Page 108 of Drown My Sorrow

Keagan pads over to join me and runs a hand down my side. “Do you want to talk about it?”

“Nope.”

“Not even the Raines?”

“Not even them.”

Keagan is silent, but I know he’s not going to leave it alone. He’s just giving me the illusion of choice.

“I heard what Ezy said, and I felt that yearning.”

“Oh?”

“Why does he want me so much? It makes no sense.” I hold up my hand to cut off his protests. “I have no real job, can’t afford to pay my bills, I’m disabled with severe and chronic pain all the time and have a half a dozen mental illness issues. On top of which I have six scent matches, which is nearly unheard of.”

“And-”

“Let me finish before you tell me I’m wrong. What happens if I’m too sore for sex? What happens if I can’t do it anymore? Or what happens if you end up caring for me and showering me, carrying me around? What happens if you end up resenting me or turning bitter? How am I supposed to be okay with us all being together if I know you’re going to hate me?”

“Oh, I got this one,” Beau says. He sidles up beside me and hits me over the back of the head.

“OW!” I snarl.

“Don’t be a dumbass, Cher. If you are too sore for sex, I have a hand or five other pack mates who would willingly let me fuck them.”

“Are you sure?” I whisper meekly.

“Can confirm!” Gael says from the bed.

I thought he was sleeping. I’m mortified.

“Ooh, pack meeting.” Beau claps and turns the lights on. “So, if I was needy, and you were unavailable, I would fuck one of them. There, problem solved.”

“Would you be okay with that?” I ask in a strangled voice.

“Did you think we abstained from sex just because we were in an all male pack? I love my pack, Aspyn. We have sex all the time, and Beau is incredibly attractive,” Kelly says without opening his eyes. “As for taking care of you, of course, we would shower you and carry you around.”

“And toilet?” I spit out harshly. I want to shock them with the reality, with the possibilities.

“Yeah, I’d do that, too. I’d just want you to be happy.”

I blink at the slumbering alpha who still hasn’t even opened his eyes.

“I would never resent you,” Ezy murmurs. “If you ever forgave me, I would spend the rest of my life being grateful that you gave me a chance. How could anyone resent you?”

“I’m broken!” I shout.

“You’re not broken. You’re injured.”

“I can’t walk properly. My body reacts with pain all the time. My face is all scared and scares children! I can’t even hear the rain without freaking out-”

“I love your face,” Gael interrupts.

I blink at him. My train of thought almost derailed.

“Fine! Fine! Let me ask you this.” I glare around the room defiantly. “Does anyone here want children?”

There is a long and deep silence.

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