Sable
“I don’t think I want to do a wedding,” I admit, lifting my head to peek at the bodies on either side of me.
Glancing down, Taron lifts his head just enough to blink at me before dropping his head back onto my abdomen.
After the party, the four of us came back to Taron’s place and spent six hours making love in the nest.
Okay, we also fucked like crazy too. I’ve been laying here staring at the ceiling for half an hour, watching the sun rise through the window. Colter peeks one eye open and glances at me, his head propped up by his arm. He’s distractingly naked, they all are, but then again, so am I.
Maybe I should cover my breasts so they hear me. The second I lift my hands out of Taron’s hair though, he whines, cutting off his perfect alpha purr.
Fine. They’re grown men, they’re capable of concentrating while boobs are visible.
“Whatever you want, baby,” Rhian says sleepily, rolling onto his side to face me. Slowly he lifts his hand, caressing my left breast. Fuck, maybe I’m the one who can’t concentrate when breasts are present.
“I want to bond with you right now,” I say through a breathless moan, fighting really hard to stay on topic. All three of their scents spike, these words getting their attention as Colter and Rhian both sit up, while Taron supports his weight on his elbows, still over my body. Very distracting.
“Now? Not after a ceremony?” Taron frowns as he asks, glancing to the other men for confirmation he heard me correctly.
“Now. Who’s the pack lead going to be?” I ask, and three of us turn to face the alpha on my right all at once.
“Me?” Colter asks, eyes wide as he points to himself. “You three want me to be pack lead?” He looks completely shocked by this, but I’m not sure why. He’s the obvious choice. A natural leader. Calming and protective. Everything a pack lead should be.
Sometimes packs are formed slowly over time, and a pack lead is whoever brings the other alphas together. Sometimes, like right now, the lead is chosen by their soon-to-be pack.
“Do you think it should be Taron instead?” Rhian asks, lifting his brow at the other alpha, who scoffs.
“No, definitely not. He tried to pretend he wasn’t stalking you two by saying you liked it, like that somehow makes it not stalking.” Colter shakes his head, chuckling as he clearly remembers that conversation.
“First of all. Rude. Both of you.” Taron glares at the other two men, but turns back to Colter. “Second, you’re a better fit for this than I am.” I wonder why Colter is hesitant? Maybe he feels as though he doesn’t deserve the title. It’s kind of a big deal.
“Fuck,” Colter murmurs, blinking down at me. I sit up as Taron lets me scoot further up the bed, and I pull my knees to my chest. I don’t need them using my own boobs to distract me again.
“Will you be our pack lead, Colter Brown?” I ask, pouting my bottom lip out, hoping that blinking up at him through my lashes will be enough to sway him. Alphas struggle to say no to their omegas.
“Of course, Sable. Anything for you. Always,” he says gently, pulling me into him for a kiss.
Then, without any hesitation, he grabs Taron by the back of the neck and drags him in.
I watch as my alpha sinks his teeth into my other alphas neck, just below the brambles of his tattoo, starting our pack bond.
Taron winces slightly from the pain, before being released.
Taron has to accept the bond in his heart and soul, at least that’s how I’ve always heard it described, and when their scents combine I know it’s working.
He returns the favor by turning his head and biting into the firm muscle of Colter’s shoulder.
The big guy grunts in satisfaction as they lean back from each other.
Rhian’s next, already climbing across us and leaping into Colter’s arms. I giggle as I watch the alpha tilt Rhian’s head to the side, brushing gentle kisses along his soft unblemished skin, and much more softly than he did with Taron, sink his teeth into his neck.
Rhian moans, his apple cider scent spiking in the air as it mixes with the alphas. He turns his head to the side and places his own bite up high on Colter's neck, just below his ear. The deep groans and shaking in his arms gives away how much the bonds are affecting him.
Taron reaches for the omega as he’s released, marking him just below Colter’s bite, before soothing the bites with licks and kisses. Rhian tugs the alpha’s hair, bringing him in to mark Taron on the opposite side from Colter’s bite, making the alpha grunt.
When Colter turns to me, I grin. The heady mix of their scents as the bonds settle has slick pooling between my legs.
“How does it feel?” I ask, knowing he can feel the other two through the bond now.
“Fucking incredible, but there’s one very important piece missing, Angel.” Colter takes my hand in his, and pulls me into his arms. I straddle his legs, wrapping my hands around his neck, moaning when he caresses my back. “You ready, Sable?”
“Yes, alpha. Mark me. Make me pack.” I nod, tilting my head to the side in a show of submission and acceptance.
“Mate,” he growls as he leans in, and bites. I gasp, moaning as the bond explodes through me, settling in my soul like the missing piece I never knew was incomplete.
Once I close my mouth over the pulse at the base of his throat, my teeth sink in and the world explodes in brilliant color. One by one I mark Taron and then Rhian as well, feeling their bonds sink into my bones.
My heart has never been so full. I can feel each of my men through the bond, and my eyes water as joy so big and bright lights me up from the inside.
“I love you,” I say to them, hoping they know I mean forever.
Maybe I didn’t need to leave this small town to get my happily ever after, but if I never left, would things have ended up like this? I don’t think they would.
Sable
“Hey Grams,” I whisper, swiping the tears from my eyes. “I’m sorry I haven’t visited again sooner. Maybe I was avoiding the pain, just a little.” I chuckle, as I kneel by her grave, reaching out to place the bundle of roses and lavender against her granite headstone.
…So very loved
The cursive script is the only line on her stone besides her name and time on this earth.
She is laid to rest in the cemetery just outside of town.
The stone pathways and English cottage landscaping give a sense of peace that would comfort those seeking to visit loved ones.
I can’t help but think she’d appreciate the gothic touches of the place in the black iron tipped lanterns and gates.
A few feet from Grams lays a similar headstone, where my mama rests.
I have no memories of my mother. There was always just Grams. But I place a bundle of matching flowers that Colter hands me on her gravestone as well.
I haven’t been here in a while, but it feels good to be here now.
“You always knew the magic of this town would bring me back. That love would find a way. I hope when the wind carries these words to you, you know we're okay. That I’m okay. I found my place. Thank you for loving me and teaching me to dance even when no one else was. I love you, to the moon and back.”
Something settles in my soul as I stand up, the breeze carries through the trees. I swear for a moment I hear her light chuckle before my pack mates step forward and hold me close.
“Come, Little Ghost.” Taron’s hand is gentle as he leads me from the graveyard.
Rhian and Colter follow behind, reminding me that the path that got us here was worth it. That love will always fill your world with magic.
The End
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“Damn, you look good in this costume, Sweet Plum,” the deep voice behind me growls, causing my hackles to rise and my muscles to tighten. That is not the voice I wanted to hear tonight. Why is he here already? He shouldn’t be back in town yet! The wedding isn’t for weeks!
“Kai…” I say, turning to the beta from my past. Normally I would use Sable as a hiding place, but she just left the Halloween party with her soon-to-be pack.
Glancing around, no doubt looking just as desperate as I feel, I spot the only person I know that just might save me.
“Benson!” I reach for the alpha's bicep, grip tightly, and yank him to me. “There you are babe,” I chuckle, cozying up to him, hoping he doesn’t embarrass the fuck out of me right now.
I stare up at him with wide eyes that I hope scream ‘please play along and save me,’ and not ‘I’m fucking delusional. ’
“Plum,” Benson says, wrapping his arm around me and resting his palm on my ass. I have to resist growling at the bastard, and keep my face neutral as I smile over at Kai.
“Kai, this is my boyfriend, Benson. Benson, this is Kai. The best man in your sister's wedding!” I explain, and Benson nods.
“I know Kai,” he smirks down at me, giving my ass a firm squeeze. “Long time no see, city boy.” The smile he gives him is wolfish.
I’m going to strangle him for enjoying this so much.
Kai is never going to take this seriously if Benson can’t behave.
“Stella hasn’t mentioned you two being a thing. Must not be very serious.” Kai says with that damn smirk of his. I have nothing to say to that, but thankfully, Benson does.
“We’re taking it slow. Enjoying each other.” The alpha turns to me, caressing my cheek in an intimate gesture that sends shivers down my spine. “Isn’t that right, baby?”
Oh hell. What have I gotten myself into? I am so cooked. I’ve liked Nick for so long I don’t even remember how the crush started, Benson’s older brother. But the way that Benson is staring at me right now? Fuck me. I could get addicted to this feeling.
I am so fucked.