“Sorry, Letty. I think you're about to be replaced as one of my top three besties.”
“Oh no. Whatever shall I do,” I say dryly.
She only grins wider.
“So let me get this straight. You three do not already have a woman and a baby on the way?” Jenny asks, clarifying.
“No,” Thomas says firmly. “The woman who was at the door when Violet answered is Sylvia. She’s a Beta we saw last year. We only went out on a few dates—had sex once—well before she waseven pregnant. After that, we broke things off. She wasn’t right for us. Sadly, she didn’t like that answer and has been harassing us ever since.”
“So she is pregnant? Just not with your baby?” Jenna asks.
Aiden nods. “Yes.”
The idea of them sleeping with her, sleeping with anyone, makes my gut turn. They are mine. My Alphas. I know at their age, they’re sure to have a past. But I don’t want to know anything else involving previous relationships.
“You okay, Sweets?” Nolan asks, moving his head to catch my eyes.
“Yup.” I plaster on a fake smile.
Rylee snorts. “No, she’s not. She’s jealous as fuck.”
“Shut up!” I hiss, shooting her a glare.
“You have nothing to be jealous over,” Thomas reassures, pulling me into his arms. I melt into his touch, swallowing a whimper as his comforting peppermint and orange scent fills my nose.
The overwhelming need to cry again takes over. I didn’t realize how much I craved physical touch until right now. I want the three of them to surround and hold me forever.
“You're ours, baby. Nothing will change that. We’re so fucking happy you decided to come back.” He pulls back and grins down at me. “Pregnant,” he whispers. “We’re really having a baby?”
“Yeah.” I nod, smiling up at him with so much damn joy I’m nearly vibrating.
I came here ready for the worst outcome—to go back home with my friends and raise this baby alone.
Now, things have gone better than I could have expected because they were never hers. That was never their baby.
They want me. Want our baby.
This changes everything.
“This Sylvia chick, if she’s been harassing you, how can we expect that Violet will be safe?”
“Because,” Aiden starts. “We’ve got a restraining order on her. She’s not allowed to come on our property and has to be at least a hundred feet away in public spaces.”
“And how long have you had that?” Jenna asks.
“A year,” Thomas adds.
“So she broke it by coming to the house that day?” Rylee asks.
“Yes,” Aiden sighs.
“But she was charged for it. If she does it again, she goes to jail,” Thomas interjects.
“So Violet is safe?” Jenna asks.
“With us, always,” Thomas growls in promise.
“Good. Because there’s no way I’m leaving my girl here unless I know she’s going to be okay.”