Page 107 of Ready or Not
Kate rolls her eyes, looking at Vale. “One day, you’ll see the crazy. It’s impossible to miss.”
“Come now, Fallon,” Ranger says, shaking out a piece of paper. “You’re officially married. That attitude is not the way to start your honeymoon.”
My jaw falls as Vale trips over my feet.
“What did you just say?” Kate hisses.
“Tell me you didn’t,” Hargrove growls, looking like he might take a swing at Ranger.
Merryweather comes closer with his head tilted. “We told you we weren’t interested. So, what? You tricked the three of us into signing?”
Kate looks between Hargrove and Merryweather with a look of pure betrayal on her face. “You knew he might try to pull something like this?”
Hargrove yanks her to his chest. “We thought we shut it down. Also, pack marriage requires three members, outside the omega.”
“Yes, luckily Ramirez owed me a favor.” Ranger folds the paper. This time, he shoves it into the inside pocket on his coat. “The Andrettis have failed to make another move. I’m bored. Let’s see what happens when they read your wedding announcement in the paper.”
Kate chokes, shaking her head. “I’m going to kill you. You’ll never be able to file that license, because you’ll be dead.”
“You said you care deeply for Hargrove and Merryweather. What better way to show that than getting married?” Ranger chuckles. “This is guaranteed to force the Andrettis into action. I’m going to kill them and get you, my little sister, and all the other omegas they’ve hurt the revenge you deserve.”
“Okay,” Vale says, rolling her lips together. Her eyes are huge. “I think I saw the crazy.”
This wraps up the main epilogue, but I get more requests for extra-long happy endings than anything else. If you’re content with how the story stands, then you can be done here. If you’d like to live in the happily ever after for a little longer, then snuggle in and enjoy the fluffy comfort.
Epilogue
Cooper
Vale skips down the hallway with her hair bouncing behind her. We’ve all spent a decent amount of time the last week or two ensuring that she’d be ready for tonight. Oh yeah, our sweet little omega has been pampered with plenty of finger and tongue action, but if I’m not mistaken, tonight is the night we finally work up to sliding inside her again.
Holt and Bishop are with Aurora, getting her settled in her room. I doubt she’ll stay there all night. She generally sleeps with us in the pack bedroom, but we have a marriage to consummate.
Vale’s six-week checkup went perfectly, and she got a birth control shot that Pat swore is the most effective for omegas. Not that Aurora isn’t a perfect surprise, but Vale needs plenty of time to recuperate and allow her body to fully heal.
Mercy growls, slamming into my shoulder as he chases Vale into the nest. The little omega squeals with delight.
“It’s technically my wedding day. You three have been married for a while,” I growl, taking off after him. “That means I get to slip inside her first.”
I loosen my tie with one hand and try to unbutton my dress shirt with the other.
That was fast.
Mercy hovers over Vale on the end of the nest mattress. She’s only in her bra and panties, and it spurs me on. Perhaps I’m more of a caveman than I’d like to admit. I rip off the bow tie and chuck it aside before ripping out of my dress shirt. The buttons go flying, and I’m able to shrug it off without difficulty, since I already had the sleeves rolled up.
Vale moans, writhing under Mercy. My hands fall to my belt, then to unbutton and unzip my suit pants. He can get her ready all he likes, but I didn’t spend the last thirty minutes of the reception teasing her for him to be the one to sneak in at the last minute.
Fine, I most definitely got myself equally worked up while teasing her clit under the table.
Dammit.
Why did I want to be part of a pack?
Vale’s arousal hits my nostrils, and my mouth waters.
Oh yeah.
Because I wanted that delectable little omega.