No hesitance. “Okay. I mean, it might not be for a while. Depends on how he recovers and all, but yeah. I think Lexi would be down for that.”
My father’s lip tilted up at the corner. His lip twitched then stretched as he smiled. That smile pulled into a grin, and when he lifted his shaking hands, I realized he was sicker than I thought. Without warning, he roughly grabbed my cheeks and pulled me in. When he kissed my cheeks as hard as he did, wheezing out a laugh, something I’d never felt flowed through me, slowly. Languidly. It was liquid warmth in my veins.
It was a father’s love.
Something I’d never had before.
And as I fought the emotion I was feeling, I took one of my dad’s trembling hands and kissed his thick, aged knuckles as he continued to smile down at me like I was breathing life into him. With one hand in his and the other on his shoulder, I gently shook him and uttered, “Don’t up and die on me, okay?” My tone was as steady as I could make it. “We got shit to catch up on.”
That was when my brother stepped in with a sharp clap to my shoulder. “What’s going on? You two need to get a room or some shit?” Zep grinned down at me as I glared up at him. “You gonna miss us, asshole?”
With a solid frown, I shrugged his hand off me. “Fuck you, bitch.”
And as Zep laughed openly, he wrapped his arm around my neck, mock-choking me, and pressed a smacking kiss to my head. “It’s okay, fucker.” He dug his knuckles into my hair and rubbed hard enough to make me grit my teeth. Before he walked away to sit beside the growing amount of people surrounding my son, he uttered a straight up, “I’mma miss you too.”
My father smiled widely at the exchange, sighing out, “Like real brothers.” He nodded sadly. “You’ve made an old man very happy, my sons.”
It was nice, and part of me didn’t want it to be because I’d miss it too much.
We were a world away from them, my family, and I would miss them more than I wanted to admit. So I didn’t.
As Manda and Zep fought over a truck Molly and Tama had brought the little dude, A.J. laughed rowdily and I smiled. From my place at the table, I watched Julius, Nikki, and Dave sit outside with my woman. She was smiling. She was happy.
Everything was okay.
Everything was good.
So when Luka called, my stomach dropped because I knew what was coming.
We went not because he was my king and I was his ward.
We went because he was my friend and I owed him.
Hopefully, what I owed wouldn’t cost me much because, fuck me, I had nothing left to give.
***
Lexi As soon as we sat on the plush white sofa and Luka started to talk, I knew what was happening here.
“I need you,” was all he said, and it was aimed solely at Twitch.
Yes. My worst fears were confirmed. He wanted the holy trinity back in the fold.
I twisted to look at the man by my side and my nose bunched. “No.”
But Luka was persistent. “My kingdom is falling apart, and in the midst of it crumbling to pieces, I helped you.” The last statement was directed at the both of us, and he made sure I knew this, looking between us. “It might take us a while, but we can rebuild, Twitch. I just need a few good men.”
Again, “No.”
Luka glared at me. “Am I talking to you, woman?”
Oh, no, he did not.
He was going to understand me, so help me God.
“Do you see this ring?” I held up my left hand, and the gleaming diamond sparkled in the light. “This ring means his life isn’t his to bargain with anymore. It’s mine, Luka. And I say no.” My expression told him to fight me. I fucking dared him to try. “You may have a throne, Luka.” I stood a second before I sat back down on Twitch’s lap. “But this one’s mine, and I’ll be damned if anyone tries to take it from me.”
Twitch tried to cut in with, “Baby—”
But I stopped that shit with a firm, “If you don’t shut your mouth, I will shut it for you, Tony. I swear to God. Do not push me right now.”
A sigh at my back told me I was being a pain.
Luckily, I didn’t care.
A cold silence followed.
“She’s scary,” uttered Luka quietly.
“She’s solid,” countered a smug Twitch, squeezing my hip tenderly.
Yes, I was. But it was more than that. I had a fear in me that never left me. That fear had driven me to do things I never thought myself capable of. That fear was slowly ebbing out of me, but that fear would never be gone completely with Twitch working in a way I never knew if he was coming home.
I couldn’t live like that.
I deserved better.
We deserved better.
“Six years,” I whispered. “Six years I spent without him.” He couldn’t possibly understand the hell I had gone through in that time. “My son has missed out on so much. I just got him back, Luka. I can’t lose him again. I’m sorry. I’d risk myself before I ever gambled with his life because that bullet hole...” My sigh came out tired, but I fired up again almost immediately. “That goddamn scar at his neck tells me he’s stupid enough to believe he’s invincible. And we all know that’s not true.”
At that, Twitch sounded offended. “You wanna ease up, angel?”
No, I did not.
I spun on his lap to face him, took a deep breath, and spoke carefully, “Do you know that when wolves mate, the female will act afraid just to place herself under him. She acts frightened, Twitch, but she does what she does to protect his throat, his weak spot.” His face softened on me. “You call me a queen, honey, but what kind of queen would I be if I didn’t protect my king?”
Twitch looked at me and blinked, completely resigned. Lifting his hand, he cupped my cheek tenderly, running his thumb along my jaw. And the action told me all I needed to know.
He was with me.
What decisions were made from now on, we made for us. For our pack.
“That’s disgusting,” stated Luka, and when we both turned to face him, he looked kind of ill. “You guys are fucking disgusting, you know that? Also—” He leveled a glare on Twitch. “—where the fuck do I find one like her?”
I felt my king’s body shudder under mine in silent laughter. But I kept my eyes on Luka.
Fate had brought us together time and time again, but I wouldn’t take that for granted. Tomorrow wasn’t promised to us. So I fought to keep us safely together.
“He’s mine, Luka. Mine and mine alone.” My voice trembled, and I hated how weak I felt then. The words came out slow. “You can’t have him.”
Luka watched me closely, and the newfound king’s eyes darted over to the fallen royal behind me. A long moment passed before he rolled his eyes and uttered, “You know what?” Luka uttered before slapping his hands down onto his thighs, and then pinned me with a lighthearted stare. “I don’t even want him.”
Oh, shit.
And I could breathe again. “Oh, good.”
Could they see the way my heart was beating out of my chest?
I hoped not.
“Well...” As I stood, I licked my lips and feigned my composure. “As nice as this has been, Luka, we need to get home to our son.”
Twitch took my trembling hand in his and squeezed it in a silent show of support, and when Luka glared down at our entwined hands, he stood with a long sigh. “Whatever.” His lips pulled down. “Take that sappy shit out of my house, a’ight?” He pointed toward the front door. “Bounce.”
But I smiled. Because I had come to know Luka. And when I released Twitch’s hand and made the short walk over to him, he allowed me to take his face in my hands, pull him down, and plant a long, hard kiss to his cheek. When he finally moved back and I opened my mouth to speak, I couldn’t get out what I needed to say.
Thank you.
Luka must have sensed this. I know he did because when I struggled to speak, he blinked down at me hesitantly and muttered a soft, “It’s okay. We’re good.”
I blinked away the tears that seemed to assault me on the daily, the feeling of overwhelming emotion that hadn’t left me, and nodded through the lump in my throat as I took a step back directly into the arms of a man who literally fought death to be with me in life.