When it was over, Dominic gripped his shoulders and helped him stand. “Welcome, brother. Though, you may want to get changed and burn the shirt. Your mate will come after my head if she thinks I’ve hurt you.”
Pasquale chuckled. “She has a way of ignoring Alphas.”
“Don’t I know it. That probably should have been a clue as to who you were.”
“I still win.”
Dominic and Pasquale frowned over at Romano.
“The dick measuring contest. I still win.”
Pasquale rolled his eyes. “Apparently, your balls sweep the floor.”
“Of course. I can barely walk with these fucking things. Sometimes, I have Dominic—”
“Shut up, Romano.”
The admonishment may have been quick and harsh from Dominic, but it was filled with warmth. Family. They were a family. If nothing else, Pasquale could be more than thankful for that.
I love you, mate. Thank you for bringing me home.
I-I love you too. Giuliana’s voice was hesitant, filled with awe, and he could nearly see her face damp with tears.
I love you too!
Red. Pasquale smiled at the wolf in his head. Of course, Red. You’re the most beautiful wolf in the world.
You see? He thinks I’m pretty. We have a good male. Can we mate now?
Be home when I get there, sweet cheeks.
Snow … did you just call me … sweet cheeks?
Payback for the “dude”.
I’m going to shave you.
Just be home, mate, as you were told. You’re welcome to try it then.
Pasquale snorted. Snow, I think Giuliana and I should be able to make that choice.
You want to mate, so does she. Simple.
Giuliana’s warm chuckle fill his head. I’ll race you, big boy.
Big boy. I see us tossing names back and forth from now on.
You got it, liver lumps.
Oh, I’m going to get you for that one.
You’re on.
Nodding to Dominic, Pasquale streaked out of the room and out the front door in record time. To his mate. To the rest of his life.
Epilogue
He’d been wrong. So fucking wrong.
