Home. With my Alphas. Where I belong.
I passed out well before we got back to Widows Peak. I’m vaguely aware of Sloane carrying me inside.
They all help strip me out of my dirty clothes and give me a quick bath before drying me off and getting me dressed in their clothes.
When we’re tucked into bed, the two Alphas on either side of me, I listen to their voices in that weird state where I’m asleep but not fully unconscious yet.
“That was one hell of a night,” Aiden whispers to Sloane.
“Our girl was a badass,” Sloane chuckles softly. “She’s a little psychopath when she wants to be. It’s pretty hot.”
“I bet she was. I’m sad I missed it,” Aiden responds.
“As much fun as tonight was, I’m putting Lexi on a ban. No more excitement like that for a long, long time. She can fight me on it, but I’ll pull the baby card.”
“I agree. I don’t want to tell her what to do, and I understand why she needed to be there. But it’s over now, her demons are gone from this earth, and no new ones will be formed as long as we’re breathing. It’s time for her to rest, to heal, and live the life she deserves without the fear of her past lurking in the shadows.”
“We’re going to give them the best damn life possible,” Sloane vows.
“Damn right.”
“I love them,” Sloane says a moment later.
“Yeah, me too. We never stood a chance.”
“Fuck no, we didn’t. I’m pretty sure I fell in love the moment I laid eyes on both of them.”
“We’re going to be dads,” Aiden states, as if it’s just hitting him. “Sloane, is this real? Are we really getting everything we’ve ever dreamed of?”
“Damn right we are, and it’s all thanks to our amazing Omegas. We don’t fucking deserve them,” he snorts. “But I sure as hell plan on showing them just how much I’m blessed they decided to keep us as their Alphas."
“It’s us against the world now,” Aiden says.
“Just how it should be.”
I like the sound of that. We’re not alone anymore. Emmett and I are exactly where we’re supposed to be. Together with them. A home. A family. Pack.
Chapter 30
Lexi
Five months later
Life certainly hasn’t been boring since the night we took Gideon and his operation down.
When I woke up the next morning, the girls and I went into Widow mode. We made sure every girl was taken care of. Set them up with a place to stay if they chose to stick around, or helped them get back to their homes if that's where they wanted to go. Trauma counseling was offered, jobs were assigned, and for the ones who didn’t feel like they could put themselves back into a regular way of life, we made sure the resources they need were made available.
After that, my men begged me to take a break. By then I was already showing and around four months pregnant. Knowing that a break would be best for the baby and me, I agreed.
Not before I sat down and told my sister everything, though. In as much detail as both of us were comfortable giving, we opened up about our Alphas. We talked for hours. Laughed and cried. It was perfect. I didn’t realize how much I needed sister time.
Of course, I told her about the baby. I can count on one hand the number of times I’ve seen my sister cry. Thankfully, this time was happy tears. She was thrilled for me, excited to be an auntie.
I also officially met her pack. Harlan, Kyren, and Isidro are good men, a perfect addition to her life. As for Syrus, I already knew he was smitten with my sister, and teased him aboutfinallygetting his girl. Then he pointed out I wasn’t any better when it came to my feelings with Emmett. It wasn't the first timesomeone told me that. I know, I was blind. I was scared and truly didn’t believe then that I deserved love or to be happy.
We have get-togethers all the time and I’ve even started hanging out with the other Widows more often. Nothing bonds you together like murder.
As thrilling as that that was, I don’t plan on making it a regular activity in my life. My Alphas can have fun with that.
