I nod, holding my Omega in my arms.
We’ll tell Rica who I am after I can provide something stable for her. I won’t force her if she doesn’t want to move, and we’ll work something out with Robyn if needed. But I can’t let that little girl grow up not knowing the truth.
She doesn’t need to know how she was brought into this world, but she will spend the rest of her life knowing how loved she is. And that me and her uncles would do anything to protect her.
“I’m excited.” Nova says.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.” She smiles up at me. “I’ve always wanted to be a mom.”
“Lies.” I chuckle.
“Okay, fine. But now I want to be.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.” she bites her lower lip and nods.
“Then maybe we should get started huh?”
She gets to her feet and grabs my hand. “Maybe we should.”
Who knew that all I needed to do was rob a mall and have this feisty little Omega kidnap us?
It wasn’t what I’d have chosen as the start of our story, but I'm damn glad it happened.
Epilogue
Nova
12 years later
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“Cyrus! Come grab your little brother’s floaty!” Nick bellows from the beach, getting the attention of our ten year old son Cyrus. That boy is the spitting image of his dad. Blond hair, blue eyes and a killer smile that's going to get him into trouble some day.
“I got it.” Rica says, grabbing it from Nick. She runs into the water, toward Cyrus and helps Atlas into his arm floaties.
“She’s like a little mother hen.” Savvy, my bestest friend in the world says as she sits next to me on the recliner.
“She really is.” I laugh. “She adores her little brothers, but I know she can’t wait for this one to be born.” I rub my swollen seven month belly.
A lot has happened in the past twelve years.
After Will found out about Rica being his daughter, we worked hard to build a home of our own on the compound.
When it came time to tell her, she reacted a lot better than we thought. She was over the moon that the big scary man who died wasn’t her father. Will had to excuse himself because he wasn’t able to keep himself together when Rica told him she would much rather have him as her daddy than her big brother.
Me? I sobbed like a big baby.
She adjusted well, wasting no time calling Will her daddy and Ian, Nick, and Tucker her uncles.
But what really had me ugly crying was when she said ‘I’m sorry my mommy was mean to you. I’m glad she’s gone. You can be my mommy if you want’. Like, how do you keep it together after something like that?
From then on, the family life was the life for me. I embraced being a mom and I’ve loved every moment of it.
The summer after everything went down, we spent a few months here in California, at the lake house that Nick bought our pack.
