Page 97 of Forget me Knot
I wrap an arm around her waist, pulling her close. “Anything for you, princess.”
Max and Sam join us, and we stand there for a moment, admiring our handiwork. Twelve apple trees, standing tall and proud, the beginning of our very own orchard.
“You know,” I say, breaking the comfortable silence, “in a few years, we’ll be out here picking apples. Maybe with our kids running around.”
We haven’t really discussed children yet, but why not now?
Lily turns to face me, her eyes shining. “I’d love that,” she says softly.
The moment is heavy with emotion, and I can see Max and Sam exchanging meaningful glances. We all want the same thing, and it’s good to know that we are on the right track to getting everything we wanted.
“You know what this calls for?” Sam says suddenly, breaking the tension. “A celebration.”
Max grins. “I like the way you think. BBQ?”
“I’ll grab the beers,” I offer.
Lily laughs, clapping her hands. “BBQ it is. But you’re all showering first.”
As we make our way back to the house, playfully shoving each other and arguing over who gets to cook the steaks, I’mstruck by how right this all feels. The farmhouse, the shop, the gardens, the orchard, our little pack. It’s everything I wanted with Lily.
Later,as we sit around the outdoor table, the smell of grilling meat in the air and cold beers in hand, I look around at my family. Max is animatedly describing a scene from his latest writing to Sam, who’s listening with rapt attention. Lily is curled up in my lap, her head resting on my shoulder.
“Happy?” I murmur into her hair.
She lifts her head, meeting my eyes with a smile that could outshine the sun. “Incredibly,” she says, leaning in for a kiss.
As our lips meet, I silently thank whatever twist of fate brought us all together. We may have had a slow start, and there are undoubtedly challenges ahead, but in this moment, surrounded by my pack, I know we can face anything.
“So,” Max says, pulling us out of our moment, “what’s next on the farmhouse renovation list? A vegetable garden? Maybe a greenhouse for tomatoes?”
Lily’s eyes light up at the suggestion. “Oh, a greenhouse would be amazing! Not just tomatoes, but think of all the exotic flowers I could grow!”
Sam chuckles. “I think we’ve created a monster. Next thing you know, we’ll be turning the whole farm into one giant botanical garden.”
“Would that be so bad?” I tease, nuzzling Lily’s neck. “We could charge admission!”
“It’s not a bad idea,” Max says, returning to his banking ways as the wheels start turning.
The evening is spent laughing, planning, and dreaming. As darkness falls on our little slice of paradise, I feel a profound sense of contentment.
This is home. This is family. There’s nothing we can’t overcome with love, laughter, and maybe a few more apple trees.
As the night winds down and we start to clean up, I pull Lily aside for a moment. “I can’t wait to have babies with you.” I kiss her, pouring all my love and devotion into it. When we break apart, we’re both a little breathless.
“Me too,” she murmurs, and I know that look in her eye. Her arousal hits my senses, and I growl softly. She returns it with a purr that is possessive and thrills me down to my very soul.
We head inside, our little family on its way to being complete and happy. We’re a loving and true pack now. And nothing can change that.
Chapter 49
Sam
As we clean up after our impromptu BBQ celebration, I feel a deep sense of contentment. The smell of grilled meat lingers in the air, mingling with the earthy scent of freshly turned soil from our new apple orchard. It’s been a good day - hard work, laughter, and the simple joy of being together.
I’m gathering empty beer bottles when I notice Jack and Lily in a quiet moment, their foreheads pressed together as they whisper to each other. The love radiating between them is almost touchable, and warmth spreads through my chest. Seeing Jack so happy, so at peace, fills me with joy. He has wanted his omega forever, and he finally got her. We all did.
I turn away to give them privacy, catching Max’s eye as I do. He gives me a knowing smile and nods towards the house. I follow him inside, arms full of empty bottles.
