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There's a worried look in his eyes I've never seen before. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing," he says, which feels like a lie. "I just... hope that this first heat has been everything you've ever wanted. And no matter what, I want you to know that I'll keep you safe."

I believe and trust him wholeheartedly.

Even though I sense he's keeping something from me.

"What is it? Tell me the truth. No more lies."

Sighing, he nuzzles my neck and admits, "I'm afraid of what happens now that you're connected to all four of us. We all are."

I startle. "Why?"

"Because there are no more secrets... and because you may start to remember things from your old life." In a low voice, he admits, "You may not want to be with us once you have Fern's memories."

"Because you did something to her?" I ask, my voice sharp. "You betrayed her?"

"No! We barely knew her. But... we could've saved her, and we didn't."

"Weren't you barely even gods at the time?"

"Yes. And it was difficult. But if we'd—"

"The past is the past," I tell him, gently kissing his lips. "Besides, I'm not Fern. I'm Rina, and I have my own memories and my own personality. I make my own choices. Which includes choosing you."

"I'm glad," he says, as I yawn against his mouth. "Sleepy omega."

Feeling sleep at the edge of my mind, I tell Everett, "I'm just going to take a quick nap." Then I wrap my legs around him and doze off with his cock still inside me.

As I fall asleep, he groans and moves his hips up and down, coming in me one last time. I feel his cock swell and subside, and sigh with pleasure, loving that he's mine.

Knowing that I'm his. I'mallof theirs.

Nothing could ever compare to the way I feel right now.

I just hope that it lasts.

Chapter40

Rina

After what feels like not enough time, I wake up from my nap as Everett eases our bodies apart. In response to my whimper, he purrs to comfort me.

"Regretfully, we can't stay like this forever. I wish that we could, but there are pressing matters to attend to."

I can feel the other guys waiting impatiently. Sighing, I sit up and wrap the sheets around myself, hating the space between me and my mates.

"Come in—we're far past done."

They burst into the room with everything I could dream of: fresh sheets and pillows, soft soap and body lotion that smells of nothing but butter, water flavored with lemon and mint, and so, so much food.

"We were waiting for you to invite us in," Lucian says with a grin. "And we came prepared."

As I bathe myself in the big, luxurious bathroom, they bring me meal after meal. I gorge my body on cookies and pasta, fill my mouth with bites of steak and deliciously ripe pears.

Lucian boasts, "I had it all brought up just for you."

"Is that okay?" Alarm jolts me. "The pack is so weakened—"

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