It’s the truth. In these men’s arms I’m the safest and most carefree I’ve ever been. Being a pack Omega is full of debauchery, but it’s not as complicated as I thought it would be. In fact, I think it’s the easiest thing I’ve ever done.
I was made for this pack and they were made for me.
CHAPTER 34
HAYES
Epilogue
4 Months Later
“Ouch,”I groan as Hailey holds my chin still.
“Don’t be such a baby,” she says as she attacks my face with the tweezers again, a headlamp on her forehead.
She says I have an ingrown facial hair, but I think she’s lying and just wants to torture me. I can’t complain too bad, considering she’s straddled in my lap, drowning me in her scent, even if it’s while she’s picking at my skin.
“Got it,” she says.
When she pulls the tweezers back, the world’s smallest hair on the end, I glare at her and she just grins at me.
“See, I told you there was an ingrown hair.”
“Uh huh, you done torturing me now?”
She squints her eyes, as she shifts my face, looking into the depths of my pores from the looks of it.
“You’re just stalling,” I say and she gasps, pinching my side.
“Am not.”
“Are too.” I swat at her ass and tilt my head. “What are you so worried about?”
“What if none of them sell?” she says, her computer sitting there, waiting for her to hit the button to activate her site.
“Then none of them sell, but you know that’s not going to happen. Your stained glass is amazing, and you’re taking commissions too. You love making them still, right?” I clarify.
“Yeah, I still love it.”
“Then who cares if you sell anything? At least you enjoy what you do.”
She turns so that she’s sitting next to me, my arm resting over her shoulder as she takes a deep breath and hits the live button.
“Sweet Cherry Stained Glass is officially open,” she says with a relieved sigh, just staring at the screen.
“We’re not going to sit here all day just staring at your orders,” I tell her and she groans.
“You’re right. I need to distract myself.”
I grin, kissing her throat. “It just so happens that I’m a very good distraction.”
She softens against my touch, some of the tension loosening as I kiss Nate’s mark. Like the touch summoned him, he comes storming into the nest, a wide grin on his face.
“Your website is live. Were you going to tell us?” Nate says, plopping down next to her, scrolling through the site on his phone. Smokey trails behind him, jumping on to the nest bed and plopping down on Nate’s lap. He pets him absentmindedly.
“Wait, scroll up,” Hailey says, leaning over Nate’s phone. He does as she says and Hailey gasps, grabbing the device out of his hands. “Holy shit, the honeycomb sold!”
Her excitement has Smokey startled, and he skitters out of the room.
