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All the bonds spark brightly and we collapse on the bed as we hydrate before taking a nap.

To fucking and bonding.

Chapter Twenty-Nine

CERENITY

Moaning, I stretch my muscles. My heat finally broke, but I have no idea what day it is. I’m laying on clean sheets that still smell like the guys, though I’m alone in this big bed.

“Hey sleepy head,” Augustine murmurs. “How do you feel?”

I know this isn’t what he meant, but I can feel all the guys on little threads that connect us now. It’s an incredible sensation, and I can’t believe I fought this for so long.

“Hungry,” I answer instead, though Auggie smiles knowingly. “What day is it?”

“Monday,” he says, chuckling as I wince. “I texted Tay, letting him know we’ll remain closed this past weekend, but he insisted he could manage.”

“Really?” I squeak, pushing myself into a sitting position. My vagina may need to be iced after all the sex I just had, but I have to admit Auggie looks really good in his low slung joggers.

“Sweetheart, you cannot look at me like that,” he groans. “Everything is handled at the club for tonight too, and then we’re closed until Friday. I’m going to draw you a bath so you can relax.”

“Hey,” Gabriel says, popping his head into the bedroom. “I’ll bring you food. Jasper and Tommy aren’t here right now. They went to accept a few deliveries at The Underground.”

“Cute name,” I say with a giggle. “Unsurprisingly, it works. I feel like I kept you all hostage for a week.”

“No, that was Jasper,” Auggie says with a wink as he picks me up. Gabriel moves to the bathroom to start the water, searching for the bath products.

“Woah, you have everything in here,” he murmurs as he picks up a large blue bath bomb.

“You can thank Auggie for that,” I tell him. “He always knows when I’m low.”

“The spidey sense also extends to bath needs. Got it,” he says with a smirk as he puts it in the now perfect water. “Don’t fall asleep in the tub, please.”

Rolling my eyes, I slip into the bath with a sigh now that the bath bomb is dissolved. “I haven’t made it this far to die in the bathtub,” I mutter. “Oh, Auggie? Can you do me a favor?”

“Always,” he says, brow raised.

“I need to call the facility to check on my mom, can you bring me my phone? God, it’s probably dead, huh?” I groan.

“Ah, I will absolutely call as your devoted alpha because the doctor there is creepy,” he counters. My lips part as he shakes his head. “Cere, you reminded me I need to go to City Hall to deliver our paperwork, ask Shaw to bribe someone so it looks like I put it in last week, and then call him. Are you sure we can’t just pull your mom from there?”

Sighing, I process his words. Dr. Brunes was very intense while I was there with his questions. It isn’t safe for me to go back. I’m not someone who hides behind anyone, but I don’t want the doctor to be any more interested in me than he already is.

“I really want to get her out of there, but Mama said my fathers are looking for her,” I explain. “She can feel them through their bond, the whispers, and she’s not willing for them to get their hands on her.”

“We’d never let that happen,” Auggie growls.

“You and I know we wouldn’t,” I remind him. “Her paranoia is being fueled by them. We need to find Pack Cockburn so they can’t hurt her anymore. They’re torturing her, Auggie.”

Wincing, he bites his lower lip as he shifts his weight. “I’ve actually been paying a private investigator to look for them,” he says softly. “Please don’t be upset, I knew they weren’t good people even if I didn’t know everything, but he hasn’t found fuck all about them. It’s the damnedest thing, especially if your mom says she can feel them near her.”

“He could have been paid off,” I suggest. “They’re very well off, I remember her telling me. I don't think the investigator is going to be helpful.”

“I’d say not,” he grumbles. “I’ll find another avenue to look into them. In the meantime, I’m going to get this figured out. Try to relax, please? I’m charging your phone and it’s blowing up… Fuck, I can see you tensing. I shouldn’t have told you about that.”

Giggling as I watch him cringe, I shake my head. “Checking my messages and calls will be relaxing for me, because it’s hard for me to do nothing in a bath, as nice as this is,” I say.

“Alright, I know when to fold. I’m still on ‘spoil my girl’ momentum, even though it was hot watching Tommy spank your bratty ass,” he says with a chuckle as he walks out.

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