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“Omega,” he growls in her ear. She shivers as Ledger nuzzles her neck, right over my mating mark.

Sitting down at the table, we each dig into our breakfast. Ledger refuses for Kennedy to feed herself, instead, he carefully cuts up bite sized pieces and feeds her himself. She tries to protest, saying that she is an adult and can feed herself. He just grunts, holding the fork in front of her until she takes the offering. She frowns at each mouthful but softens until she is eventually relaxing back into him as she eats her fill.

I’m not surprised that she has come around to liking the gesture. Omegas crave the need to be looked after and Alphas crave to be the ones to provide. It's so deeply rooted in our genetic makeup that there is no use fighting it. It makes me go into a deep dive into ways that I can take care of Kennedy. To take the weight of life further off her shoulders in any way I possibly can.

As I finish my plate, I sit back and look at our completed pack. It seems to hit me then that this is real.

This is my family.

This is my pack.

Chapter Twenty Seven

Ican’t stop the sound that comes out of my mouth when Theo tells me that they are taking me to the beach today. Not once in my twenty-three years have I been to the beach. I have dreamed of it, sure. Admired it from afar. But, I was never allowed to go.

Before my mom died, there was always an excuse. After she died, I didn’t even bother to ask anymore. I just gave up on that dream. It only became something that I wished for in my dreamscape life. The one where I found my Alphas.

I guess, the very one that I am living in now.

Theo doesn’t need to say anything more. I’m already discarding the blanket I had wrapped around me at Ledger’s feet and am taking off up the stairs.

Laughter from my Alphas follows me but I don’t stop. I have my heart set on sandy white beaches and crystal blue water.

I barrel into my bedroom and head straight for the walk-in wardrobe. I know that the guys already made sure that I had bikinis. I didn’t think that they would be necessary but now, I am thankful they put them in the cart.

Opening the drawer, I pause, instantly overwhelmed at my choices. Strings of bikinis tangle with each other looking like the most daunting mess.

Ledger walks in, pausing as he feels my panic. He chuckles as he walks over and begins sorting through the draw. He miraculously pulls out a matching set of bikinis and hands them to me.

I smile up at him, thankful that he walked in here and didn’t leave me to work out what to wear. Pulling off my clothes, I pull on the cheeky bottoms before tying the top on. It takes me a moment to work it out properly. It’s the first bikini that I have ever worn and it feels like there are strings going every which way.

Eventually, I think I work it out. At least, all the bits that need covering are covered.

Although I use the word covered lightly. There still feels like there is a ridiculous amount of skin on display.

I walk back into the wardrobe and grab a mesh dress to put over my swimmers. It does nothing to hide what I am wearing but it at least gives me some kind of semblance of modesty.

I grab some flip flops, slipping them on as I make my way back down the stairs. I’m surprised to see Jax, Theo and Ledger already waiting for me. They are now in board shorts, wife beaters and flip flops. It seems strange to see them dressed in something so casual but I find that I don’t hate it. Rather the opposite. I like seeing them like this. Relaxed and without the pressures of the world weighing down on our shoulders.

My shoe slapping against the stairs has their gazes snapping towards mine. Growls come from all three of their chests as they take me in.

“Jesus, Little Omega. Do you want to kill us?”

Theo closes the distance between us as he reaches out a hand for me to take. The moment our hands touch, it feels like a bolt of lightning goes through my system. I gasp at the feeling and I know that it affects Theo just as much as it does me.

“Our perfect Omega,” he whispers as he kisses my cheek. I blush, unable to stop myself as butterflies flutter in my stomach. I’m instantly thrown back to only a few hours ago when Theo’s hands ran over my body as we took pleasure in each other's touch.

At the time, the feeling made me want to cry. I had been so overwhelmed with love that it was hard to handle the emotion. But, I am slowly starting to learn what the feeling is.

I don’t quite know what I have done right in this life to deserve that kind of affection. The kind that takes your breath away at the smallest of touches. One I know I am lost to.

The drive to the beach is surprisingly quick. We wind down the windows, allowing the salt air to hit my face for the first time. I take a deep breath, allowing the scents of the beach mingled with those of my men to assault my senses.

Theo quickly finds a park and we hop out of the car grabbing our towels and a cooler they had packed for lunch.

I feel like I am in a strange kind of trance-like state as I take in my surroundings. Photos just don’t do it justice.

The sand is scorching beneath my feet as I make my way down to the shoreline. It feels like a beacon, calling me to it. I dump the few things the guys allowed me to carry on the harder, cooler sand, not caring how or where it lands.

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