Page 162 of Harley & Her Ferals

More than that, I canfeelthem.

As soon as the bonds hit, saving my life from the effect of the suppressants, I was connected to both my Alphas in a way that I could never have prepared myself for: their emotions and needs.

I’ve long felt connected to Feral without a bond. But with it, I can sense the fierce intensity of his love for every pack member.

It’s pure, primal, and possessive.

Harbinger is playful andgood. It lifts my soul because I hoped that’s what I would find underneath his villain mask.

There is also a vein of pain, however, that hurts my heart.

I can feel Laurent: a cool but loyal presence.

It’s River who burns like the sun. His sunny joy is blinding.

These men belong to me. I belong to them.

I can sense the love from each one of them through the bond, for me and each other.

So, this is a true pack bond.

What would it be like to be free of Dad? To truly be able to create a new family?

To give this new pack, the Ferals, a home?

After all, will Dad even recognize Feral as a Chief Alpha?

He gave Feral permission to bond with me but not to create a new pack.

It would make Dad our Head Alpha with control over us still.

Plus, Harbinger didn’t gain permission to bond from Vinnie. What’s going to happen about his status?

I struggle to shut out these thoughts, pushing myself to sit up against the headboard.

“I’m alive,” I declare dramatically like I’m risen from the dead.

When all my men look at me with the same joy that I’m feeling, I no longer need to guess if it’s genuine because I know through the bond that it is.

“Pfft, who was worried?” Harbinger takes another sip of coffee.

He’s sprawled with one arm along the back of the couch.

I blink, when I notice that he’s wearing an ill-fitting gray suit and tie, which is too small for him:my brother’s suit.

But then, Harbinger’s white one was added to the nest, and he doesn’t have any other clothes in Battle House.

I try not to smile at how the conversation must have gone between Lionzio and Harbinger.

Harbinger’s hair has been caught back by one of Laurent’s rose clips. I’d have also loved to see the moment Laurent decided to play with the Alpha’s hair like that.

It says a lot that the tough fighter has allowed Laurent to put rose clips in his hair.

I won’t tell Harbinger how pretty he looks. Actually, I may in order to see if I can make him blush.

There is a sheen on the bruises on his face that looks like River’s special ointment. I can also see a fresh bandage peeking out of his suit sleeve, which has been wrapped around his injured wrist.

I should have known that River would have already started tending to our new Alpha.

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