“Oh, her pouting game is on point,” Abbott groans. His hand is on my elbow now, ready to help if my foot slips.
I can see that his protective instincts are flaring up. He’s never been like this with me. Abbott knows I can handle myself, so he’s never worried about my solo walks before
Now, I’ll be lucky if I can pee by myself. This will be a very interesting pregnancy.
“I can join in if it’ll help,” Bellamy says with a smirk.
“I don’t think my heart could take it,” I say, sighing as I step onto level ground. “Are you sure you want my bite before we leave?”
“I’ll grab a towel,” Shiloh says, hearing me.
“I’m sure,” Winter says.
“Make sure you sit,” Abbott says, grabbing a chair from the foyer and pushing her into it. She makes a face at him, but gets comfortable without a word. “The bite bond could make you dizzy, Winter. Play nice.”
Yep, he’s a bossy little shit, isn’t he?
“I guess since you’ve been a very good girl,” I croon, smiling as I walk closer to her. I enjoy the heated look she gives me and her blush.
I’m not broken, dammit. I can tell the difference between danger and people who love me. It also helps that the men who hurt me are dead.
Strangely, I haven’t had nightmares. I keep waiting for it to happen, but my mind is quiet while I sleep. Bellamy and Winter, on the other hand, they’re still struggling.
Maybe it’s because I lived through one of my biggest nightmares. Having my control taken from me and men using my body against my will has happened to me before, and I knowhow awful that is. However, not once did my body respond to those men.
At least that’s a small mercy.
“Ready?” I ask Winter.
Giving me a large smile, she nods.
“Ending with the best,” she says. I was her first bond bite funny enough, and now her last.
Here’s to this one lasting forever.A bond breaking medication is fucking evil. Shiloh found out that there’s medical reasons where it would benefit others, but it’s so easy to misuse.
Taking a deep breath to settle myself, I smile at Winter and find a spot on her arm to bite down on. There are three bites up the inner part of her arm, and I think about how pretty they are.
Maybe Shiloh is right about getting them tattooed on ourselves.
Lifting her arm, I carefully angle my body so I won’t have to bend very much. Biting down, I hum in contentment as I break skin and the bond comes flooding back. Winter moans softly, and it’s like coming home.
Our bond never should have been broken to begin with. Releasing her, I feel peace as I offer my wrist. It’s probably the least bruised part of my body right now. One of the reasons that Abbott chose the dress he did is because my upper thighs are still black and blue from being shoved against the leather table.
However, I don’t want to think about that. My body protected my omegas the best I could, and that’s what matters.
“Yes you did,” Winter whispers, making me blink in surprise as she bites down on my wrist.
I’m not sure what just happened, but our bond has never included mind reading. I guess it’s yet another thing that I won’t dwell on.
Winter shivers as the bond is complete, and gives me a wide, happy smile as she lifts her face.
“It feels amazing,” I agree. Shiloh cleans up the bite on Winter’s arm which thankfully isn’t bleeding much, and I raise my brow at Bellamy.
Grinning, he comes over to hug me. Burrowing his face in my neck, he breathes in my scent.
“Are you getting our bites tattooed as well?” he asks.
“I was just thinking about that,” I admit. “I want to. My mother can get fucked.”
