Page 102 of Alpha's Good Girl

“I missed you,” he murmured.

“I’m making breakfast,” I corrected, then kissed him.

“I was going to do that. You beat me to it.”

“Sucks to suck,” I teased as I pulled away. He smiled at Dahlia.

“Good morning, Dahl.” It sounded like doll. His mini-me laughed. Then Uriel showed her how to roll a pancake and take a bite. When the pancakes were ready, Dane set the table and Kade gave us coffees, Dahlia got orange juice. Dane pulled me into his lap at the head of the table.

The bad guys were gone and we were together. We were a family and for the first time, I wasn’t waiting for the other shoe to drop.

I looked around the table—at the men who were stuck with me and the little girl I was excited to get to know.

“So,” Kade said, grinning through a mouthful of whipped cream. “What are we doing today?”

Dane looked at Dahlia, then me, his eyes softening.

“Today? We’re staying home.” He squeezed my hand, his thumb rubbing circles into my skin. My eyes blurred, but I laughed.Happy tears.Home wasn’t just this house anymore. It was these three Alphas who’d marked me and the child we’d protect no matter what.

“Yes,” Kade hissed.

“Old cartoons and junk food!” Uriel cheered. Dahlia’s eyes widened with excitement.

“What’s our pack name?” I asked, realizing I didn’t know Dane’s full name.

Kade choked on a strawberry and Uriel looked at him like he wanted to give him something to choke on.

“It’s fitting. Go on tell her,” Kade rasped as he sipped his coffee.

I turned in Dane’s lap and wrapped my arms around his neck. “Well?”

His cheeks were pink and he ran his tongue along his bottom lip. “My last name’s Heathen.”

The room went silent, and then it was filled with laughter.

“You were right, Kade,” I said when I caught my breath.

Dane’s lips moved against my ear. “We’re Pack Heathen, Babygirl.”