Riley and I had only found out about a month ago on one of our catch up calls, and if she hadn’t promised to come clean soon, begging us to let her be the one to break the news, I wouldn’t have been able to keep it to myself.

At least with her moving back home, it was only a matter of time until that little revelation came to light. And when it did, there were sure to be explosions.

“Okay, enough Hollow drama for one day,” Vance said. “I believe we have a dessert bar to polish off and one more group dance to be had before we need to leave so that we can make our flight.”

“Flight?” Riley and I questioned together, looking between Vance and Adrien.

“It’s your wedding,” Adrien said. “I know we’re not the most traditional pack, but it only seemed fitting to take a trip following.”

“But you’re coming too right?” I clarified.

“Yeah, you better be coming too,” Riley said, looking rather put out.

“Of course we are,” Vance said, pulling Riley to him and smoothing the furrow in his brow. “Don’t be bummed, beta. There will be plenty of times in the future you can try to pull one over on us, but for now just enjoy.”

“Seven days with nothing but the four of us on a private beach,” Adrien said, his seductive tone making me squirm.

“Thank you, alphas,” I said excitedly, knowing our packmoon would be one to remember.

We sped our way through the desert bar, which of course had the truffle Adrien had dedicated to me along with the cordial he’d made for Vance, and his newest creation inspired by Riley. It was of course called un feu after his firecracker and was filled with the most delicious ganache and hint of spice. It might have had nothing to do with his scent, but it was still all him.

My cherry limeade cupcakes were there, along with the spring cookies that were Riley’s favorite. For Adrien, he had ended up inspiring my new best seller, a bourbon and smoked caramel brownie.

We’d talked about potentially combining our stores one day, but for now they were separate. Although, Adrien did agree to make some of those fancy boxes like the one he’d given me for our production line. They were already selling like hot cakes with multiple requests for future orders.

Overall, I couldn’t ask for more.

I got to share my passion with Adrien, and come home to my best friend, and cuddle and gossip under the covers, falling asleep intertwined with my entire pack. Then the next day, I got to wake up and go to the office with Vance, which was turning out to be an incredible set up for both of us.

Since I wanted to keep my cottage, we cleared out one of the bedrooms and turned it into an official writing cave for Vance and upgraded the appliances in the kitchen so it could turn into my product development space. We both got to do what we loved, and we didn’t bring home work with us every night which was a win-win.

With a pack like mine, there were plenty of more fulfilling things we could do with our evenings.

And to think it all started with one big crush that turned into a lifetime of the sweetest confections.

The End