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Indie looks even more panicked now. “You want babies?”

“Not now,” I tell her quickly, before shrugging my shoulders. “But eventually? Sure.”

Indie looks like she’s about to respond when Miles cuts her off. “Let's save this discussion for another day. You have the implant in at the moment, so it’s not a problem. Let Jake enjoy his claiming breeding kink for now, and we can discuss the rest when my arse isn’t stinging as much.”

Both Indie and I chuckle as Miles winces when he sits up straight, my cum trickling down his thighs. We each kiss a little, not to start anything, as we’re all spent. It’s more for the comfort of being all together.

After a while, exhaustion hits us all, and we agree to go to bed. As everyone crawls into my bed, with Indie in the middle, I breathe a sigh of contention at how my life is going at the moment.

If someone had told me a few months ago that I’d be the happiest I’ve ever been, in a relationship with an amazing man and a beautiful woman, very much sober from all ofmy addictions, I would have thought it was a drug induced hallucination.

I know we have a lot to face in the future, things we’re purposely putting off until we’re strong enough to deal with them, but knowing we’re going to face them as a threesome gives me more strength than I ever envisaged.

The only problem with getting everything you didn’t dare to dream about is that if it’s all taken away in the blink of an eye, I don’t think I’ll survive. I need Indie and Miles like I need air to breathe, and without them, I don’t know what I’d do.

Living in a state of domestic bliss with the boys has made it easy for me to try to forget the looming black cloud hanging over all of us—though not impossible. After being on the run for so long, the defensive way of living never truly leaves you, and it’s fucking impossible to forget about the ticking clock that’s edging closer.

As much as I want to pretend I’ve found my happily ever after with Jake and Miles, I’m very aware there’s still a monster chasing me. He hasn’t stopped just because I’m finally happy. If anything, this is the perfect time for him to strike, as I’ve let my guard down.

So when Miles informed me this morning that he’s going with Marcus and Jake to meet with Bree and the Doughty family, I’m a mess of emotions.

On one hand, this is what I put into motion when I came back to Blackthorn to find Miles. I knew he had the connections I needed to help me put an end to Gregg and The Count, and this is just the start of that process.

Yet, on the other hand, I’m fucking terrified. I’ve been running for so long, and now it’s time for me to stand up and fight, but I’m not sure I’m strong enough for that.

Miles takes hold of my hand, pulling me into his chest for a hug when he sees the panic in my eyes after telling me about the meeting. “It will be okay. I promise, as scary as Bree is, she will be on your side. She will listen to you.”

Before I can ask the multitude of questions whirling around my brain, Jacob cuts in, glaring at Miles. “You make it sound like she’s coming, and she’s absolutely fucking not. We’re not taking Indie to meet with one of the most dangerous families in the UK.”

“I want to come,” I tell him, hoping he can’t hear the way my voice trembles in a very indecisive way.

Miles gives me a reassuring smile while Jake glares at me, shaking his head rapidly. “No. No way. You can’t come with us.”

“It will be better for Bree to hear the story directly from Indie. We’ll be there to keep her safe,” Miles states firmly, but Jake just scowls at him, looking even more fuming.

“I don’t fucking care. She’s not coming!” Jake yells.

Marcus, who has been standing in the corner of the room in silence, watching the drama play out, speaks for the first time. “I think it would be a good idea for Indie to come, if she wants to. Bree will be much more willing to listen to her. She has a soft spot for people in her situation.”

I’m not sure I like him implying I’m a victim, but since he’s speaking on my behalf, I keep my mouth shut.

I wonder for a moment what Marcus must think of the strange set up in front of him. He obviously has no idea that we’re all in a relationship together, as it’s very much not allowed, given Miles’ position working for him, but the fact we’re all living together must be confusing for him.

Miles is hugging me, giving me the comfort I desperately need, while Jake argues for what he thinks is my best interest. Neither men are hiding how much they care about me, and I can only assume Marcus thinks we’re in the middle of a fucked up love triangle that will only end badly, but like the good friend he is, he keeps his mouth shut.

Jake looks over at Marcus, the betrayal more than evident on his face. “You think she should come?”

Marcus shrugs his shoulders. “Only if she wants to.”

“I do,” I reply quickly.

I mean, I don’t really, if I’m being honest, but I also don’t want people to have a meeting on my behalf and then only get told the abbreviated version when they return. My guys have a habit of trying to shield me from things, so the only way for me to know exactly what happens in this meeting is for me to be there.

Miles lets go of me and turns to Jake, his face the blank mask he wears whenever he’s in professional mode. Jake winces when he doesn’t see the care and love reflected back that he’s used to, but I’m sure he knows Miles is only protecting our secret like we asked him to.

“I know you care about Indie and want to keep her safe, but this is the best way,” Miles tells him.

Jake lets out a huff that turns into a long sigh, his rigid posture deflating. “Fine, let’s get this over with.”