My heart swells. Breaks and mends and fills. All in one breath.
She gets it.
I hug her tightly. “Me neither.”
Meg snuggles into my side. “But we’re here,” she whispers. “And we’re?—”
Together.
She says it reverently. Like that’s the thing that matters most. All of this wealth, security, luxury… it doesn’t mean nearly as much to her as the guys and I do.
I understand the feeling. Because this whole place could burn to the ground, and all I would think about is Meg.
My pack.
Our family.
Which reminds me.
I grunt while I heave both of us upright. My head protests a little, but I ignore the throb and bend to scrape my teeth against her throat. She whimpers and shivers, perfuming when I suck the thin skin between my lips hard enough to mark it.
“I just thought of the perfect peace offering for Theo,” I tell her, skirting a hand down her body.
She trembles, but sass fills her voice. “And that is…?”
“A soaking wet omega.”
chapter
sixty-one
*Meg’s Knot Collection*
Ronan
Who took my omega?
Archer
Our* omega
Theo
My bad, Daddy.
Declan
Is Daddy a thing now?
Ronan
No.
*Theo changed Ronan’s Name to Daddy in this Conversation*
Declan
this is going to be awkward at work.