Page 165 of Party Girl: How a Naughty Omega Finds Love
Avi shakes his head. “We should have—”
“Nothing you could have done would stop Camila. She gets what she wants, no matter the cost. We should be thankful we’re all alive.” I put my hand on my chest. “I never once blamed you for what happened.”
The alphas all look at the ground, shame coloring their features. Alphas and their damn egos. I shake my head, at a loss for words.
“You saved me,” I whisper. “That’s all that matters.”
“Trouble.” Hayden approaches me. “I think right now, all we need is to hold you and know you’re safe. The rest will come later.” He takes my hand, pulling me toward the bed. “You can be the little spoon.”
We climb into the bed and the guys join us, snuggling in until the king size bed is impossibly full. As their heat and scents wrap around me, I realize this is what I needed more than anything. Sex would have distracted me, but this sort of gentle love somehow heals my wounds more than I ever thought possible. I’m in no way close to being over what happened, but with these men surrounding me, I know that my wounds—old and new—will heal.
* * *
A noisy car pulls up outside the hotel room the next morning. I sit up and blink away the sleep. Trev is peeking through the curtains.
“You sure we can trust her?”
Asher covers a yawn before responding. “She’s practically family.”
“Who is she?” I say, voice groggy.
“Maddy.”
The paramedic. I cover my face with my hands and groan. My hair is a mess, and I just woke up from the hardest sleep I’ve ever had. Stumbling away from the bed, I make it to the bathroom right as Maddy knocks on the door.
I do my best to make myself look presentable, finger combing my hair, smoothing my stinky shirt, and splashing water on my face. The cuts on my face have scabbed over. I end up washing my face before I finally rejoin everyone in the bedroom.
Maddy is sitting at the table in the corner. Asher hands her a small bag full of phones and she pushes a few burners toward him. Her eyes move from Asher to me, face flashing with ire. “What did they do to you?”
“Hey, Maddy.”
Abandoning her bag and the table she marches toward me, eyes flicking over every inch of me. “You’re so pale.”
“Thanks.”
“It wasn’t a compliment. Can we have the room?” She extends her hands toward me, and I place my palms in hers. She squeezes my fingers then turns my arm over so she can inspect the faint bruises on my wrist.
None of the guys move.
Maddy huffs and looks over her shoulder. “Beat it. I need to examine her without you guys hovering. Go wait in the car or something.”
Trev makes a face, but Asher stands and pulls him toward the exit.
“Are you okay with this?” Hayden asks on his way to the door.
“Yeah.” I’d rather her inspect me alone. They’re already so keyed up from rescuing me.
“We’ll be right outside.” Avi slides his gaze to Maddy. “Be gentle.”
“I’m a trained professional.” She arches an eyebrow at him.
Avi nods and closes the door behind the four of them. Maddy mutters about ridiculous mates under her breath and turns back to me, a small, placating smile stretching her lips.
“Sorry. I figured it would be better for them to leave.” Her eyes search my face. “You showered?”
I nod.
“Good. First things first, tell me what happened.”
