It was really over.
Chapter 32
Hugo
After the strange little battle of the nymphs, more BCA agents showed up to haul everyone away, including Theroli’s body. They would all be interviewed, tried, and likely spend some time in jail or have to pay fines or something, I didn’t know.
But I overheard Zay’s grandfathers talking about placing the nymphs in some kind of sanctuary in the middle of Brinnswick Forest. So… even though they attacked us, his grandparents wanted to make sure they were taken care of.
Which was more than those assholes deserved.
They’d killed Phia, Anithea’s sister, and who knew how many others. Maybe none of them had pulled the trigger, but they’d all been told what Theroli did, and they’d continued to follow him anyway.
It was disgusting.
Good riddance.
After the clean-up was through, only my sire, his viramore, and Zay’s dads remained. The rest of the Ellwoods went with the nymphs back to central Brinnswick to take care of the paperwork and everything else.
Toby walked over to me and gave me one of his big dad hugs, and I soaked it up, happy he’d stayed behind.
“I was thinking we’d stay in one of your guest rooms tonight so we can spend some time together,” he said after he released me. I could tell it was a question, and I couldn’t help but smile at him.
“That would be great.” After all of that, it’d be nice to get a little sire time in.
“Good.” He gave me a nod, then threw his arm around my shoulders and started leading me back to the house. Zay was talking to his dads, and when he noticed us, he began following, along with everyone else.
“He wants to stay with us tonight. I told him I was good with that, but I didn’t ask you first. Sorry.”
“You don’t need to ask me, isa mezelie. I’m glad you said yes. Especially because my dads want to stay with us too.”
I held in a laugh. “Looks like we’re having a sleepover tonight. Where’s Kian?”
I wasn’t sure if he’d stayed here or went ahead in the cars.
“He’s in the house already. He’s making some food and plans on staying too.”
“Good. He shouldn’t be alone tonight.”
“Agreed.”
We walked into the house, and Kian was indeed cooking. I asked, “Do you need help? It looks like it’s us, plus your dads, Toby, and Thayer.”
“I’m good. I’m making more than enough for everyone.”
I grinned at him. “Even with your appetite? You usually eat enough for four people.”
He flipped me off but was smiling, which was my goal.
Zay came over to the kitchen island and kissed my temple. “Need any help?” he asked his brother, making me laugh.
Kian groaned. “You two are ridiculous. Get out of my kitchen. Go.” He shooed us away with a spatula.
I laughed, calling over my shoulder, “It’s actually our kitchen, thank you very much.”
“Shut it, you, or you won’t get any supper.”
I laughed again and let myself let go of all the fear, anger, and frustration of the last few months.