My purr vibrates in my chest, and it lulls the both of us to sleep.
20
MAEVE
Best.Heat. Ever.
Yes, it’s unexpected, and the circumstances areinsane, but I wouldn’t trade it for the world.
I have a goofy smile on my face for the next few days, when I’m not getting fucked silly out of my mind.
Piper and Blair have made sure to let me know that all the cats are taken care of. I’ve been receiving updates on everyone, and it’s all been good news.
I tell myself that they wouldn’t hide any bad news from me, and that it’s useless to worry about it.
According to Piper, the only relatively “bad” thing that happened was a shipment of cat wands came broken, but that’s an easy fix.
Even Agnes and her kittens are doing well, according to the Alphas.
“We’ll leave tomorrow,” Ivan says, as I plop on the leather couch next to him. I’m dressed in an oversized grey sweatshirtand yoga pants, delivered from the only supermarket within a fifty-mile radius.
We truly are in the middle of nowhere. Fang finding and booking this cabin was a fluke.
The snowstorm is over, and now the weather should be smooth sailing to Artemis County, but we’re still waiting for another day until my Heat is basically over.
We ordered scent blockers, generic Heat symptom medication, and medicated bath soaks.
The clawfoot bathtub is a lovely addition to the cabin, and I have been pampered in it for the last few days.
Logan and Fang are on either side of Ivan, and I motion toward them.
“Purr party, please,” I request, and on cue, the room fills with three different frequencies of purrs, all soothing vibrations that send goosebumps down my skin.
I would argue a purr party is almost as good as kitten therapy, if not better.
And they’re all getting along, which is what I hoped would happen.
Ever since Logan opened up to me, he’s been more relaxed around Fang and Ivan, and he can’t stop smiling.
It’s the most at ease I’ve ever seen him, and my inner Omega appreciates that it’s all because of her.
The cabin is filled with the Alpha’s scents—Fang’s leather, Ivan’s rich apples, and Logan’s bourbon. The aroma permeates through the entire structure, and there’s a pang in my stomach as I realize we’re never going to see this place again.
“I’m going to miss it here,” I sigh, leaning against Ivan’s chest. His purr makes my ears tickle, and I smile softly in his embrace.
“Me too,” Fang adds. “I doubt anyone will want to rent it after this. This place has seen a lot of debauchery.”
My face burns as he waggles his eyebrows at me. I toss a thin white blanket at him, and he catches it easily, grinning wickedly.
“Technically, there’s a pack bed in there for a reason,” Logan says, being his logical self. “So, I’m sure many Heats have been experienced here.”
“Yeah, well mine was better,” I argue, and Ivan laughs and kisses the top of my head.
“Of course it was,” he murmurs. “It was the best.”
Even Logan gives me a tiny, shy smile.
I’ll never get over his confession and how honored I am that he’s never taken an Omega during her Heat.
