Page 19 of Knot His Reality

Relief slips over her face. “Yeah? Are you sure? I know that’s not why you’re here.”

Milo waves off her words. “I love babies. I don’t mind one bit.”

“His name is Everest.” She passes him to Milo, smiling at my beta as she pulls out her phone. “Thank you.”

“It’s my pleasure.” Milo smiles down at the baby, speaking so softly to him, I can’t make out the words.

Watching him with Everest pulls at my heartstrings. He looks good with a baby in his arms, and I hate that I can’t give that to him—to them.

No.

To us.

“Em, where are you? I need to get these interviews done.” Bree sighs. “Okay, yeah. We’ll be here.”

“Everything okay?” I ask, my feet moving me closer and closer to Milo and Everest.

She runs a hand through her hair. “Yes. Emmy’s going through a phase where she doesn’t want to wear clothes at all, and she throws a tantrum whenever we force her to. She started stripping her clothes off as he was walking up here from our cabin. She’s going to go hang out with her Uncle Tyler so Emmett can get Everest. Then we’ll get the interview going.”

I run my finger down Everest’s tiny foot, loving just how soft his skin is.

“You can hold him if you want,” Bree offers, and I jerk my head up. She gives me a soft smile as Milo hands me the baby.

I stand frozen, afraid to move. I can’t remember ever holding a baby before, and I’m a little afraid I’m going to hurt him.

“Relax, alpha,” Milo whispers into my ear as Everest begins to fuss. “Babies can tell when you’re upset.”

Looking down at that tiny face, I melt. He blinks his eyes up at me, grabbing my finger when I offer it to him.

“He’s beautiful,” I murmur.

Eric hums as he presses to my back. “He really is.”

“Thank you. He’s a wonderful baby but so was Emmy. Hopefully, his terrible twos won’t be as bad as hers.”

My entire focus is on Everest as I ignore the world around me, the others’ voices fading out. This is what I want—a beautiful baby of my own. I just don’t know how to make it happen.

“I’m here! I’m here!” I lift my head to find Bree’s mate, Emmett, rushing up the stairs. He looks much like he did on his season, neither he nor Bree having aged at all in the three years since the first season. “I’ll take him.”

As much as I don’t want to let him go, he’s not mine, so I relinquish my hold. I bite my lip as I watch how Emmett is with him. It’s obvious how much he loves his son.

“Sorry again,gongjunim.“ Emmett kisses the side of Bree’s head with an apologetic smile. “She’s in rare form tonight, but I’ve got this. I’m Emmett, by the way.”

Milo snorts. “We’re aware. I’m Milo and this is my pack mates, Eric and Victoria. And this is Daniel.”

Emmett gives us a quick wave before ducking back down the stairs, and Bree lets out a sigh. “Now, where the hell are my cameramen?”

Ten minutes later, Daniel, Eric, Milo, and I are sitting on a couch facing the cameras. The questions aren’t anything unexpected, especially since I studied the first three seasons in preparation for appearing on the show myself.

Did I really need to do that? Probably not, but it made me feel better.

It’s less than ten minutes later when Bree wraps it up with a smile. “Thank you, everyone. As you know, the next set of suitors will arrive shortly. We ask that you remain on the second or third floor tonight and in the morning. Both dinner and breakfast will be served in your room or wherever you want to eat on the second or third floor. You can call down to the kitchen whenever you’re hungry and place an order. It doesn’t just need to be at dinnertime, either. While the suitors are still arriving, someone will be in the kitchen 24-7. We don’t want anyone to go hungry.

“Tomorrow, you’ll have free rein of the house from eleven to four tomorrow so you can make use of the pool either outside or in the basement. Then you’ll be asked to return to the top floors. We just want to allow Remington as much time with his new suitors as possible. This will continue for each day until all suitors have arrived. On Saturday, once Remington is back from his date, you’ll no longer be under any restrictions, and the first rose ceremony will be held that night at eight.”

Four more days before we can see Remington again. Hopefully, we can keep one another entertained during that time. At least we’ll get to meet the next four suitors either tonight or tomorrow. It’ll be interesting once all twenty suitors arrive to see how we all get along.

There were more than a few people who butted heads during the first three seasons, so I’m sure there will be much of the same for us.

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