by Morgan Fox
“Oh, come on now. Sebastian’s been all covert around here the last several days, and I know it has to do with the three of you. He won’t tell me anything. He’s worse than the government about getting the real facts out.”
Megan frowned. She wasn’t used to having female friends. Most of the people in her profession were men, but Brie had a charming way of making her want to share her joyous news. “I’m sort of dating Dominic and Reyes.”
She clapped her hands together. “I knew it!” she blurted out. “I just knew there was something going on between you and Dominic all this time, but Reyes, that was something new altogether.”
Megan sighed. “Yes, well, I didn’t see it coming, that’s for sure.”
“Are you happy?” Tabitha asked. “I know it can be overwhelming at first, confusing most of the time, but it’s so worth it.” She smiled brightly. “I’d be totally lost without Ryken and Luken. I can’t imagine a world without them in it.”
Her heart suddenly expanded in her chest. She understood exactly what Tabitha was saying, and she couldn’t have agreed more. “Yes, I’m very happy.”
Brie’s eyes watered. Sniffling, she said, “Oh, look at me, this pregnancy has turned me into an emotional derelict.” She wiped the tears from her eyes. “I’m so excited for you, Megan. You deserve to be happy, and those boys are the perfect pair to see that you are.”
* * * *
Reyes felt his father’s presence before he ever saw him. Cringing, he moved into the room and closed the door behind him, tiptoeing into Sebastian’s office like he was expecting a serpent to come hissing and striking out at him at any moment.
Sebastian rounded his desk and sat down as if unaffected by their unannounced guest. “Reyes, I’m sure you’re aware that your father was just here.”
His brow furrowed. “He’s not here now?”
Sebastian pressed his lips into a tight line. “Actually, he is, but he in the adjoining room. I’ve asked him to wait while I discussed matters with you and Dominic.”
“What matters?” Dominic asked.
Sebastian folded his arms on his desk. “The matters that concern a beautiful little redhead, a house not too far from here, and Reyes’s position with the guard.”
Reyes’s gut knotted. “If I settle down with Megan, will I be stripped of my duties?”
Sebastian’s eyes narrowed. “Would that change how you feel about her?”
“Absolutely not,” he said adamantly and without a moment’s hesitation.
“Good, then we don’t have to worry about that,” Sebastian said, reaching for a stack of papers with yellow sticky notes wedged between pages. “This is the finalized paperwork for the property I’ve sold you and the last of the invoices for the interior designer and construction. Have you had a chance to ask Megan if she wants to be included on the deed?”
“I thought we could ask her later,” Dominic said.
Sebastian nodded. “Right, and that also brings up my next matter of discussion.” He reached into his desk and pulled out two different black velvet boxes, handing one to Dominic and the other to Reyes. “As you’ve each requested. I know things can get a little busy with your line of work, but perhaps next time you could have your own assistants handle this.”
“Why would we do that?” Dominic scoffed. “Tiffany’s the best assistant in the world and has exquisite taste. Plus, she has a certain level of discretion that we appreciate.”
Sebastian scowled at his second-in-command.
“What about my father?” Reyes chimed in, unable to forget about the man lying in wait in the other room.
“Reyes, I think you should know that your father would like to speak with you in private. He has something he’d like to share with you.”
He shook his head fervently. “No, I don’t want to speak to him. Sebastian, you shouldn’t have interfered. You of all people know he’s been an ungrateful bastard all these years, driving me harder and never once caring what I want. You weren’t there when he said horrible things to Megan. You would’ve kicked his ass clear to China if you had been.”
Sebastian’s face appeared strained. “I’m sure I would’ve, but it doesn’t change the fact that I asked him to come here.”
“You asked him?” Dominic inquired with an alarming sense of surprise in his voice. “He better be in that room, Sebastian. If he steps even in the same air space as Megan, I’ll kill him myself.” The deep, husky growl had pure unadulterated hatred laced within it. “I was with her after we left Reyes’s house. I was the one who watched her tears fall, comforted her as she sobbed in my arms. I won’t put her through something like that again.”
“Relax, the both of you. Nolan is not here for trouble, and he’s certainly not going to harm Megan.”
“How can you be sure?” Reyes said. “He can talk his way out of a shithole. What makes you think he can’t do the same with you?”
“Why don’t we just ask him?” Sebastian pushed a button up under his desk, and the door to his right slid open. “Mr. Rodale, please join us. Your son and Dominic are very interested in hearing what you have to say.”
* * * *
After a long while apart, Dominic and Reyes now knelt in front of Megan, and her eyes swelled. “What are you doing?” she asked, her gaze shifting from one resplendent face to the other, her heart galloping in her throat.
Dominic and Reyes both handed her the black velvet boxes, no larger than what a pendant or earrings might be presented in. She slowly took them both from their hands, setting one in her lap while she opened the other. Her eyes rounded.
She gasped. “You bought me a ring?”
“Not a ring, but two,” Reyes corrected her, opening the second box.
Her brows drew tight at the bridge of her nose. “Why two rings?”
Dominic held her hand. “We both want you, Megan, and we are willing to share you, but only if you are willing to have us both equally and that does require wearing a ring from each of us.”
Reyes gently took her left hand and slid the ring onto her engagement finger. “This ring symbolizes the union the three of us are making for each other. The stones are unique to us. I love traditional diamonds, and Dominic prefers black onyx, but for you, we chose pink diamonds.” The ring alternated the stones with black onyx separating the soft pink and sparkly crystal clear diamonds. The soft platinum ring had her heart jumping to a brisk pace in her chest.
Reyes then released her hand as Dominic took possession, sliding the other ring onto the same finger. “This one is the stone that says you are no longer available for any other man’s pleasure but ours.” He grinned like the devil, and she couldn’t take her eyes off of him until the twinkle of the three-carat diamond beckoned her eyes like the flash of light from a lighthouse on a stormy night.
“You don’t have to answer us now, Megan, but please say you’ll marry us. I don’t care if it’s tomorrow or ten years from now as long as I know you’ll be mine.”
“Ours,” Reyes corrected immediately.
“Ours,” Dominic repeated, glancing at his friend with a knowing smile.
Nibbling her bottom lip, she couldn’t believe how much her heart swelled with love and joy. Staring at these two men looking at her so adoringly seemed like a dream and knowing they wanted her, and only her, made her body tingle with alluring ravishment. “How could I refuse?” She hugged Dominic, kissing him, her arms holding him for a long moment before releasing him to snatch up Reyes and repeat the action. “Now, gentlemen, I believe we have a McCarthy wedding to attend,” she said, gazing from one powerful man to the other. “Then maybe we can discuss what type of flowers we should have at our wedding?”
“Y–you mean it?” Dominic stammered. “Really mean it?”
Smiling, she said, “Of course I do. I’ve waited my entire life to find love, and now that I have it, I’d be a fool to let you both go now. Maybe we’re a little unconventional, but I think that’s what makes us work so well.”
R
eyes collected her into his arms, hugging her and twirling her around. “I love you, Dr. Megan Shaw, and nothing will ever change that.” She kissed him hard, and when he released her, her blood ran cold.
“Oh, God, not again,” Megan said, cringing as she stared at Nolan Rodale. “Sebastian, why is he here?” Please tell me he’s just passing by and leaving—like now.
Sebastian held out his hand in a calming gesture. “Nolan just came by to give you his regards and best wishes, my dear.”
She didn’t believe him, not for one second.
Sebastian turned to face Nolan, whose face was as pale as snow. “Nolan, I’ll leave the four of you alone.”
“If you dare speak to me the way you did before, I’ll claw your eyes out. You should be ashamed of yourself for the way you behaved.”
“My dear, you are absolutely right.”
Her brow furrowed. “I am?”
“I owe you my most sincere apology, Ms. Shaw. I never should have said those horrendous things to you, and I never should’ve—” Nolan’s eyes watered, and his throat rolled as he swallowed. “I never should’ve treated my son so poorly over the years. I also should’ve realized long ago that he had his own life to live, and he didn’t need my interference.”
“Sir, if I may, I don’t think that Reyes doesn’t need you. It’s more like he needed your support and only received your ridicule.”
“Again, you’re right.” He frowned. “I spent my entire life doing what was expected of me, following in my father’s footsteps as my father had done with his father. I never questioned anything they were telling me. I accepted it because I wasn’t strong enough to do otherwise. My sweet Megan, I lost the love of my life because I wasn’t strong enough to fight for her. I allowed my father to take her from me. She gave birth to Reyes in a place I was not privileged to be. I’ve never seen her again after that. I was told she died during childbirth.” He glanced down, wiping away his fallen tears. “I allowed my anger over my own weakness to drive a wedge between me and my son, and that was a terrible thing for me to do.”
Megan squeezed Reyes’s hand, and as if they were one, Dominic squeezed hers.
“I want you to know something, young lady. I do know who you are, and I am well aware that you are a leading physician and a great asset to the lycan community. It makes me proud to know my son’s mate is such a marvelous and caring person, and I couldn’t be more excited to welcome you to the family.”
He extended his arms, and with a little encouragement from Reyes, she stepped into his hug. “Thank you, Megan,” he whispered in her ear.
“For what, Mr. Rodale?”
“For loving my son and making him as happy as I’ve ever seen him.”
Megan smiled and returned to her mates.
“Thank you, Father,” Reyes said, extending his hand, but his father merely grabbed it and tugged his son into his embrace.
“I’m sorry I ever allowed my own impuissance to be reflected on you. I’m proud of you, son. You stood up to me, and a father couldn’t have been more proud of the man you’ve become. You fought for what you wanted and believed in. I’m sure your mother is looking down on us smiling.”
“I’m sure she is,” Reyes said, reaching to take hold of Megan’s hand again. “I know she’d love my mate as much as I do.” He kissed her hand, and she could see both the sadness in his eyes of never knowing a mother’s love and the joy of loving his mate.
Megan’s eyes watered. The room suddenly swelled with people. Ryken, Tabitha, and Luken drifted in arm in arm while Sebastian was greeted by his soon-to-be wife and Jonah. Everyone looked so happy.
“I believe we have an engagement to celebrate,” Sebastian announced, raising a glass of champagne.
Cheers boomed around the room, with people hugging and offering warm wishes. Instantly, serving trays were everywhere. Waiters brought in drinks and food as if they had been waiting on standby for the perfect moment to enter. Megan cast a suspicious glance over at Brie, who simply smiled and winked. For a woman who was expecting, she sure was a busybody.
Jonah crossed the room, his face blank. He stood directly in front of Dominic and Megan. A second later, he was beaming. He slapped Dominic on the shoulder. “It’s about damn time you got your head out of your ass.”
He glanced over at her, and her cheeks warmed. “Better late than never,” Dominic muttered.
Jonah chuckled. “You got that right. Now that you’ve got her, you better treat her like a queen.”
His shoulders back, he told Jonah, “I have every intention to do just that.”
Jonah nodded and stepped back to stand with his mate, Brie.
There wasn’t a lot that needed to be said where Jonah was concerned. He was her past, and Dominic and Reyes were her present and future. That’s truly all that mattered.
Both Dominic and Reyes held her hands once more, their bodies touching at every location possible. The three of them were a packaged deal, and best of all, they’d received blessings from Reyes’s father, something that didn’t seem possible. Maybe things could work for them. Maybe she had found her happily ever after, and maybe she was just going to have to love these two men so much that nothing else mattered.
Turning to face her mates, she gave them a crooked grin. “I don’t think I’ve said it just yet, but…I love you. Both of you. And I’d be delighted to be your wife.” Dominic and Reyes bumped heads trying to kiss her first. She giggled. “I guess we might have to work on the order in which you are to love me.”
“Not going to happen,” Dominic said, bending down to pick her up and tossing her over his shoulder. “The old man can’t keep up with me.” Dominic charged from the room and out the front door. Where exactly he was taking her she had no idea.
“Old man,” Reyes shouted, charging after him. “I’ll show you old man.”
She giggled as Dominic carried her away, watching the other love of her life race after them. She couldn’t help but feel like a kid again. A kid who just happened to be promised to two of the most alluring and ravishing men she’d ever known.
“The first one who gets me back to the house gets to make love to me,” she shouted playfully.
A set of thunderous growls rippled around her. Her mates were furious and in need of mating. They wanted her, only her, forever. She could totally handle that.
* * * *
Lilly hid downwind, clinging to a tree from the tallest point she could find. Kneeling on a sturdy branch, she stared down at the quaint little cabin owned by Sebastian McCarthy, the man she had sworn revenge against for the murder of her lover. All it would take was a small army of her perfect little soldiers, vampire and lycan hybrids, to rain hell down upon those lingering inside.
Her nails dug deeply into the bark of the tree as she listened to the joy-filled laughter pouring out of the windows. Soon, there would be no sounds emitting from the cabin, nothing but the sounds of death and decay. When the time was right, she would take her revenge upon McCarthy and his pack, starting with his pregnant bride.
Smiling, she couldn’t help but feel a sudden pleasure rising in her blood. The time for nefarious action was fast approaching.
THE END
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Morgan Fox currently resides in Texas, and has been writing paranormal romance for as long as she can remember. As a teenager, she wrote dozens of short stories about love, loss, danger, and of course the seductive paranormal bad boy.
A graduate from the University of Texas at Dallas, she was raised in Florida, but navigated to Texas as quickly as she could. Most days, you can find Morgan on her computer diving headlong into her fierce imagination where anything can happen.
When not writing, or thinking about writing, she enjoys cycling with her husband and reading all kinds of romance novels. Finding time for all things she loves can be challenging, but with a supportive husband all things are possible.
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