Page 94 of Damaged Princess

"At least they're all alive?" I offer because everyone is super tense. This seems like a good thing to me, but the guys are pensive.

Vik nods. "Yeah, but this trip was a waste of time."

"Nah." Wolfe chuckles. "It was a nice little vacation before we all get back to real life."

Our flight back isn't until tomorrow.

Rafe and Vik disappear for an hour or two once we get back to the hotel. Wolfe and I stay in the room and cuddle. Which leads to some really mind-bendingly awesome orgasms.

They bring back take-out, and the smell is so incredibly delicious my mouth actually waters.

"Is it steak?" I groan, popping the lid on my box. "Ohmigod, it smells like steak."

All three of them give me funny looks as I demolish the steak and delicious Alfredo on the side. I'm not even a little ashamed as I go for the salad last.

Life is good.

Our pack has come together and, hell, I have a friend. Although, to be fair, I'm pretty sure our friendship has been so successful because Everly is an extremely easy person to get along with.

I'm even happier that Soren is alive, because that means Keeley is, too.

"Is there dessert?" I ask, glancing around.

"There's always dessert." Wolfe laughs. "You know I'm a bottomless pit."

He comes back a minute later with chocolate cake, and I let out a very omega-sounding squeal.

"I really love seeing you happy, princess," Vik says, running his fingers over my cheek.

Wolfe feeds me bites of cake. Once we're done Rafe cleans up while the rest of us move to the couch in the small living room area of the hotel suite.

Rafe comes in looking exceptionally nervous. When he hits a knee in front of me, my jaw actually falls open.

"Anastasia, will you marry us?" Rafe asks, pulling a small black box from behind his back.

My eyes dart between the guys. Wolfe smirks, nodding to show he thinks I should agree. Vik links his hand with mine tenderly, running his finger over my pulse.

"Of course," I agree, wrapping my free arm around Rafe's neck. I pull him in for a tender kiss.

"Don't you want to see the ring?" Wolfe asks with a laugh.

"Oh yeah," I say, shaking my head. "But my answer is still yes even if it's hideous." I giggle, bumping my shoulder against his so he knows I'm joking.

Rafe pops open the box, and my eyes bug out of my head.

"Holy shit," I whisper. "No, no way. You guys should return that." I cringe. Damn, I sound like a total asshole. "Sorry, I just mean we could probably buy a house for what that thing costs. Did you know I did the math while Vik was gone… I'd have to work an entire month to buy a cellphone."

"You're really fucking cute when you ramble," Wolfe says, stretching down and grabbing a bag off the floor. "It came to our attention that we've done a pretty shitty job of taking care of you thus far. That's going to change from here on out."

Vik holds my hand out, and Rafe slips the ring onto my finger. It's an oval-cut diamond with a halo of smaller stones. It's set in white gold and it's absolutely stunning.

"It's beautiful," I whisper, tilting my hand from side to side to check out how beautifully it sparkles. "But shouldn't we be saving for a house?"

"Open the bag," Rafe suggests.

I do and my confusion rises. It's a new cell phone.

"Thank you," I say sincerely.

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