Page 28 of How to Accidentally Become the Devil

I poof us onto the bed, disturbing all of its occupants when we land in the center.

Belz. Our man needs some cuddles. Help me out?I direct my thoughts to my first mate.

I would love to.He responds, wrapping his arm around Zar, manhandling him into position.

Once we’re all situated, it doesn’t take long for me to fall asleep surrounded by my mates. I thought I was happy cuddling up withthreemates after I bonded Oz, butnow? I know it may sound stupid, but I feel complete. Even with everything going on with Luc and not knowing how to fix him, I feel… at peace. Like now that I have all four of my fated mates, everything will be okay.

And now I know how all the main characters in my books felt.

thirteen

Madelyne

Ican’t believe I’ve been in Hell for weeks and this is the first time I’m having breakfast at mymates’house.

“In our defense, you have been busy since you got here,” Zeph says as he fiddles with the coffee maker. His back is to me, so he misses the death glare I shoot at him.

“Stay out of my head, Zephyr. It’s a scary place, you don’t want to know what goes on up there,” I warn.

Belz laughs as he walks up behind me, wrapping his arms around my waist.

I don’t know, love. I think your brain is afascinatingplace.He thinks as he kisses my neck.

You won’t think that for long.I think back.

“Won’t think what for long?” Oz asks as he flips a pancake.

“You didn’t hear Belz? Can you only hear my thoughts?”

They didn’t hear me because I shared that thought with you, not them.“But thanks for letting them know I can do that.”

“Yes. Thank you for that. How can you do that? Is that why I haven’t heard any thoughts from you all morning but I’ve heardeverythingOz has been thinking?” Zar raises a brow at Belz.

“Could be.” He shrugs with a laugh.

The fucker already figured out how to turn it off.

Yeah. And he’s not sharing. Zeph pouts in response to my unspoken gripe.

“What do you mean you’ve heardallmy thoughts this morning?” Oz gapes at Zar.

I snort. “He means we heard you staring at Belz ass and imagining it was a peach you'd like to take a bite out ofandwe heard your little ditty about ‘Maddy’s Tiddys’”

Belz chuckles behind me. Guess he hadn’t figure out how to shut us all out before that particular gem.

“Okay. We have to figure out how to turn that off. I agree with Mads, I don’t want you assholes hearing my every thought,” Oz grumbles. “Fuck. You made me burn a fucking pancake. That one’s yours, Zar.”

Everyone laughs, well, except for Zar who now has to eat the burnt pancake. That’s the worst. No amount of syrup can hide the taste of a charred pancake.

As we sit down for breakfast, my head throbs from all the thoughts that don’t belong to me. It’s so freaking loud in my head I can’t stand it. I knew this whole reading each other's thoughts thing was going to be bad.

I wish it would fucking quiet down. I don’t want to hear all of their fucking thoughts.

And just like that, it’s silent. I only hear my own voice in my head and it’s so shocked by the sudden absence of my mates’ thoughts, it’s silent too.

Oh thank fucking God!

I take in a deep breath, soaking up the peace that settles over me without all the extra voices in my head. Smiling, I take a sip of my orange juice.

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