I let her slide down my body. She takes a step towards him, and he approaches her. It’s slow, but the meeting of our alpha and his omega happens in bittersweet hesitation. They stop a foot and a half from each other.
“I am the alpha,” Khaos says it apologetically.
“I can feel it.”
I roll my eyes at the silence that stretches out.
“He challenged and beat his father to come rescue you,” I stage whisper.
Her eyes flare wide.
“Kerrick,” she whispers.
He closes his eyes and steps into her. “I like any name you give me, just to hear your voice. Casey, I…”
“I didn’t think you remembered your promise.”
Hazard leans on Angel, grinning widely. Our families, what remains of them, are nearby.
Riot comes up to stand shoulder to shoulder with me, watching as Casey and Khaos exchange soft words.
“That vow was in mind every single minute that we were gone. I was coming to get you. Jeez, Casey, I was always coming for you. I can’t live without my heart. I can’t live without you. My mate.”
I close my eyes, feeling a tug, and trace it. As if in a dream, I open my eyes to see shimmers in the air. A second chance? There’s still time to make it right?
“My mate,” I whisper, and they flare brighter.
“You are my mate,” Angel says with a hand on his heart.
“And mine,” Hazard says.
Riot walks towards them and cups her cheek. “It was always you.”
Casey sniffles. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean it. You are mine. And I am yours.”
The colours explode, becoming firm, thick, shining ropes. The bonds shimmering brightly until they fade, but I can feel them. We get a second chance. We’re still mates.
When we exchange bites, they will become permanent, binding our lives together and making us one.
Khaos leans down and kisses our omega. With the whole Khaos Pack watching, he claims her as ours. The cheer is slow, but it grows, and then, one by one, the pack drops to one knee.
Angel is the first to go down, surprising all of us. I’ve never seen him willingly kneel to anyone, but he kneels to her. Hazard drops beside his twin. Riot and I glance at each and do the same, and, looking up at her, it’s right.
“The Khaos pack is yours, Omega,” Khaos says, and then, to the shock of everyone, our alpha kneels before his omega.
She wipes her dirty and bruised face.
“Can we go home?”
“We can go anywhere you like,” Riot says softly. “Whatever you want, Casey. No more chains. No more cages. You’re free.”
She flicks a startled look around. “I don’t want to stay here any longer. Take me far away.”
“Your wish,” I whisper, “my command.” I turn to the Khaos pack. “Let’s take our omega home.”
The cheer is deafening.
Casey
