Page 35 of Knot a Bad Idea

I think Donovan doesn’t want a relationship with me, but you and Hunter do. How will that work?

Hey, want to just keep having threesomes until Donovan gets his act together?

No. None of that would make any sense to say.

“Babe, are you okay?” Hunter’s voice sounds behind me, his rich, spicy scent filling the air.

I snap out of it.

“Of course.” I move out of Liam’s hold, who looks at me warily. “I’m just worried about tonight.”

I turn to Hunter, who scoffs. “Baby, you’ll be fine. Worried about what?” He takes a step forward and wraps his arms around my waist, then brings his lips to my ear. “Worried I can’t keep my mouth to myself?” he whispers, quiet enough for only me to hear.

I ignore the way my cunt throbs at his words. He grips me tightly, and tingles race up my spine.

“You have nothing to worry about,” Liam assures me. “You’re always perfect to us.”

But who isus?

Does that include Donovan?

If it doesn’t, then this is still temporary.

I wouldn’t ask them to split the pack for me.

Even if I wanted to…I would never destroy the foundation of Pack Axton like that.

“Hey.” Hunter gently nudges my chin to get me to look at him. His golden brown eyes search mine as he frowns. “What aren’t you telling us?”

My face must be giving me away.

I’vealwayshad a good poker face when it comes to my emotions.

Skylar’s the open book, not me.

Yet somehow, these Alphas see right through me.

But I can’t tell them about my worries when it comes to Donovan.

I don’t want to cause any more tension than I have already between the three of them.

You’re not worth it, the anxious voice inside of me says.

“Nothing,” I lie, softening my gaze as I look at Hunter. “Like I said, just nerves. I’m still not used to these events.”

He nods. “You’ll do amazing. You always do, babe.”

And when he pulls me into a hug, his purr calming my nerves, I allow myself to believe him.

My dress is breathtaking.

I send a pic to both Devyn and Skylar in our newly formed group chat—and both of them lose their minds.

It’s a strapless black velvet cocktail dress that ends at my calves and hugs my body like a second skin.

I feel incredible in it—and it’s hard to stay insecure as I study my reflection in the mirror.

Pack Axton has been doing wonders for me.