Chapters (51)
- Dedication
- AUTHOR’S NOTE
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Epilogue
- To my readers
- PLAYLIST
- ABOUT THE AUTHOR
- ALSO BY DEVYN SINCLAIR
“If you want to. You can sleep wherever you want. But if you’re in the nest,” Rylan said, “I’ll be in there with you.”
None of them contradicted him. Especially since they would all likely do the same. I wasn’t going to argue. I’d always hated sleeping alone.
I pressed order on the food. “Okay. A literal mountain of Thai food is on the way.”
Ben crossed his arms and leaned on the kitchen island. “Happy?”
“Very. If I’m a part of this pack, I fully expect to pay for some things.”
Someone grumbled, but I couldn’t pinpoint who it was.
Avery stepped closer. “They put all the bags of lingerie in your bathroom. I’d like you to try it on.”
All the blood drained from my face. “Now?”
“Right now. I’ll talk to them about our conversation, and when you’re ready, you come down.”
Terror built in my chest—all the fear I didn’t know what to do with.
“Give us a chance to change that image in your head, baby girl. Please.”
I closed my eyes. It was a choice I had to make. I either trusted them enough to show them all of me, or I needed to walk away. Because I couldn’t be a part of a pack that wouldn’t accept every piece of me, and they didn’t want any walls between us. “Okay.”
He smiled. “Good girl. We’ll be in the living room.”
They didn’t start talking until I was halfway up the stairs, and I was glad I couldn’t hear what they were saying.
There were way too many bags in the bathroom. All filled with lacy fabric and crisp tissue paper sticking out of the top. I peeked into the main room, but it was a mess of boxes and unassembled furniture all clustered in the middle so the walls could still be accessed.
Okay. You can do this.
I splashed cool water on my face and took my hair out of my ponytail. Fast. I needed to do this fast or I would lose my nerve.
Digging through the bags, and doing my best not to spoil the surprise of the other things they bought, I finally found it. The tags on it were gone. Those sneaky bastards. I was sure all the tags were already gone so I couldn’t see the prices.
I undressed and tossed my clothes on the sink before lifting the dress and bringing it over my head.
The blue silk fell around me in a smooth, satiny wave. The pearls were cool on my skin and rolled into place smoothly. In the mirror, I blushed. It was so pretty. The softness on my bare skin and the way my hair fell around my face, I looked beautiful.