Page 137 of Knot for Me

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“Don’t worry,” Marco says, grabbing my hand. “I made sure to protect the wine from Amelie.”

Lucas’ hands find my shoulders, squeezing gently. “I’m going to play your song later.”

My song? The song. Oh, my heart. He wrote that song about me! Tears fill my eyes. I step back against his chest and breathe in, inhaling their scents. They ground me. They make me smile. They make me laugh. They make me brave. They make me realize I was never bad. I’m good, always have been and always will be. But most of all, they make my heart happy.

“I love you,” I say, and they all murmur it back because that’s how we work now. We’re not four separate people anymore.

We’re a pack.

And I’ve never been happier to be an omega than I am in this moment.

Guess it’s not so bad after all.

THE END.

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