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BASTIAN

My neck cracked as I rolled it back and forth. Today’s training had gone well. I was ready for the fight in a few days. It had been advertised for weeks and I was pretty sure the tickets were sold out. Or close to it.

If I was honest, it wasn’t the first thing on my mind. My Omega was. She cried herself to sleep in my arms this morning, and when I woke her once more, helping her set up on the living room couch, she wasn’t much better.

Brooks caught up with me, his bag slung over his shoulder. “I’ll meet you at home.”

“Where are you going?”

“I have an appointment with Renée.”

My eyebrows rose, but I nodded. The therapist had helped us both after the fight that nearly killed me and destroyed my voice. I should probably make an appointment too. It had been a while.

Despite me being the one who was injured, Brooks was the one who came out worse. My own guilt surrounding the incident and how it affected him was strong. Everything that happened with him and Rin a few days ago confirmed that.

“Have you told Trinity?”

Brooks shook his head. “Not yet. I will. I’m not going to the appointment to score points. I’m going because I need it.”

Ah. He didn’t want to run to Trinity and tell her he was going to the appointment and make it seem like he was only doing it for a pat on the head. “I hope it goes well.”

“Me too.”

I grabbed his shoulder and pulled him back before he could leave. “I think we should go to Logan’s competition.”

He frowned. “Why? It’s only a couple of days.”

“It seems like some of Trinity’s triggers revolve around people leaving.” I filled him in on this morning. “She’ll be fine if we don’t go, but I think she’ll be better if we do. Maybe she’ll be able to open up more.”

“Good point. I’m game if the others are. Let me know.”

We were at the big gym today, but it wasn’t too far from home.

I found Theo in his office. He looked up. “Hey.”

“Want to crash Logan’s party?” I told him the same thing I told Brooks.

“Hell yes,” he said. “Great idea. I’ll make a packing list for her and get Aiden on board. You want to tell her?”

“Yeah.”

A quick shower left me feeling refreshed—and less tempted tokidnap my Omega into the water with me. She was exactly where I left her. Her laptop was open, which I hoped meant she had done some work. Or rather, that she’d felt up to it.

“Hey.”

She saw me and smiled softly. “Hey.”

Trinity lifted the blanket, and I dove underneath it with her, pinning her beneath me and pillowing my head on her stomach. Her nails slowly scratched my scalp. It would be the perfect moment if she wasn’t hurting.

I held her for a while, enjoying using her as a pillow and being a comfort at the same time. My purr rumbled through both of us.

When I heard Theo and Aiden come into the living room, I pushed up on my elbows so she could see me. “We had an idea.”

“Bastianhad the idea,” Theo said, “and it’s a good one.”

“What is it?” Trinity paid attention, but her energy was still dim.

“Logan and I travel for our jobs,” I said slowly. My throat was starting to ache from all the talking I’d done in the last couple of hours. “I know you’re used to that cause of your dad. You also don’t like it.”