Page 136 of Knot Only His

He knows.

They both know.

The puck slides across the ice, a perfect pass. Carver spins, his stick connecting in one fluid motion.

And like I’ve seen so many times before, the puck hits the back of the net.

The buzzer blares.

I’m screaming, jumping into Asher’s arms as the crowd surges to their feet.

Through our bond, I feel their triumph, their joy, their love—all of it crashing over me in waves that make my knees weak.

“They did it,” I whisper, leaning back into Asher’s embrace.

“I think you did it,” he murmurs in my ear.

Epilogue - Harlow

That night...

I sink into the plush hotel chair, my body still tingling with excitement from the game as the sounds of running water and inaudible murmurs drift from the bathroom as my alphas shower.

I slip out of my heels and peel off my clothes, padding naked across the carpeted floor, and push on the door.

Steam billows out as I step inside the bathroom.

My breath catches at the sight before me.

My alphas.

They’re all there.

Water cascades over broad shoulders and defined muscles in the enormous glass-enclosedshower.

Parker is leaning against the marble wall. Oliver and Carver are sharing the rainfall showerhead, while Asher works shampoo through his hair.

“Any room for me?” My voice comes out breathier than intended.

“Get in here,” Carver growls, extending his hand.

Oliver grins. “All that baby talk at the game has us needing to cool down.”

I step closer to the glass door. “Is that why you’re showering? To hold back?”

Parker’s eyes darken. “Come and find out.”

I slip into the warm spray, immediately enveloped by their heat and scent. Parker’s firm hand slides across my stomach. “We want our babies inside you,” he murmurs against my neck.

Another hand plays between my thighs. “So fucking much.”

“Is Jagger asleep?”

“He is. You don’t need to keep your voice down.”

Oliver’s strong hand cups my face, assessing my eyes. “Tell your alphas what you need, baby.”

“Fuck me, knot me... I feel so empty, and I need you to fill me up.” Even I hear the whine in my voice. “And I’ll stop my birth control for my next heat.”

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