Chapter Thirty-Three – Jess
After Asher and Mason give me their bonding bites on the other side of my neck, the guys take me to the bathroom and help me wash the wounds off. They apply anti-bacterial cream and bandages, and soon enough we’re back in bed, snuggled together, without a care in the world.
It doesn’t feel real, none of it. Not the fact that I wanted to bond with them, not the fact that they decided our pack would be Pack Dryers, and definitely not the fact that I feel completely at peace with it all. Happy, even.
I don’t think I’ve ever been this happy before in my entire life.
Is this how normal people feel on a regular, day-to-day basis? It’s amazing.
I lay on my back and stare at the familiar ceiling of my bedroom. Mason, Asher, and Rourke lay beside me. I’m the only one awake after another round of love-making.
Silence used to be my worst enemy, but here and now, it’s a comfortable silence. It’s easy. Existing is no longer difficult for me. I am connected to these three men on a spiritual level, on the deepest level possible.
And I’m happy about it.
That’s what blows my mind the most. Things changed so quickly. I never once thought I’d be here, with three alphas I adore, having everything all at once. My house. My inheritance. These men.
I don’t deserve them. That thought still echoes in my mind every now and then, but they’ve made it clear to me time and time again they love and will keep choosing me day in and day out until we get old and wrinkly and fate decides we’ve had enough.
Hopefully that wouldn’t happen for a long, long time, though.
As I think that particular thought, I place a hand over my stomach. The past few days, I’ve been feeling… weird. Off. I don’t want to say anything to the guys just yet, but I do have an appointment with a doctor next week to get tested.
Out of all of the things we talked about in that cabin, we never once discussed whether or not I was on birth control. I wasn’t, for reasons that should be obvious. I didn’t think I’d invite anyone to partake in my heat with me, so protection like that was the last thing on my mind at the time.
It’s early. I never saw myself as someone who’d ever willingly pop out babies. Even if it’s a fluke, I… I don’t know. I won’t go so far as to claim I’m ready to bring a kid into this world, but at the same time, I wouldn’t be against it.
I think the guys would make great fathers, and I like to think I’d do everything in my power to make sure our kids’ lives are way better than mine was.
A smile tugs at my lips as I close my eyes. Regardless of what happens, whether I’m pregnant or not, I can’t wait for what comes next. Our lives together are only beginning. Things can only look up from here. This is the start of my forever, something I never dreamed I’d have.
Rourke Cunningham. Asher and Mason Thompson. My three mates. My alphas. My loves.
For an omega who never wanted a match, I sure got a hell of a story to tell our kids one day.