Page 126 of Pack Fever

“What are you doing?” I ask, my entire body trembling.

Seth produces a small box. As he opens it, his grandmother’s ring catches the light, sparkling with a brilliance that takes my breath away.

“We’re making everything official now,” Seth announces, his voice steady but brimming with emotion. “We’ve been talking about this moment between the three of us, and we want to know. Will you marry us?”

The question hangs in the air as I try to find my breath, my voice. I’m suddenly laughing and crying, a whirlwind of happiness and grief colliding in me. The floodgates open, tears streaming down my face, not from sorrow, but from an overwhelming sense of belonging, of coming home.

Before me, my three Alphas are offering me their hearts, their lives, their everything. At this moment, backstage at The Fillmore, with the world just beyond the stage, I realize that this is where I’m meant to be—with them, in the chaos, in the calm, in every note of our shared song.

Because maybe I’m meant to be around music, to finally sing, too.

“Yes,” I whisper, the word a vow I’ll never break. “Yes, I will marry you.” I throw myself into their arms, and I’m suddenly off my feet. Seth’s up on his, and he’s spinning me, then all three of them surround me. Those around us are clapping.

As Seth slides the ring onto my finger, my heart swells with a love so profound, it threatens to spill over. Before I can catch my breath, Reed steps forward, a small box in his hand. He opens it to reveal a gold necklace, its pendant a delicately crafted raven.

“Now, you will have a piece of me with you always,” he says, his voice laced with emotion as he fastens the necklace around my neck. The pendant rests against my skin, it’s touch cool against my skin.

“I absolutely love it.”

Barely have I recovered from Reed’s heartfelt gesture when Jasper presents me with another box. Inside, I find gold stud earrings, exquisitely shaped like tiny mice, their eyes twinkling with diamond brilliance.

“Oh my God, these are adorable,” I breathe out, overwhelmed by them spoiling me. “I love all your gifts.” With trembling fingers, I slip the earrings into place, Jasper’s watchful eyes studying me, smiling widely.

Caught up in the whirlwind of love enveloping me, I surprise even myself.

“I’ll sing with you.”

The guys erupt in cheers, their excitement booming, their kisses and smiles leaving me giggling. I realize just how fortunate I am to have found not just my Alphas but, truly, my soulmates.

In a rush, they escort me to our changing room.

“You gotta get ready, little mouse,” Jasper urges. “We’re due on stage.”

The reality of what I’ve agreed to begins to sink in.

Fuck, what have I agreed to?

Transformed by stylists who curl and style my hair and a makeup artist who works her magic on my face, I’m no longer in my jeans and loose t-shirt. Instead, I’m wearing leather pants and a glimmering gold-pink, long-sleeve shirt that fits tightly and stops just below my bust.

“You had everything prearranged, huh?” I tease the guys, who watch my transformation in a transfixed state.

“It’s been in the making from the day we notified Nexus that you’re ours,” Seth says, a chuckle in his voice betraying his excitement.

Their sneaky planning warms my heart, and as I stand ready in heeled boots, we rush toward the stage. As we near it, where the noise of the crowd swells like a roaring ocean, my nerves mount.

The stadium lights dim, and Seth leans in, his voice a steady whisper. “We’re going to call you onto stage to join us, then you come on as your beautiful self, and you sing your song first.”

Nodding, I try to steel myself, my nerves frayed, yet oddly, I feel ready, more prepared than I ever thought possible. In truth, this moment has been in the making since I fell in love with singing… I just didn’t know it.

Fever strides confidently onto the stage—Jasper at the drums, Reed with his guitar, and Seth at the microphone. Reed strums his guitar, igniting the stadium as the lights flare to life. The floor seems to tremble with the power of the crowd’s cheers and voices. It’s explosive, the fever of the concert threading through my veins. Seth commands the stage effortlessly like nothing in the world worries him up there.

“Hello, Philadelphia!” His greeting is met with a frenzy of screams and excitement, the crowd hanging on his every word.

“Tonight, we have something special for you... something no one has seen or heard before, and you will be our first. I want to bring on stage our beautiful and talented Omega, Danica.”

Heart lodged firmly in my throat, I take a tentative step onto the stage. To my astonishment, the crowd’s enthusiasm doesn’t dim; if anything, it intensifies. I wave a reflexive gesture as I join Seth, the sea of faces before me a blur of lights and motion. I don’t know where to look first.

“Tonight, Danica will be leading our first song. It’s a tune you know, but there’s a unique twist on it. Trust me, you’re going to love it.” The audience’s response is a tidal wave of applause and excitement, their screams and shouts urging me on. My name, carried on the voices of thousands, surprises me, and I find myself drawing closer to Seth.

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