Maverick and Killian both paired theirs with a white button-up shirt. Maverick wore a black tie, while Killian wore a dark gray that did something amazing to his skin.

Silas was the only one who wore a dark blue shirt that almost matched my dress, as if he knew I would pick this, though I doubted it. He paired his outfit with a black tie. They all looked breathtakingly beautiful.

Killian said something to Silas, making him laugh, while Maverick stood nearby, a small smile teasing his lips, though he didn’t join in.

I knew they were close from everything they told me before—hell, they were even sharing me—but to see it was something else entirely.

For so long, they were all each other had. They were each other’s world. And now I was a part of this.

I felt a true sense of belonging that I had never felt until then.

A contentment of sorts that I didn’t think I would ever have for my own.

I took a step down the stairs, and all three brothers turned their heads toward me. My breath caught as they devoured me with their eyes and made me feel like the most beautiful girl in the world.

It also felt like prom.

I never had the chance to go. Not with the way Dad had guarded me and with Sebastian’s jealousy. It didn’t matter if I went on a date or not.

This almost felt like it.

Like I was getting a chance to kind of relive some of those experiences I’d missed out on.

I stopped when I got to the last two steps. Silas stepped forward and held out his hand for me. “Angel?”

Slowly, I placed my hand in his and let him pull me all the way down. He wrapped his arm around my middle and kissed my cheek. “You look beautiful.”

“I do?” I asked. I blinked. I hadn’t meant to say that. I meant to say “thank you.”

He pulled back slightly and looked at me for a moment. Then he leaned down and kissed my lips before nodding. “Absolutely. But then, you have always been beautiful.”

I looked down at his tie. “Thank you,” I said softly.

He stepped back, and Killian took his place. I let out a small laugh when he growled, “Ravishing,” before playfully kissing my neck. My hand pressed up against his chest, feeling his hard muscles there and resisting the urge to move my hand all over him, feeling him up.

When he pulled away from me, Maverick was there, his arms circling around my waist.

“Hi,” I said, looking up into his blue eyes. They shone in the light.

“Hi, beautiful,” he responded, his voice mild. “Are you ready to let us show you off to the world?”

I hesitated.

“Don’t be nervous,” he said softly, reading me well.

“Kind of hard not to be.”

“We’ll be with you the entire time.”

“Promise?”

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