Chapter 34
Chapter Thirty-Four
Icontinue to cry even as I am lifted from my slumped position on the floor of the cabin. Not even the soothing words of my pack are enough to make me stop.
Now Scott is gone—for good this time—it feels as though I am actually able to grieve.
I get to grieve for the girl whose life was stolen from her. The woman she grew into who had to survive day in and day out. I grieve for my daughter who was forced into this life. I grieve for Makari who shares a similar story.
I grieve for my men who, for the second time, have had to save their Omega from the Andrews pack.
Rearing my head, I control my sobs for a moment as I find Vic. My Alpha looks tired. Black rings circle his eyes that are filled with a mixture of concern and relief.
“It was the Andrews Pack. They are the ones that took Gwen. They…” I pause, fighting through another sob, “they raped her. She fell pregnant and had Makari.”
Vic looks as though he is going to be sick, processing my words. Eventually he nods, even as a lone tear streams down his cheek.
“I had a feeling that they did that to her. When we finally got her body back, the coroner said that there was evidence of a pregnancy in the last few months before her death.”
He shakes his head before looking towards the door, the same one Makari walked out of not that long ago. “We tried to look for him for years but never found anything.”
I nod, snaking my hand up to Vic’s cheek. I wipe away one of his tears and hold him close.
“He has had a really hard life. What the Andrews did to him was unspeakable. But he is a warrior.”
Vic nods, a proud look appearing on his face. “We will protect them.”
Immediately, I agree with him. Since meeting Makari, I have felt a kinship over him. My instincts scream to keep him in my nest right where Amity is. He may not be my son, but I already love him as though he is mine.
My Alphas help me to stand before gently leading me away from the scene. Each of them touches me somewhere on my body, none of them wanting to let me go too far from them. In return, I grip on to them tightly, needing the strength they provide.
Before we get to the car, Jaiden, the Alpha from OPA comes to stand in front of me. He doesn’t say anything, assessing my state. He gives my Alphas a look before turning back to me.
“Well done, Valentina. Go home with your Alphas and rest. I will take care of everything here.”
With a nod, my men lead me over to one of the many black SUVs pulled up out front of the cabin, Cal guides me into my seat, but not before he pulls me into his arms.
I breathe in his vanilla tobacco scent, the smell calming me instantly.
“I’m so glad you are okay, Little Devil. I don’t know what I would have done if I lost you.”
I agree but refuse to speak. Instead, I hug Cal tighter to me.
Eventually we let go of each other. Once in the car, I turn my head, finding both Makari and Amity sitting in the back row.
The Omega rubs Amity's arm as she nuzzles into his chest. The moment both of them get a hint of my scent, they look up at me in relief.
Makari is the first to break, launching himself at me.
“You saved me, Mom. You saved me,” he repeats, his words slurred against the tears.
Amity crawls over to us, working her way into my other arm.
“Are we safe now, Mommy?” she questions, her innocent little eyes blurred with her own emotions. Even though I did my best to shield her, it wasn’t enough.
“Yes, baby. We are safe now.”
She bites her lip before looking behind my shoulder to where Olis sits.
“Can we go home now, Pa?”
Olis chokes, and I feel his hand shake as he grips my hip. His eyes water as he gathers our three-year-old in his arms. She grips him just as tightly, needing the support only he can give her.
“Yes, my sweet girl. We are going home.”
I don’t leave my nest for days once we get home. Neither does my little family. Exhaustion claimed each of us the moment the adrenaline wore off. The second we walked through the door of the mansion, I ordered everyone to my nest.
It was almost as though I went through some kind of primal heat, the kind that instead of demanding that I breed, it demanded for me to protect my pack. To keep them by my side until the threat is gone.
Amity watches Vic, Cal and Olis with a keen interest as they dote both over me and Makari.
The three Alphas were quick in claiming the Omega as their son, something that had us all in tears again.
The moment that they could, Vic had adoption papers signed and filed with the court, officially making Makari one of us.
They were also quick in officially adopting Amity.
I make sure to check in with each of my guys in the days after I get home. Together, we process our new reality. We cry together, grit our teeth in frustration and embrace knowing that it is finally over.
A week after the whole fiasco, I finally allowed everyone to leave the nest. It takes me a little bit longer to work up the courage to leave, but I force myself to, knowing that future me will be thankful.
Before I can get too far, Cal collects me in his arms.
“And where do you think you are going, Little Devil?”
I chuckle, turning in his arms to look up at him, “I was planning on stretching my legs unless you have other ideas.”
“We have something we need to rectify before you get too far from your nest.”
My thighs clench, my eyes widening as Cal bends down and throws me over his shoulder.
I giggle, as Cal makes his way back through the door to my nest. During my heat, I hadn’t given it much notice but after, I realized that there was an extra room in my suite.
One with a nest. I spent hours during my heat perfecting it after finally being given a chance to listen to my primal side.
He drops me down on the nest, not allowing me to bounce before crawling up my body and slamming his lips on me.
He devours me, his lips moving across mine in a sensual dance. I grip his shirt, ripping at the fabric in desperation as my need escalates for him.
“Started without me, I see.”
I groan, turning my head to watch Vic shed his clothes and step into the nest. His body ripples as he bends down, collecting my lips in his, allowing Cal to trail down my torso.
His touch sends goosebumps over my flesh.
I writhe between the twin Alphas, my need escalating the more they tease and manipulate my pleasure.
I squeal against Vic's lips pulling back from him to look down at Cal who ripped my clothes from my body.
“So fucking perfect,” Cal murmers, bending back down. He dips his tongue out, ever so slowly licking his way up the inside of my thigh and to my core. I groan, my body moving on its own accord as I beg for more.
“Please, Cal, please.”
He moves quicker than I can blink. Flipping me over so I am my hands and knees, I arch my back, moaning as he gives into my begging. He licks his way directly up my slit, groaning into me before going back for more.
His tongue penetrates me, the noises coming from him heightening my pleasure.
Vic comes to kneel before me, his hand trailing over my cheek. I lean into his touch, soaking up the feel of him as I give in to the first orgasm that tears through me.
“Good Omega,” Vic growls, lifting my chin. He presents his cock to me, the length swollen and red, desperate for my touch.
I give into him, sucking him into my mouth at the same time Cal slams himself inside of me.
WIth each trust of Cal’s hips, I relax my throat, taking in as much of my Alpha as I can handle. Spit drips down my chin as I choke and moan on his length. It’s messy but so fucking good.
Vic’s hand combs through my hair before he grips the strands. I moan around his length, the sound spurring him on to begin fucking my mouth.
I give myself over to my two Alphas. My body becomes theres to do with as they wish as ecstasy courses through my veins.
Another orgasm peaks and I come with a shout. I feel Cal follow quickly behind me. His knot breaches my entrance before swelling to completion. Reaching an arm around my stomach, Cal lifts me up right. I lean back on his hard chest as I fight to catch my breath.
Vic closes in on my front, completely sandwiching me in between them both.
“Ours,” the Alphas growl at the same time. Another orgasm rips through me as both Cal and Vic bite down on opposite sides of my neck, claiming me as theirs.
My entire world goes black the moment my orgasm subsides but I don’t care.
After years of abuse, my body and soul damaged to the precipice of being beyond repair, I finally feel whole.