Page 53 of Dream Mates
“If my father, by some miracle, gets returned to us, I’ll figure it out. Most likely he’ll want to return to Greece and my mother,” Spencer said. “Hopefully he’ll remember something. How common is it to not remember anything, like when you first arrived?”
“I’m small. The dosage was off.” I shrugged. “But I’d expect your father to have a very long memory gap. Oh. I wonder if that’s why some people go missing and then turn up years later with no memories of the time that passed?”
Jett rubbed his chin. “Quite possibly.”
“I’m sorry. I didn’t know why I was here. Certainly, I didn’t know Agent Weigmier was coming for me. I didn’t mean to upset you. My phone didn’t work there so I couldn’t text you. He wouldn’t let me get a message to you.” Tears streamed down my face.
“We know, Grace, we know,” Spencer said softly. “It was just frightening.”
“Especially since Spencer didn’t think you were coming back,” Jett added. “Ri was adamant that you would.”
“Anything else?” Brennan asked.
“There are some things that I need to remember that didn’t get written down. Probably because I never let anyone see my phone. But I do remember an agreement to not research parallel worlds and travel. So–” I shrugged.
“Sorry, Peaches.” Wes squeezed my shoulder.
“The whole point was to find you. Now I have you.” I leaned in and kissed him.
“I’ll make sure you don’t take on illegal projects. I want to keep you here.” Spencer kissed the top of my head.
I looked at Brennan. His opinion as head alpha was important.
“Can I stay? Please?” My heart squeezed a little. What if he saidno?
“You can stay. But I’m still confused about the dream traveling.” His brows furrowed.
Relief flooded me. I could stay!
“Thank you. And I don’t understand the dream traveling, I never have.” I mean, that whole thing about putting the wedding cake under your pillow to dream of your future husband wasjust an old wives’ tale. Right? None of my friends had dreamt of anyone.
“We’ll go with the fact that you’re scent matches and that’s why you dreamt of each other. Your love is so strong that it spans the universe. It’s romantic,” Evan stated.
“Also, I’m not twenty-nine, I’m twenty-eight. Evan fucked with my birthdate. We should change that back at some point.” I grinned at him. Might as well lay down the secrets.
“Why?” Brennan made a face.
Evan grinned back. “Wes is a perv.”
Wes play-smacked Evan. “She was an older seventeen when I bonded with her. Also, it was extenuating. I wouldn’t have bit her then if I hadn’t been worried about her life.”
A pang of regret zinged through the bond, and I crawled back onto his lap.
“It’s okay that you didn’t find me. I still love you to the end of the universe.” I gave Wes a kiss.
“Why don’t we clean up and go roast some marshmallows around the fire pit,” Jett said, getting up off the floor. “If you’re up for it, I do have some questions, especially about your interdimensional mate bond.”
It was late. Jett put out the fire in the fire pit down by the dock. Brennan and I folded up and carried the chairs back to the cabin. Spencer had already headed up because he couldn’t remember if he’d put all the food away. Evan, Jett, and Wes were cleaning up around the fire pit. Brennan and I walked in the dark, the sound of the lake lapping on the shore filled the cool night air.
“Bren?” My heart beat hard in my chest. “I… I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to break pack rules. I don’t even know what they are and–”
“Relax before Wes and Evan crash our conversation. I understand. It’s my fault, too. We don’t have that trust between us that you do with the others. I’ll keep your secrets; we all will. We just don’t keep them from each other. That is very important,” Brennan explained.
I tried to gulp the lump out of my throat. “I get that. I’ll try not to keep secrets.”
“Good.”
For a moment we walked in silence, and I shivered a little.
