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“Yes,” he answered immediately. “I know what it feels like when you don’t care enough to ask.” He shook his head. “Ask me every day if you want.”
But she wouldn’t have to ask. She just knew she wouldn’t. Now, Delta knew how to talk to him, and Nathan knew how to let her in.
He’d destroyed his carefully constructed walls just for her to have a safe place beside him.
The Rogue Pack was a mess, and they had a long way to go to bond, but they had something here. Something special. Something important.
This was the beginning of something big, and she wanted them to have front row seats at the build-up. She had faith in Liam to lead them, and faith in Nathan to be a good Second. She had faith in Nory as a friend, and faith that the other boys were going to crack her up somedays and piss her off on others.
There would be more good days than bad now. She just felt it.
And it all started with him.
Nathan was making a safe foundation for her. He was learning a balance between taking care of her and giving her room to grow, and for the first time since she’d met him, she knew without the shadow of a doubt that he had been the mate that was meant for her.
She liked that he was possessive and protective. She liked that he was imperfect but took accountability for mistakes. She liked that he was dominant, and powerful.
A trying man was a valuable man, and already Nathan had turned so many things around.
No, he hadn’t been ready when they’d paired. Not really.
But now?
He pressed another kiss onto her knuckles and she rested her chin on top of his head, staring at the fire in their wood stove, in their dilapidated den, in the territory of their Pack.
Now, she couldn’t imagine her life without him.
Epilogue
Everything was on fire.
“Any regrets now?” Nathan asked as Delta glared at Vic.
“A few. Why is Vic carrying a hamster cage?”
“Oh, I asked him, and he said he bought the hamster yesterday as a housewarming gift to himself.”
“It’s not his house though,” she pointed out as she moved to the side to allow Vic past.
“Hey, this was your idea,” Vic told her.
Tabian followed him in, holding a trio of boxes. “Yep. You were the one who offered us the rooms.”
“Temporarily. It doesn’t mean get pets.”
“We will take the pets with us when our homes are delivered,” Tabian muttered as he disappeared into the first bedroom in the hallway.
“And when might that be?” Nathan asked.
“Eight weeks,” Vic called.
“You better mean eight days,” Nathan said.
“Oh yeah, that’s probably what I meant.”
Nathan was standing with his hands on his hips, glaring at the doors the boys had disappeared into. “I have some regrets too,” he admitted.
Delta snickered and pulled on his hand, leading him out of the house. The door was fixed now and didn’t even need a wooden plank to keep it closed. “Look, maybe someday we will look back on these days as the good old days. Maybe Tabian and Vic will be great roommates.”
