Page 220 of Filthy Royal

“Then get ready to hold on, wild thing. Because this is just the start.”

Together, they marched up the aisle to the dais.

Once there, Damien turned her to face him, his palm wrapping around the back of her neck as he pressed his forehead to hers. “You are mine. I am yours.”

“Yes.” Scarlett didn’t hesitate. But he could tell she was still trying to figure out exactly what was going on, her gaze darting to the others before rushing back to his.

He got it. They had nothing like this ritual in the Golden Dome. Hells, it didn’t really exist anywhere, but it was what he wanted for the two of them. Another extraordinary memory to add to all the ones they’d already created.

And she’d understand soon enough.

“Okay, Stormhart, let’s get this done.”

* * *

Scarlett

Scarlett started.Kadon?Now she really wasn’t sure what was going on.

Clearly, it was a celebration of life. In a stunning setting. Given to her by the sweetest, sexiest Alpha in the galaxy.

But she honestly couldn’t figure out why everyone was there. Or why she and Damien weren’t naked and rutting on the dais, among the crystal flowers.

Now,thatwould have been a celebration.

“Scarlett, have mercy.” Nostrils flaring, Damien groaned low.

It dawned on her then where her thoughts had taken her—in front of an audience, no less—and she reeled them in fast. “Sorry.”

He drew her closer. “Save it for after the ceremony.”

She smiled wider.

The hand around the back of her neck contracted. “Kadon, do your part now. No more stalling. I want this done.”

“I don’t take orders from you,” the other Alpha grouched, but there was no heat behind his words.

“Kad,” her brother admonished, “get to it.” His somber stare found hers. “There’s no one who deserves her happiness more. You might have been born property and a prize, little sister, but you’ve shown us all the true meaning of strength.”

Scarlett bit her lip to keep from getting teary-eyed all over again.

Her brother’s gaze returned to the other male. “Also, the sooner you get to it, the sooner we can have our own.”

Kadon stood by her side in the next heartbeat. This time, she stifled a laugh.

“For you,” Kadon said, his voice gruff, as he pulled a small screen from his pocket and held it out to her.

Or tried to.

She had to wait for Damien to release his hold so she could examine it fully.

Which he did. Eventually.

Scarlett immediately recognized the document pulled up on the screen. It was the contract she and Kadon had been forced to sign to make her his prime omega.

Even seeing the thing brought a stab of pain, a sense of wrongness.

Damien grabbed her hand.

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