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“Your perfume makes me feel less sick,” I said, and she laughed.

“Your ring!” she exclaimed, pulling my hand.

“Yes, I’m engaged now,” I said, smiling.

“Oh my god, congratulations,” she said, with tears in her eyes.

Throughout the rest of the day, she spent time in my house as we caught up on everything that happened to us. She cried with me when I told her about what I had gone through at the camp. And I laughed with her at her outrageous wedding led by a clown singer that she was obsessed with. Even her husband, Adrian, was hanging out with my alphas outside.

It was a peaceful day, and when she left, I went to my room to try the oil. I was lying on my back, pulling my dress up over my thighs and exposing my stomach.

“Ooh, what’s going on here?” asked Evan in a naughty voice.

“I need to put the oil on,” I explained breathlessly, trying to open the cap.

“Allow me to put it on for you,” he said, unscrewing the cap in two seconds and slowly rubbing it over all over my skin. “You’re so incredibly beautiful.”

I started to feel aroused as he rubbed the oil sensually over my belly and my thighs next. The sharp smell cleared my brain and my senses.

“I think it’s working already,” I said in wonderment as he put away the oil. He lay next to me and grasped my face with one hand, kissing me on the lips.

“I’m so glad because I miss sexy time,” he said, and my pussy throbbed as he grasped my breast through my bra.

“You’re turning me on,” I accused.

“Is that so?” he asked with an arched eyebrow.

Epilogue

OLIVIA

Three Years Later

As I stared at my bridesmaids ahead of me, I was growing more nervous by the second. I could hear Lacy’s melodic voice singing a slow wedding tune outside where the guests sat. We stood inside the cool building, waiting for the door to open, leading outside for my beach-themed wedding. I was barefoot, and I couldn’t wait for my feet to get warm in the sand waiting outside.

“You’re nervous,” said my dad, Caleb, holding my left arm while my other dad, Bruce, held my right arm.

“I know it’s weird since I already live with them and all,” I said, playing down my emotions like I always did. “I shouldn’t be nervous.”

“It’s okay to feel nervous,” said Bruce. “I felt the same with your mother. You will feel like this when you’re about to marry the true love of your life. And then a peace will come over you.”

“Thanks, Dad,” I said, and he squeezed my arm when the double doors finally opened ever so slowly.

Natural sunlight streamed into the grand hallway, and the bridesmaids made their way outside, looking stunning in their soft purple dresses. Reyna and Alana’s two younger sisters, Roxanne and Sarah, were my bridesmaids. I wanted to include Reyna since she had been such an amazing support during all my group therapy sessions.

I looked behind me and smiled at my son, Cassius, who was holding the rings on a small cushion. I smiled. He was focused intently on the cushion so it didn’t drop, but my mother was right next to him to make sure it all went smoothly. I had planned this wedding for so long, and now I was scared of messing anything up.

We started to walk, and my heart pounded in my chest as we walked down the aisle lined with lilies. Around two hundred guests sat in wooden chairs adorned with pastel ribbons, matching the vibrant floral arrangements.

A rustic wooden arch embellished with blooms and foliage stood over the three alphas who were ready to marry me. My A-line dress flowed in a whisper against the sand as I walked to them, and upon looking up, my eyes caught all three of my alphas. They stood in neatly pressed suits, with different colored ties matching my ring.

Butterflies swirled in my belly as we walked up to the arch, and now I was finally standing in front of the three of them. I gave them a small nervous smile, and Sergio had tears forming in his eyes when my fathers released me.

“Take care of our daughter,” said Caleb.

“Always,” nodded Sergio.

My fathers made their way back to their seats, and the officiant cleared his throat while holding the microphone. I briefly glanced at all our guests. All my mother’s friends were here, along with their alphas and children, which made for a huge gathering. I accidentally caught the eye of Alana and Lio,sitting next to their three children, and she gave me a wide smile, her eyes twinkling. Lacy was on the stage with her two beta bandmates, playing a slow song as the officiant read from a piece of paper. Her baby girl, Francine, was sitting on Vanessa’s lap, her curly hair just as red as her mother’s.