Page 135 of Knot a Highland Romance
“So now is probably not the time to give you one last gift, huh?” Lain says, and I’m now laughing and crying at the same time.
“Might as well,” I say.
I’m surrounded by such thoughtful people that sometimes it’s overwhelming, however when Lain brings out the gift, all my tears dry up and I just lose myself in laughter.
“I thought that maybe it would be a good idea for next time,” he says handing over a basket of hair products, there’s a silk bonnet, a wet brush, a massive bottle of conditioner along with all the hair products a girl could ever dream of. “I also watched a lot of YouTube videos and I think I can do it next time.”
I grab his chin and he leans down for a kiss before he plops back down on the couch with me. The fire crackles in the living room, and Fergus lies belly to the air, soaking up the heat of the fire as I cuddle around my pack, soaking up their scents and affection.
“Thank you,” I whisper into his neck.
“You’re welcome.”
Never in a million years did I think I’d long for a life like this, but it’s clear I wasn’t thinking big enough. My scent matches, the magic of the Highlands, and all the people here have given me a purpose I never could have dreamed of.
This trip was supposed to be about reconnecting with my sister and grieving our mom, but we got so much more instead. My mom is with me on some cosmic level every day, and Birdie and I are closer than we were, even when we were kids. But finding my scent matches, opening my heart, and actually letting myself live is the best gift my mom ever gave me by sending us here.
I’ll never know for sure if my mom knew what would happen when she made her final wish, but it’s made me believe in fate. Because having my Alphas wrapped around me makes me feel safe in a way I never thought possible.
I’m no longer an island, just trying to stay afloat. I’m part of something bigger.
“Oh. I got you all something else too,” I say, my palms sweating as I regretfully remove myself from the cuddle pile and stand up.
“What is it?” Greer asks, his brows pinching.
He must already have an idea of what I’m about to say. I’ve held it together well all day today, but my deodorizers are fading. I just had to get through Christmas and now that it’s done, I can finally let myself go, because I know my Alphas will always catch me.
“It looks like we’re going to be celebrating the rest of Christmas in my nest,” I say, doing my very best to press my thighs together.
All at once, all the Alphas’ heads tilt to the side, like my scent is hitting them for the first time today.
“Thank goodness I got the hair stuff,” Lain says.
“I’ll call Ginny and get Fergus squared away,” Callum says, so much more self-assured this time in heat.
Greer grins at me and winks. “Run to your nest, sweet girl. I’ll give you a head start.”
I yelp, running to the nest with a smile on my face, because there isn’t any pain, just endless desire for my pack. There’s no worrying about if I’ll be taken care of or what anyone should or shouldn’t do in heat. For the first time in my life, I can truly let go during my heat without a single worry, because my pack has me.
The magic of the Highlands is an all-consuming thing and I feel it in this house, along with all the love we have for one another.
As my feet pound against the stairs, I grin and think that this trip was the best thing that ever happened to me.
The End
