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That's what we were creating. Not just a pack, but an ecosystem of love and support and mutual care. Something that would grow stronger with time, more resilient with each challenge we faced together.
And at the center of it all was Willa, the omega who had somehow convinced three very different alphas that they were better together than apart. Who had trusted us with her vulnerability and rewarded that trust with love beyond anything I'd ever imagined possible.
Chapter 32
Rhett
The air in the nest room was thick with the scent of successful bonding. Two claims, two permanent connections, two thirds of a pack that was rapidly becoming something extraordinary. But the underlying current of heat was stronger now, more urgent. Willa's body was preparing for the final claiming, and every instinct I possessed was screaming at me to answer that call.
I stood in the doorway, taking in the scene before me. Willa was curled against Wes, both of them naked and sated but alert. She looked up when she sensed my presence, and the need in her eyes hit me like a physical blow.
"Rhett," she said, and my name sounded different now. Deeper, richer, carrying the weight of two established bonds and the promise of a third.
"How are you feeling?" I asked, stepping into the room and closing the door behind me.
"Empty," she said honestly, making both Wes tighten his hold on her protectively. "I can feel both of them in my mind, but there's still a space. A place that's waiting for you."
The vulnerability in her admission made my chest tight. This incredible woman, who had already given so much of herself, was still willing to trust me with the final piece of her heart.
"Are you sure you're ready?" I asked, settling on the edge of the bed. "This is the completion. Once we're all bonded, there's no going back."
"I don't want to go back," she said firmly. "I want to go forward. All the way forward, with all of you."
The certainty in her voice was everything I needed to hear. But I could also see the exhaustion in her eyes, the way two intensive claimings had pushed her body to its limits even as heat continued to drive her need higher.
"This one's going to be different," I said, looking between her and Wes. "More intense. The final claiming usually is."
I heard the nest door quietly open as Elias slipped inside no doubt wanting to check on her as well.
"Different how?" Willa asked, though I could see in her expression that she already suspected.
"Rougher," I said honestly. "More possessive. Your body knows this is the last connection, and it's going to demand everything you have to give."
"And I'm going to give it," she said without hesitation. "Whatever you need to claim me properly, I want it."
The trust in her words nearly undid me. After everything Sterling had done to her, all the ways he'd made her afraid of alpha dominance, she was still willing to surrender to the intensity she knew I carried.
"We can be right here if you want us to be," Wes said, understanding what I was asking. "Supporting both of you through it."
"Together," Elias added. "All of us together for the final bond."
I nodded, grateful for their willingness to share this moment instead of expecting privacy. Final claimings should be pack events, witnessed and supported by the entire family unit. It made the bond stronger, more stable.
I removed my clothes slowly, letting Willa watch and anticipate. Her scent was deepening with every passing moment, the heat reaching levels that demanded immediate attention. By the time I was naked, she was already reaching for me with desperate hands.
"Come here," she pleaded. "I need you. I need to feel complete."
I crawled into the nest, my alpha instincts preening at the fact that this perfect omega was inviting me inside. I settled over her, my larger frame covering her completely in a way that made her omega instincts sing with recognition. This was what final claiming looked like. Total coverage, absolute possession, the kind of dominance that left no doubt about who she belonged to.
"Tell me you want this," I said, my voice already rough with need. "Tell me you want me to claim you completely."
"I want it," she said firmly. "I want you to make me yours. I want to belong to all of you completely."
The permission unleashed something primal in me, every civilized impulse giving way to pure alpha instinct. I kissed her hard, claiming her mouth with the same intensity I was about to use on her body. She responded immediately, her hands fisting in my hair as she gave as good as she got.
"That's it," I growled against her lips. "Show me how much you want it."
The encouragement seemed to flip a switch in her. Where she'd been yielding and soft with the others, with me she became fierce. Demanding. Her nails raked down my back, her teethfound my lower lip, her hips rolled against mine with clear intent.
