“Come here,” I murmur.
It doesn’t take long before we’re all sprawled in my nest together, a symphony of purrs resonating from the three of them.
My inner Omega will need to be taken again, but for now, she craves the simple touches and cuddle of her pack.
When I open my eyes, Ash has joined us, along with Mervin and Marlin. Their own purrs blend with the Alphas, and I commit the moment to memory.
I have my Alphas, and I’m surrounded by cats, guilt free and loved.
I have everything I need.
EPILOGUE
MERVIN
Mama smiles more.
I always like it when she smiles, because her scent changes. She smells like forbidden flowers when she’s happy, and she also lets me gnaw on her.
She doesn’t cry as much. I usually bring her my favorite mouse when she’s upset, but I’ve been able to keep it for myself recently.
Also, if something does bother her, my news dads purr for her.
It’s not all up to my brother and me anymore.
Mama was so lonely after she lost her friends, but I think she forgot that Marlin and I lost them, too.
It’s nice that we’re not alone anymore.
We moved into a new house, too. It’s huge; with more than enough climbing areas for me, Marlin, and our new siblings.
I’m also allowed to sharpen my claws on many more surfaces. My dads made sure of it.
Ash is cool; he’s older, and a little bossy, but he also knows the best way to get treats from Mama.
Josie, Posie, and Rosie are loud and make messes, but they make Mama laugh, so I guess they’re okay sisters.
Marlin says we’re spoiled; but if we’re spoiled, Mama is spoiled too, so that makes it alright.
Our dads smell different, but nice. They’re good to Mama, and they make her laugh and smell sweeter.
They also keep bringing me toys, treats, and new blankets for me to sleep in, so I have no complaints.
I always thought that it would just be me, Marlin, and Mama, but now, I have a huge family.
There is always a warm chest to sprawl out on or a new blanket to make biscuits on.
Mama is loved, and my new dads make sure she never forgets it.
MARLIN
There’sa ring on Mama’s finger now.
It’s shiny, and Mama doesn’t want me touching it, so of course, I must.
One time she left it on a dresser, and I batted it off.
It rolled under it, and I did my best to show Mama where it went, but it still took her a whole day to find it.
