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He should have been a lawyer. Logic is his thing. Breaking the law and not getting caught is mine.
Smirking, I shrug.
“It just makes you our captive audience,” I say smugly. I watch as she sniffs, and notice the way her sinuses appear congested.
Good, we can handle the scent match thing later. One fucked up thing at a time.
“Almost twenty-nine years ago, my best friend’s sister was kidnapped,” I begin, noticing the way her gaze sharpens.
Yeah, buckle up bunny. It’s gonna be a rough ride.
Twenty-Five
Christmas Day
HOLLIS
Curled up on the couch, I watch out the window as the world is blanketed in snow. It feels quiet and peaceful, and the cabin smells like cinnamon and chocolate as Malcolm cooks breakfast.
It’s tranquil, and the last six days have been incredible. There’s no work, emails, or phone calls. No family drama, and Lars and Caleb texted me to say Merry Christmas this morning. They said they’d see me when I got back with an update, but that was it.
My friends aren’t the most patient of alphas. All I can hope is that they don’t have Nova locked up somewhere.
“Coffee?” Felix asks, handing me a mug as I smile in thanks. “How are you doing?”
“Me? I’m great. This has been so nice. I don’t think I’ve disconnected and taken an actual break in ages. Even when I got hurt, I had to work,” I say, taking a sip of my coffee.
“Good. It’s hard to slow down,” he admits, carefully lifting me up to lay behind me. I’m cradled against him, and I smile because it’s becoming second nature to have one of them to lean against as my own personal body pillow.
This place has a nest and a giant bedroom, making it perfect for packs without children. There’s been lots of sex on every surface of the house. Felix is already joking about having to disinfect things.
“You’re so comfy,” I mumble happily, my eyes feeling heavy. Since I’m supposed to be waking up, I take another sip of my coffee.
“I’m glad. Don’t fall asleep,” he teases me, smoothing back my hair. I’m wearing a lounge set and fluffy socks, completely happy to be comfortable today. “Malcolm is almost done making breakfast and then we’re going to do presents. I have to run out for a little while, but I won’t be long.”
“Oh?” I ask, looking up at him. We went snowmobiling yesterday, and my body is a little sore from spending the day outside. It was so much fun though. This area is gorgeous. I was able to take some great photos of the five of us.
I want to frame a few of them I think.
“Mmhmm. I have a present for you that’s in town,” he says.
“I guess I’ll be a good girl and be patient,” I tease him.
I typically don’t give a shit about being societally “good.” I would rather carry a big stick and make a mess of the rules. However, I really enjoy this push and pull I have with my alphas.
It’s fun.
“You good? That’s adorable,” he growls, kissing my lips hard.
“If you keep doing that, we’ll be having her for breakfast instead,” Remy teases.
“No!” Mal yells from the kitchen. “Feed the omega, and then you can eat her on the counter for all I care.”
“It’s sad that cock isn’t a food group,” I murmur, getting up off the couch.
“It’s a fucking travesty,” Remy chuckles, grabbing my hand to walk the short few steps to the kitchen.
“What’s a travesty?” Brice asks, leaning against the counter with a plate of French toast drizzled in chocolate and cinnamon.
