Page 90 of Small Town Shy Omega

“Baby,” Dreydon growled, his voice deep and true, “you showed us what an Omega is. Before you, we were a pack without our queen. You are our queen. Forever and always.”

My heat had come and gone, but I was no longer content being single. In my heat or out, my pack belonged beside me.

They weren’t just here for heat relief, or to relieve me when I burned.

No, they belonged with me for life.

Blake drug his lips up my neck, touching my bond mark. “Ours,” he growled, and I surrendered to his soft kiss.

The light notes of Thalia’s latest single wafted through the nook. I sighed, sipping my hot raspberry tea that my Alphasprepared for me and eating sherbet cookies. I was happy in my nest, and now I’d finally opened my nook up for my Alphas.

I’d always be shy girl, living in an extravert’s world. Now, I had a pack who accepted me just the way I was. Not only that—they helped me break out of my shell, do things I was scared shitless to do, like opening my own glassworks studio.

“I’m at my peace,” I said softly, my blankets surrounding me. Warm fuzz pressed against my face, and I didn’t recall ever feeling so cozy. “I love you, pack.”

“We love you too, Layla.”

Even Whiskers was happy.Meeeeow.

My homemade apple blossom candle flickered down, and we spent all my afternoon buried in books. Josh was enjoying the Nora Roberts paperback I lent him. Soothing indie music reached my ears, and I made a note to never forget this afternoon.

To my great surprise, Blake slid something onto my finger.

“Look when you’re ready,” he said quietly.

When I peeked down I saw it was a diamond ring.

Lifting the diamond ring to my mauve-and-sparkle eyes, I gasped. “Oh, Blake!”

“Will you marry us, Layla?” Each of my Alphas purred.

There was only one answer for my Omega. “Yes!”