I inhale and breathe her in until she’s all I can smell, all I can taste, all I can feel. This is right. This is where I’m meant to be—with her.
She’s mine. And she’s my pack’s.
I lift my head as she draws back, and I let her, though every instinct screams to pull her closer. Her cheeks are flushed, lips swollen from my kiss, eyes glazed with desire. And her nipples, fuck, I can see them poking through the thin fabric of her dress,tight and straining against the material like they’re begging for my attention.
But there’s fear there too. Underneath the wanting.
I tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, gentle now. “Everything is going to be all right, June.”
“I really don’t have your confidence.” Her voice trembles. “Nothing has gone right for me. Not for a long time.”
“It will now.”
Her eyes flash, pain and disbelief fighting for space. “You can’t promise that.”
“Watch me.” I hold her gaze and don’t soften it, don’t back down, because she needs certainty more than she needs pretty words. “Give me time. I’ll prove that you are exactly where you’re meant to be.”
She just stares at me, like she is trying to decide if she can afford to believe it. Something fragile moves across her face, hope that scares her as much as it comforts her. Her throat works when she swallows, and for a second, I think she might step closer instead of away.
Then she takes a step back, breaking whatever was building between us.
“We should head back.”
I let a slow grin tug at my mouth. “Why? Worried you’ll forget how to hold yourself together with me standing this close.”
She laughs like it surprises her too, and she turns toward the path. But before she goes, she glances over her shoulder. The look she gives me is pure heat. “Something like that.”
I stand there and watch her stroll away. The sway of her hips. The sunlight in her hair. The way she moves through the world like she is just starting to believe she has a right to take up space in it.
My chest tightens with something that feels like purpose.
Fuck.
I’m already in deep.
13
JUNE
The leather couch creaks as I shift, hyperaware of Seth’s thigh mere inches from mine. Across from us, Kai and Carter occupy the other sofa, and the weight of what I just revealed hangs in the air between us like morning fog over the mountains.
I’m an Omega.
Three words that change everything.
“I knew it.” Kai leans back, arms spread across the back of the couch, looking entirely too pleased with himself. “From the second you bumped into me at that photo shoot, I knew you were an Omega.”
“Well, aren’t you clever,” I tease, arching an eyebrow at him.
His grin widens. “I also knew you were meant to be with us.”
I can’t stop smiling at his sweet words.
All three men are staring at me now. Seth’s intense gaze from beside me. Carter’s curious one from across the coffee table. And Kai, looking at me like I’m the answer to a question he’s been asking his whole life.
“It’s the best news I’ve heard in a long time,” Carter murmurs, then winks my way, melting my heart.
I clear my throat and grasp for anything to redirect this conversation before I combust. “So. You all ready for the rodeo tomorrow?”
