Page 159 of Toxic Revenge: Part Two

“The Alfieri Estate is beautiful, but it’s not ours. I want a home that we create together, just for us.”

“Don’t act like this was all your idea.” Conrad’s voice came from behind us.

I spun around to find him leaning against the town car across the street. James was in the driver’s seat, and West slammed his door to stalk across the road.

“This would have been more romantic if you'd waited for us to say it as a group,” West grumbled.

Mercer snorted. “You’re late.”

“No, we aren’t.”

Conrad waited for a car to pass, then jogged over to us too. “We’re not late,” he confirmed.

“Fine, I might have been a little impatient,” Mercer conceded. “But it was a group effort. We want to buy a house and move you into it with us. Maybe this one.”

My mates huddled around me, each one explaining the part they’d played in setting up this surprise, like it really was a competition. I smiled to myself as I listened.

They cared about me more than I could have dreamed of—the bond laid it all bare. They might have been my second-chance scent matches, but they were always meant to be my forever.

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