Page 116 of Knot His Reality

Milo chuckles, holding his hands up in surrender. “Fine. No licking your pussy. Got it. At least come cuddle with me.”

“And me,” Remy demands. “I want you on one side and Aubrey on the other.”

I’m certainly not going to argue with my new mate, especially when I feel contentment rushing through him as I curl up next to him as he and Aubrey lie down. Milo scoots closer and kisses me as Victoria and Eric settle behind him. “Night, Mila.”

“Night Milo. Remy. Everyone else.”

Even as we say our good nights, I know I should clean up. I don’t want to get a UTI, and Remy really did make a mess of my pussy.

When I try to sit up, Remy drags me back down. “Wait until Aubrey’s knot goes down. We can all clean up together. Let’s just cuddle for now.”

Thinking about all of us cleaning up together sends warmth through me. I think I’m going to love being part of a pack.

Chapter Twenty-eight

Brooke

Thelasttwoweekshave flown by.

After mating both Aubrey and Camila, Remington spent most of his time with his new pack on Sunday. Then, we each went on our dates with him and his pack. We went shopping for our group date, and I finally think Victoria is warming up to me. It probably helps that I stopped hitting on her—which I’d done as soon as I realized she wasn’t into women.

I always find it so gross when people keep hitting on someone who isn’t attracted to their gender. It’s just rude.

When the rose ceremony came around last week, he didn’t send any of us home. He just switched up who would be going on individual dates and group dates. I loved the one-on-one time I got with him. I really love spending time with him and all the others, really. It’s just nice to be around other people, I guess.

As the youngest suitor, I sometimes think they don’t take me as seriously as they do each other, but that’s okay. At least they don’t treat me as less than them.

Remington has also proven he’s nothing like my sister. Maybe most omegas aren’t like her.

Finn and I have been working hard at overcoming the shit my sister put me through. I even think I finally know what I’m going to say to her and my ex. I’m still working on how I’m going to approach my parents, but I think that’s because their decision to side with my sister hurt worse than the rest of it. I don’t know how they’ll respond or if I’ll be able to forgive them, even if they’re sorry, but I’m working on it.

As for my sister, I’ll never be able to forgive her. But I need the closure that’ll come after I talk to her.

I kind of feel selfish about taking up so much of Finn’s time, but he’s been really great. It seems a little weird to me that I’m spending so much time working on myself when I should be focused on Remington, but he’s assured me repeatedly that he’s happy Finn’s helping me. I guess if anyone would understand, it’s him. He seems to be doing so much better with his anxiety. I don’t know if that’s because of the work he’s been doing with Finn or because he knows all of us better now, but I’m so happy to see it.

After bonding with Remington, Camila and Aubrey moved into the pack suite with Pack Hawthorne. They all seem to spend most nights in Remington’s room, but who can blame them for that?

Ian considered moving down to the second floor since there are so many open rooms down here, but he didn’t want to leave Carter and Riley up there by themselves—which I totally get.

The thing I miss the most now that Camila is part of Remy’s pack is having someone to get ready with. I’m the only female suitor left, and it’s not like any of the guys want to get ready with me. Although Alexei invited me to get ready in their suite with them while Nikolai glared at him. I turned them down, not wanting to deal with all of that.

I startle when someone knocks on my door, almost messing up my eyeliner. I hurry over and throw it open to reveal the twins standing there.

“You are ready?” Nikolai asks, and I shake my head.

“Almost. I just need to finish my liner and put on some mascara, then I’ll be ready. Come in.” I step back, ignoring Nikolai’s sneer at the mess of clothes on the extra bed.

What can I say? I couldn’t decide on a dress. They’re lucky I finally decided on one.

I hurry back into the bathroom and finish up as quickly as I can. I don’t want them to have to wait too long for me.

The two of them seem to have adopted me, and I’m not complaining. It’s nice to have someone to hang out with when Camila’s busy. She always makes time to see me, but it’s not the same. No matter what comes of the show, I know the two of us are besties for life.

“You do not need to wear makeup,” Alexei says, leaning against the door jamb.

I roll my eyes, used to hearing this. “I know, but I like it.”

“Okay.” He’s quiet for a moment. “You look beautiful. If Remington does not see, then it is his loss.”

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