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“He will be safe here,” the medic promised. “We have people guarding the doors.”

I blinked and looked toward the door where I now saw that there were alphas flanking each side. The fact that it had come to this made me feel ill.

But I swallowed it down, stood and walked to Addy's side. I just needed to touch him.

I reached out and squeezed his hand and then followed his om-father.

The moment we were outside, he linked his arm with mine and gave me a long look.

“Welcome to the family, love,” he told me. “I always thought of you as my honorary child.”

I shut my eyes, emotions hitting me harder than I expected at the kind words and suddenly, we were hugging on the side of the street in the middle of the night, both shaking and crying.

“Come on,” he said, after a minute. “Let's get you home.”

I felt weaker than ever as we walked to Addy's house, but my stupid mouth would not stop.

“It was my fault,” I insisted. “The bond was my idea. I had to convince him.”

He listened to me ramble on about how I had asked him to think about it, and how when he had finally agreed I had never been happier. It wasn't until we were at his front door that he finally spoke.

“I appreciate that you two chose to do this together,” he told me. “But the fact remains that he took you away that night and...”

His voice shook and he took a moment to steady it before going on.

“I can't help but feel that we have failed as parents,” he admitted. “First, Latif making love to Blaine when they weren't bonded... and now this.”

I frowned.

“Or, you gave your children the chance to make their own mistakes,” I suggested, “because they knew they would still have your love afterwards. Honestly, I am not too sure about my own parents.”

“They will come around,” he promised me.

“But I may not,” I admitted.

He took a shaky breath and squeezed my arm.

“Come inside.”

The moment we entered their home, Addy's Al-mother leaped up. She had been sitting next to the fire and appeared to be shaken, but unhurt. Still, her mate rushed to her and they embraced tightly.

“What happened?” she asked. “Is Addy okay?”

“He will be, but is still being tended to now.”

She sighed.

“Perhaps I shouldn't have fought, but I saw your al-mother over Addy and there was so much blood...”

I shut my eyes.

“It's quite alright,” I lied.

“Enough,” his om-father said. “We can talk about this later. Come sit.”

I was led to one of the cushions by the fire and sat down while the two of them went into the kitchen.

I could hear their whispering but not what they were saying. I didn't care to. I was too exhausted for anything more than keeping my eyes open.

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