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Moaning as Cooper fucks my throat, his knot filling my mouth, I whine as sweat begins to coat my skin. I want his cum, I need it, and I refuse to stop until I’m swallowing every drop.

My heat is riding me hard, my orgasms are crashing over me more than they ever have before, and when Riley knots me, I come so hard I pass out.

I’m being carried as my eyes open slightly again, and Cooper purrs for me.

“I’ve got you, baby. Sleep until we get home,” he says, shoving his alpha bark into his command.

The world falls away, and I decide this is the best fucking birthday ever.

Thirty-One

Cooper

Three years later

I have shit to do, but I find myself dragging my feet. Looking inside Nina’s nest, I smile as she swings in her giant chair with our four month old baby on her chest as she softly sings.

Juliette was a surprise, even though we did decide to try. Except, as soon as Nina went off birth control, her body went into a seven day heat. I’ve never come so much in my fucking life, and I was worried I’d never recover.

Of course, I’m just as dramatic as my omega, and I’m fine. The doctor said that her body is going to always have inconsistent and very intense heats due to the trauma she went through at Weeping Willow Institute.

That’s what I need to do tonight: destroy the institute and kill the alphas who hurt Nina. I need to protect my girls and any other omegas from this ever happening again.

“Are you leaving now?” Ethan asks softly behind me.

“Yeah,” I murmur. I’m sure the all blackclothing is a dead giveaway. “Juliette is going to wake up at three in the morning. Be ready to get up and change her diaper so she’ll fall back asleep. And?—”

“Dad, I promise we got this,” he says, squeezing my shoulder. “I think it helps that I’m not terrified that I’m going to drop her anymore.”

Snorting, I shake my head. Ethan was petrified of how tiny Juliette is. She has blonde curls like her mother, brilliant blue eyes, and none of us have any idea who the biological father is. It doesn’t matter to any of us, she’s simply ours.

Riley comes up behind us, his eyes glued to Nina and Juliette.

“If she asks where I am…”

“We’re going to tell her the truth,” Riley says thickly. “She can handle it.”

Nina looks up to see us, and her head tilts in question. Taking that as an invitation, I step inside of her nest to walk toward her.

“Hey, Princess,” I murmur, kissing her lips as she tips her head up to accept it. “I have to go out for a while. I won’t be back by the time you head to bed.”

“Okay,” she drawls. “I’ll bite. Where are you going?”

“Minneapolis,” I grunt, my fingers drifting over my daughter’s curls. God, they’re so soft.

“It’s snowing there,” she complains.

“I know, I’m pretty unhappy about that myself,” I admit.

“Does this have anything to do with Weeping Willow?” she asks.

I should have known that she’d ask. Nina is smart as fuck.

“Yes,” I say. “I told you I’d end that place, and I meant it. Don’t stay up too late, okay? I know you’re doing admin stuff for the newspaper tonight.”

“I am,” she says. “I can’t believe how well it’s doing.”

“I can,” I smirk. “You and Ethan together are a powerhouse. The newspaper is thriving. I bet Martin is kicking himself.”