“Girl,” Ollie insisted.
They’d been going back and forth on this for days, but right now Ronin didn’t even have it in him to argue. His family was safe.
“There’s just one more thing we need to take care of,” Ronin said.
“What’s that?” Ollie asked.
Ronin grabbed his hand and pulled Ollie after him. “Come on!”
As they ran back to where Luther was, Ronin gave one instruction to his mate mentally—Shift.
Luther didn’t know what hit him when Ronin jumped out of the woods and flew straight at his neck, knocking him to the ground and tearing his throat out. Ollie had latched on to a leg, and then got out of the way when he saw Luther falling.
The alpha didn’t have a chance to shift, and he hit the ground, clutching at his throat. He gurgled once, then twice, before his arms fell to his sides, staring up at nothing with glazed eyes and a final look of shock.
Ronin got off the dead alpha and told his mate what direction to run in. He loved running with his mate, seeing Ollie more confident in his shift, watching him enjoy the freedom his wolf brought. Ronin couldn’t imagine life without his wolf, who was as much a part of him as his eyes or his nose.
They shifted back when Ronin’s car was in sight, and Ollie rushed into his arms, both of them naked. Ronin kissed his mate, finally at peace knowing Ollie was definitely safe.
“What are we going to do with the bodies?” Oliver asked as he broke their kiss and they stood there together.
Ronin shrugged. “Let the wolves get them.”
Ollie snickered and rested his head on Ronin’s chest. “I love you.”
“And I love you.”
They were going to be fine, and Ronin would be forever grateful that he had found Ollie.
“Looks like we missed the party.” Ronin looked up and saw his teammates there, fully armed.
How the fuck had he missed that.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Oliver
Almost a week later and Oliver felt that things were finally starting to normalize, which mostly meant Ronin wasn’t by his side every moment of the day, and his in-laws weren’t dropping in every hour to check on him.
Apparently, security measures would be implemented for the family now, and the pack as a whole. Rick was furious that Anton had been able to get him out, sight unseen. But Ollie was fine, and weirdly, the nightmares had stopped. Apparently, Devon was sleeping through the night better too.
Now it was time to focus on their future and put Anton behind them—where he belonged. Anton was dead and gone and wouldn’t hurt another omega, and Oliver was now safe and happy. Most of that had to do with his mate.
“Are you nervous?” Ronin asked him.
Ollie laughed. “What do I have to be nervous about? We’ve known that I’m pregnant with our pup. This is simply a find-out-I’m-right-and-it’s-a-girl day.”
Ronin smiled at him and he nodded. “You’re right.” He placed a hand on Ollie’s stomach that had started showing a lot more the last few days. “I can’t wait to meet our little one.”
Ollie grinned at his mate. “What makes it even more special is the fact that our baby will be pretty close in age with Rome and Dev’s. It’s not twins, but it’s pretty close.”
“I know, right.” Ronin voice was happy as he spoke. “They’ll be best friends like Rome and I are.”
“Did you know that our kid and Roman’s will really be more like half siblings instead of first cousins? Because since you guys are twins, you have the same DNA.” Ollie told his mate.
“I see someone has been googling.” Ronin chuckled, and he pecked Ollie on his cheek before adding, “And that is actually pretty cool.”
“We’re going to go see Devon and Roman after, right?” Ollie confirmed. “Devon is so close to giving birth that he’s not really leaving the house, so I haven’t seen him in a while.”
