Page 47 of The Silver Pact

“It's one key, but it’s all of our homes. But if you feel like you need to be safe and have your own house, we will give you a house that’s yours. Just yours,” West murmurs.

“And we know you're part of the pack, but we’d like it if you changed your name, became Pack Vore officially,” Quint says.

“We know you don’t want to get married, and that’s fine. But we want to make you happy. We want to give you whatever you need to feel safe.”

She blinks and looks around in surprise. “I don’t understand. You already did that. I just need you.”

I clear my throat. “Jenny Lathem called as well. She heard about what’s going on from Hazel. She’d like to offer you a position working at the refuge. No, for the refuge. She said she’s looking to retire soon, and she wants someone who wants to take over. She couldn’t imagine it being anyone else but you. You’ll be directing the refuge and working with Adrian and Jade.”

“But,” Silver looks around, her blue eyes huge. “I had to leave.”

“Because the funding ran out, and the time limit is three years. It’s designed to give new people a chance to cycle in. Jenny tried to find you the night of the charity auction with a contract, but you’d disappeared. And things happened.”

She smiles. It’s soft and full of wonder. “I can help more people? I can work there?”

“You can work or not work or do whatever you desire, Silver. Anything you want. We’ll give it to you,” West says to her and picks up her hand. He brings it to his lips and kisses her palm.

I put my guitar down and cross the space, yanking her up. “We’ve having a game night. Oh, and you and I are going on a trip. I need you to meet my friends Locke and Ryn Raines.”

“Who are they? Wait…you don’t mean Locke? Like the rockstar? The lead singer of Derision? Locke? You know him?” Silver’s eyes are wide as she stares back at me.

“Ryn is far more talented!” I say with a laugh. “She writes half of his songs.”

Silver is wheezing. It’s so cute.

“Those two people are going to absolutely love you! I also got tickets to see Fate’s Choice play. I know you like their music. I play it for you a lot.”

Silver lets out a little squeal and throws herself into my arms. “Really? All of us? Can we go to a concert? I’ve never been to one.”

There are so many firsts, so many new experiences we will give to this woman. And one promise that we all will keep. She will be safe and happy forever, even if it kills us.

West jumps up and races off. “I’m grabbing the snacks.”

Ian follows behind me as I lead the way into the depths of the house.

“This is what you want?” Ian asks our omega. “You don’t want a fancy dinner? Go to a hotel? A car? Anything, Silver, I’ll give you anything.”

Silver stops between us, her hand resting on Ian’s chest.

“I want you. Just you. This pack. Us together.”

“Then you’ve got it, Omega. You can have me and my pack forever.”

“And a day?”

“And everything that comes after,” I promise. The words are echoed back through our bonds. This is the omega we chose, the one we love, the one we deserve. The omega who deserves us.

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