“Now kiss Ezra,” I say. He doesn’t even hesitate as he kisses his packmate on the lips.
“Sorry, mate. You’re not as cute as my Omegas. You just don’t get the blood flowin’,” Ezra jokes.
We all laugh, and Ian nods his head in agreement. “Not my speed either. I like bratty and broody Omegas too much. Let’s get some rest, I shut down the club for the whole day. I’m planning on getting my money’s worth.”
James rolls his eyes but snuggles closer to Ian. Ezra presses more of his weight against me since we’re still locked together. I look at all of their beautiful faces and smile to myself.
I’ll never have to worry about feeling loved or forgotten ever again. These men are mine, and I plan on spending the rest of my life cherishing them as much as they do me.
Chapter 23
Luna
Itakeadeepbreath as Ian’s knuckles tap against the wooden door. Life has been fine without my mother in it, but there’s just this tiny piece of me still seeking her approval. I’m wearing the blue dress that she told me not to buy the last time she took me shopping. When Ian bought it for me the other week, it felt like kismet. Someone who finally sees me the way I want to be seen.
My pack loves me unconditionally, and I’m not about to let anyone tell me that what we have is wrong.
“She says one bad thing, and we’re fucking gone,” Ian says, and I nod my head.
My mother opens the door, and like she has bond mark radar, she zones in right at my neck. I watch as her eyes water.
“No, Luna, you didn’t. Stewart!” she screams down the hall, and my stepfather comes bounding down the hall and takes in my pack.
“What is it?”
“Look what your son did,” she points to my neck and shakes her head.
“Fuck this,” Ian says. James and Ezra are already turning around.
“Wait,” Stewart says, walking past my mother and putting his hands on his hips. He looks at my mother and shakes his head. “Margo, can you not see how happy your daughter is?”
“I don’t care about her being happy, what will people think?”
Ian goes to open his mouth first, but Stewart shakes his head and sighs. “You know what, Margo? How about, we’re not married, so it’s not a fucking problem for you anymore?”
“Wh-What?”
“You heard me. You treat me like I’m less than, and I’ve sat by and let you, enjoying the fact that I had an Alpha too much. I’ve sat by for years as you’ve belittled Luna, and now you’re treating my son like a pervert. I’m over it. If we’re not married anymore, they won’t be related.”
I know my mouth is wide open as I stare at Stewart who just magically grew a spine. When I glance at Ian, I see how proud he is of his father.
“Dad, I have an apartment for you.”
“Great, I’ll get movers.”
“Stewart, this is ridiculous. No other Alpha is going to be with you like I was.”
“Fucking good,” he says, waving his hand.
“We can talk about this, I can come around,” my mom tries to reason with him.
“I’m not sure how someone can just stop being a selfish bitch overnight.” The gasp from all of us is audible as my mother blinks at him.
“Stewart, where is this coming from?”
“You were what I thought I needed when my wife died. Ian was already an adult and could take care of himself. I sat by and watched the way you treated Luna but kept to myself because she wasn’t my daughter. I let you treat me like shit because you’re a female Alpha, and like you told me so many times, I should feel privileged to be with you. But do you know what I feel, Margo? Fucking suffocated. This is the last straw. I’m protecting me, my son, and your daughter. I should have done this a long time ago.”
My mom blinks and stutters as she looks at me, clearly realizing there’s no saving her relationship with Stewart, who has been paying for their lifestyle. “Luna, honey, I’m your mother.”
