Page 47 of Pack: Posy 3

Oh, Sid, I thought.

"Whatever happened, I know you didn't mean to," I told him, and he raised his wet, red eyes to mine.

"Me sowwy. Me so sowwy," he choked.

This was breaking my heart. Yanking out of my mates' hold, I went over to him and motioned for him to come down to my level. I knew he was miserable, but I didn't expect him to drop on me so heavily, and my knees buckled. Mason caught me - us - and basically controlled our fall to the floor, then helped me out from under Ash's ginormous body.

Sid didn't want to let me go, which I understood, so we ended up with me in his lap and his face in my throat. He tightened his arms around me so hard, it hurt my ribs, though, and tears spurted to my eyes.

Mason, I linked, panicking just a little.He's squeezing me too tight!

Instantly, Mason grabbed Sid's wrists and pulled his arms away.

"You're hurting her, Sid," he murmured. "You can't hug her that hard."

"Me sowwy." Sid slumped limply. "Me no hurt mate."

"Shh. It's all right. It was an accident," I whispered and petted his curls.

Mason cautiously released his wrists, but stayed crouched next to us.

"What happened with Mr. Nibbles, my heart?" I asked. "You can tell me. I won't hate you. Not ever. And I won't be mad."

Sid nodded, but didn't take his face out of my throat.

"Last night, we went in woods, 'member?"

"I do." I kissed his forehead. "Ash ate too many brownies and was on a sugar high, so you two went on a run to burn off some energy before bedtime."

I heard one of the betas snort and had to hide my own smile. Brownies before bed weren't going to happen ever again in this house. Ash had been bouncing off the walls.

Of course, it didn't help that he ate one whole pan all by himself.

"When me come back," Sid continued, "me see Mr. Nibbles by couch. Me say, 'Mr. Nibbles, this not you bed. Me take you to you bed.' And me take him to mate's special woom."

"Oh. Thank you. That was very sweet of you. Was that while I was in the shower?"

" 'Es, 'es, but den—" He swallowed hard and knotted his fingers together again. "Sid pway wif Mr. Nibbles a widdle bit and Mr. Nibbles— Mr. Nibbles get huwt."

He slipped into third person, I linked my mates.Does that mean he's getting more upset? Should I stop asking him questions?

He needs to admit his mistakes, princess, not hide from them,Ash told me, his tone firm.Tell him to bring you Mr. Nibbles.

"Sid, did you, um, hide Mr. Nibbles?" I took his hands in mine and untangled his fingers.

" 'Es. No want mate to see. Sid sad and 'shamed."

"Sid." I held his face in my hands and looked into his eyes. "You are worth a thousand Mr. Nibbles."

"Sid is?" he whispered.

"Yes, you are. I know you didn't mean to hurt him. Can you please go get him for me?"

"Mate no mad? Mate no hate Sid?" His eyes looked so sad, I couldn't stand it.

"No, my heart." I pecked his nose, then either cheeks, then his lips. "I love you. Forever and ever."

"Sid get Mr. Nibbles." Sitting me on the floor, he left the room.

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