“We should talk about what we are,” Rowan says softly from the bed. His voice is still strained from earlier.
“That’s a good idea,” Griffin says. “I think we make it official. Us being in a pack together. The four of us.”
“So what, are we fucking voting or some shit?” Ash huffs.
“If you want to make it a vote,” Griffin shrugs. “But I think it’s more a formality than anything. We’ve all got a common interest: Mirabelle’s the one for us. And honestly, I think we work pretty well together.”
“Fine,” Ash says, flopping backwards onto the bed. “Damn, this shit is comfortable. I’m in.”
“I—I’m in if you guys will have me,” Rowan says softly.
“’Course we want you,” Griffin says before turning to me. “Rage?”
I offer him a single nod. He flashes a toothy smile at me.
“Good. It’sofficial. We should figure out a pack name for ourselves sometime.”
“How exactly does that work?” Rowan asks.
“Well, normally it’s one of the guys’ last names, but to be honest, I’m not fond of mine,” Griffin shrugs.
“Me neither,” Rowan sighs.
“I don’t give a shit about mine and I don’t think Rage even remembers his first name,” Ash adds.
I shake my head.
I don’t.
Rage is the only name I know.
I wonder how long I was at the farm for.
Probably a long time.
Definitely a long time.
“Maybe we’ll take Mirabelle’s last name,” Griffin says.
“Does she even know hers?” Ash asks.
“No, I don’t think so.”
“Damn, we’re a pretty fucked up group, huh?” Ash pushes himself up to his feet. “I don’t know about you guys but I’m fucking starving.”
“We could call for pizza?” Griffins says. “Delivery here.”
“Oh, I’d fucking kill for a pizza right now,” Ash says.
“I think pizza’s a good idea for tonight, but we’ve gotta talk about how the hell to make money,” Rowan says, his voice starting to sound a little slurred from the pills the other omega gave him earlier.
The three of them start talking about making money fighting again or something. I don’t really care. I don’t want to fight anymore. I just want to stay with Mirabelle.
I stare down at the notepad resting on my thigh.
I want to talk to Mirabelle.
She always talks to me.
