by Morgan Fox
The ceremony had been all but a blur, and before she knew it, she was married to her mates, Ryder and Brody. Her life was finally complete, and her heart so full of love she thought it might burst. Her eyes watered. Damn it, she hated when that happened.
Ryder pulled her into his arms and kissed her lips tenderly. “Would you like to dance with your new husband?” he asked, his deep voice dipping into her ear, sending tingles up her spine.
Bianca grinned. “I’d love to dance with my husband,” she said and then shifted her gaze as if looking for someone. “Let me see if Brody’s available.”
Ryder’s eyes swelled. “You little minx.” He growled, hauling her off her feet and moving into the center of the dance floor. She giggled the entire time. “You think you’re funny, don’t you?”
She shook her head, her expression softening as he lowered her back to the floor. “I think I’m in love with an amazing man,” she replied, pushing to her tiptoes to kiss him again. “And I think I’m the luckiest woman in the world.”
Ryder sighed. “I’m glad you’re happy, mate. I only ever want to see you like this.” He brushed his knuckles over her cheek.
“Then if you want her happy”—Brody’s voice came up from behind her—“then you’ll let her dance with her husband.” Brody grabbed her hand off Ryder’s shoulder and spun her into his arms. “I’ve waited all night to hold you like this.”
Ryder growled. “Maybe we should take this outside,” he muttered.
Brody grinned. “He’s so touchy.”
Bianca couldn’t stop the laughter that rolled up from her belly. “You two really need to learn how to get along.” She scoffed. “I mean really, how will you continue to lead our pack, if you can’t even manage one little wife?”
Both men smiled.
“I think we can manage just fine,” Ryder said, flipping her hair back from her shoulder to kiss her neck.
“I agree,” Brody mumbled, his lips pressed against hers.
Bianca sighed, her body growing weak in the arms of her lovers.
The music around them softened as they escorted her outside, taking in the fresh air. Suddenly, she heard a sweet little giggle and glanced down to see Kayla smiling at her. She waved up at Bianca and then dashed away, leaping into Sebastian’s arms. He spun her around like an airplane, and as he lowered her, Brie and Jonah stepped closer to join them. In the near distance, Zane and Tiffany sat on a bench swing. Tiffany’s legs were draped over his, snuggling like the newly married lovers they were. Bianca couldn’t help but care for Tiffany in an instant. The love Ryder had for Tiffany was so powerful it was as if his feelings were her own.
Bianca couldn’t help but laugh as she saw a very miserable Megan being chaperoned by Dominic and Reyes, two very nervous lycans. They were practically trying to carry her, but she wouldn’t have anything to do with it.
Bianca’s gaze found Ryken, Tabitha, and Luken, whispering and giggling to one another as they walked hand and hand on the trail that led into the trees. Bianca didn’t have to be psychic to know what the young lovers had planned to do.
As Bianca studied all the faces around her, she had finally found the family she thought she’d never have. Holding Ryder and Brody’s hands, feeling their lover for her had given her a chance to live again. She knew now that nothing would ever be the same. It would be better.
“Thank you,” she said, wrapping her arms around her mates. “Thank you for showing me that a future can be so much better than the past.”
Ryder and Brody took turns kissing her, and before she knew what they were doing, she was led to their honeymoon suite. Ryder carried her into the room, while Brody began removing her clothing at warp speed.
Falling onto the bed with her lovers, she knew there would never be a time where she would be alone. Her heart and soul were finally whole, and her life was just as it should be. Complete and filled with all the people who loved her and whom she loved in return.
THE END
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Morgan Fox currently resides in Texas and has been writing 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 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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