“Uhhh, Maggie?” My face is practically squished between her boobs. “Is everything okay?”
“Shit, Wren,” she sighs, pulling back and grasping me by the shoulders. “You can’t do that to me. You just hung up, and then I couldn’t get a hold of you…” she huffs, shaking her head.
“What did you think happened?” I frown, looking up at her. She seemsreallyworried.
“I thought you went into heat!” she exclaims, residual panic in her voice.
“And that required you to come over because…?” Ethan looks at her blankly.
“”Onestly, Maggie, you’re lucky I like you, or I’d be pre'ty pissed your first reaction when you thought Wren was in heat was to rush right over,” Teddy deadpans.
“Oh fuck off, Teddy,” Maggie huffs. “It’s not like that.” She acts like she’s going to remove something from her shoulder, but there’s nothing there. “Shit, I—”
“Threw this at me when you came in?” Brennan offers, handing her a shoulder bag as he comes into the room.
“Yes.” She gives him a grateful look. “I was bringing you a birth control shot.”
My eyes widen. “B…birth control?”
“I mean, unless youwantedto get pregnant your very first heat away from your parents.” She shrugs, and when I fervently shake my head, she grins. “I thought not.”
I had completely forgotten all about birth control. Thank fuck omegas can only get pregnant during a heat, otherwise I could be in some serious shit right now.
“Not that I think any of us would have been upset by the development,” Brennan crosses his arms, “but, yes. I’d rather you have more than a week of freedom from your parents before anything like that happens.”
My cheeks flush crimson as I nod. I’ve never really thought about having kids before. That’s definitely a conversation we’ll have to have in the near future. For now though…
“Thank you,” I clear my throat, “I appreciate you coming all the way down here.”
She gives me a soft smile. “Of course. I couldn’t let my new little sister get left hanging, could I?”
Heart pounding, I look up at her. Little sister?
My vision turns blurry, and when her expression turns panicked, I realize I’ve started crying.
“I’m so sorry,” I say quickly, wiping my eyes. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me.”
“There’s nothing wrong with you, Baby Girl,” Maverick says as he comes up next to me, wrapping an arm around my shoulders. I don’t know when he came downstairs, but I’m glad he did. “You’re just not used to having so many people that care.”
I lean into his hold, and he presses a kiss to my hair. A wistful expression passes over Maggie’s expression before she shakes her head. “I also didn’t like how that phone call ended,” she admits, looking at me. “How are you feeling with everything?”
“What phone call?” Ethan frowns, looking between us.
“Oh…” I let out a nervous laugh. I totally forgot to fill in the rest of the guys. “I…may have had an itsy-bitsy panic attack. It’s okay though!” I add quickly at my guys’ worried expressions. “Maverick got me…un-panicked.” Another nervous laugh leaves me. “Maybe we should sit down? Maggie, do you want to stay for dinner?”
Maggie gives me a soft smile. “I would like that.”
“How much longer until dinner is ready?” Maverick asks Ethan, his arm tightening around me.
“About ten minutes, I was just about to put together a salad.”
Maverick nods. “Alright. Wren and Maggie, why don’t you go take care of the birth control shot, and then we can all discuss what you two spoke about on the phone earlier.”
Lasagna is fucking delicious.
All I can taste is the tomato-cheesy goodness as I look around the table. My arm isn’t really that sore from the birth control shot anymore either. Maybe it’s the healing magic of Italian food.
“So, Wren, are you going to fill us in on what had you upset enough to trigger a panic attack?” Ethan asks pointedly.
