“We’ll have to go to New York first, get my things, and you’ll have to meet my family before we go to New Hampshire.”
Forrest just sleeps through all of mine and Wells’ planning of our future, but I know he’ll agree with everything. The mention of my family has Wells looking a little nervous, but he nods.
I feel at ease, and I just want Wells so fucking bad. We’re planning a future together, something I’ve never done with anyone else. I didn’t know it could be an aphrodisiac, but I need my Beta.
He must feel the same way as he grabs my thigh and tosses it over his own. I’m glad that we’re both blessedly naked as he slides inside me.
Our faces are close together as we kiss and he slowly thrusts in and out of me. It’s not the frenzied lust filled need like earlier. This is something far more delicate, and the intimacy assures me just as much as his words do.
He’s mine and so is Forrest.
Chapter 22
Elliot
My shits packed,I downloaded my boarding pass on my phone. In a little over four hours, I could be back on an island that I’m far more familiar with.
One that no longer houses Claire Sørenson.
I won’t be on this floating city full of nearly feral Alphas and Omegas longing for a pack.
Life would go back to normal, as normal as it could be with me no longer able to pine after Claire.
But I don’t leave my room. I stare at my suitcase and picture a life without Claire. Our families are so intertwined that she wouldn’t disappear from my life, but she would have a pack. I’d continue to be an observer of her life and constantly wonderwhat if?
With a thick swallow, I call the one person who can help me make this decision.
He answers on the first ring.
“Son? Is everything okay?” my dad asks.
His voice is deep and firm, and I can’t help but to smile. He was a good fucking dad, the best. There isn’t an Alpha I respect more than my father. I’ve followed in his steps in every way Icould, continuing the family business with my cousin and just trying to be the man he taught me to be.
“Elliot?” he says my name, shaking me out of my thoughts.
“I’m on a heat cruise,” I say, and there’s a long pause down the line.
He’s also the one who taught me to think before you speak. Too bad I didn’t remember that when I first saw Claire on this godforsaken ship, but since that moment, I’ve chosen my words wisely.
“Yes, I know.”
I groan. “Who told you?”
“Jonah told his mother, who then told your mother who told me,” he tells me honestly and I sigh.
It’s a reminder of how intertwined our families are, and how complicated I could make everything no matter what I choose.
I am shocked, however, that Jonah didn’t reach out to me once he found out I was on the ship with his sister.
“You know, if your mother had fallen for someone else, truly fallen, I’d have followed her anywhere,” my dad states, and I’m taken aback.
Their relationship is an anomaly. They aren’t a pack, just a single Alpha and Omega couple. Maybe it’s because I admire him so much I always considered the same for myself.
“The possessive asshole gene is hereditary, it seems.” My dad laughs, not waiting for me to respond. “I wouldn’t change anything about my life. Your mother has and will always be the best piece of me. But it hasn’t been easy.”
“What do you mean?”
“Her heats, making sure she’s always taken care of, taking care of you guys. Like I said, I never wanted a pack, but I can see how a pack can make life easier.”