Penn took up the watch, his wolf’s ears twitching with alertness while Wilder and I slipped inside the barn, following the sound of our mate’s breathing. When we saw her condition, my wolf’s fury was almost beyond controlling. Only the reminder that our mate’s safety could be compromised if we went on a rampage and tried to kill everyone on these lands kept him in check.
“Rumor, querida,” I soothed, slitting the ropes that dug into her skin with the one tool I always had with me, a pocket knife. “We’re taking you home now.”
“I don’t think so.” Reyna laughed, and I turned to see her standing in the doorway with her pack around her. “Leave now, and we’ll let you live. We promise not to beat your little bitch too severely, as long as she follows the rules and doesn’t cause any trouble.”
My wolf burst through the barrier and took control, shredding my clothes as he leapt into battle, followed by Wilder in his fur and Penn. The female stepped back, but her mates also took their fur, and a fierce battle ensured. We were more evenly matched than I liked, but I could see my packmates to either side of me, and I had my fangs poised above one of the male’s jugular when he went limp and begged me not to kill him.
The others were no longer fighting either, the cowards, and we could end it, but our mate lay in a heap, unconscious. I saw what I hadn’t before, the amount of blood she’d lost from the wounds on her limbs. She’d no doubt been trying to get free, and her scent was all distress.
Suddenly, the weaklings we had bested mattered not at all, and I tossed my opponent to the side and shifted, racing to our mate. “Rumor, querida, hang on and we’ll get you out of here.”
Her eyes opened halfway as I lifted her into my arms. “Bring Lily. She isn’t safe here.”
“Yes, of course.” I carried her toward the door and out into the night. The alpha house still glowed above us, no sign that anyone had noticed the kerfuffle below. Did Reyna tell her family what she was up to, or did she somehow think she could kidnap her sister and use her with nobody finding out?
Maybe claim she came back on her own and threaten her with the safety of the children she wanted her to bear or something equally horrible? I wanted to kill them these people slowly and painfully.
“Vargas?” Rumor’s faint voice pulled me back to the moment. “They’re not worth it.”
No they weren’t. “Let’s go home.”
Luckily, we kept some extra clothes in the truck because otherwise we’d have been driving along the highway naked. No shifter let that happen more than once.
Chapter Twenty-Six
Rumor
“Do you need anything, Rumor?” Lily was still hovering as if she were a servant, even though she’d never been that to me.
“No, do you?” I fluffed up a final pillow on my big round bed in anticipation of a very special night with my mates. We’d have done this the moment I got back, but I was so bruised and exhausted, they insisted we wait.
After a couple of nights of rest, we’d all shifted and run the night before, since the shifting suppressant finally wore off. Who knew my mother was not just a manipulator but some kind of chemical expert in controlling females and their heats?
My wolf was blissed out as we raced along the trails on the pack lands and beyond, splashing in streams and rolling around together. When we returned home and shifted back, the deep cuts from trying to get out of the coarse rope bondage had healed, bruises faded, and the first signs of heat were surging back.
Uncomfortable as they were, I welcomed them, wanting more than anything in the world to be fully their mate, marked and, hopefully, carrying their young.
Lily winced at my offer to do something for her. “I can’t get used to not being someone’s servant. I feel so at loose ends.”
“You don’t have to be that. You’re living here as my friend and one of the family, so I’ll tell you what my alphas told me. Help out any way you like, but know it’s not expected. And if you want to bake cookies, you will get no complaints from anyone here.”
“Cookies? I can do that.” She was out the door and headed down the hall so fast, I had to laugh. Everyone liked to be useful, and Lily loved to bake. It was a matter of finding her place in this new part of her life. I welcomed her company but suspected it wouldn’t be long before she had a pack of her own. Sweet, kind, and pretty, nothing could hold her back if that was what she wanted.
“Querida?” Vargas stood in the doorway. “May we come in?”
Sitting back on the bed, I smiled up at my three alphas. “Yes, and close the door so we don’t shock Lily. She’s baking us cookies.”
“Nice.” Wilder followed Vargas in. “What kind?”
“I don’t know.” I giggled. “Does it matter?”
“Nope. I like them all.” Wilder sat down next to me and lifted my hand to his lips. “But not as much as I love you.”
My heart hammered in my chest. “I love you too. All of you. When you bought me from my former family, I was relieved to be away from them, but I never dreamed I’d fall in love. Omegas aren’t supposed to get this lucky.”
“I don’t know why not.” Penn sat on my other side and untied the ribbon holding my pale-blue satin robe closed. I’d bought it at the bath store with just this sort of occasion in mind. “I think we’re the ones who are lucky. I love you too.”
As Vargas pushed my robe over my shoulders, they eased me back to lie on the bed and then stood to take off the lounge pants they all wore. Even Wilder wore no shirt now, since I’d convinced him his body was as sexy as anything I’d ever seen, and when they joined me on the bed, I struggled to get enough air to breathe and stay conscious. Until now, I’d been with only one of them at a time, but for this mating we had agreed we would all be together.