Chapter 294
37 – Finn
Greta guided me over to Ryker’s packhouse, where I was able to freshen up and change clothes. It still amazes me how fortunate I am to have access to all the essentials—clean clothes, supplies, everything right at my fingertips. Cindy, the petite kitchen omega with a heart of gold, packed us some meals to take along, and soon we were on the road.
“Uh… so how is this going to work?” I asked cautiously, breaking the silence. Physically, we had the whole mating thing sorted out. Greta had even allowed me to hold her hand for most of the drive, which was a small but significant comfort.
“What do you mean?” she replied, though her voice lacked conviction. I could tell she was wrestling with practical concerns, just like me.
“Well, now that we’re mated, there’s no way I’m sleeping apart from you. But my apartment? It’s tiny. It won’t fit you, me, and potentially up to four kids.” I watched her eyes widen in surprise. Maybe she hadn’t been considering the same logistics I was.
“What makes you think we’re going to have up to four kids with us?” Her voice cracked slightly, that husky tone making her sound even more adorable. I couldn’t help but smile at how nervous she was. Kids had never factored into her life plan before, and now I understood why. But we had this chance to help children who were lost and alone—and I refused to abandon them the way I had been left behind.
“I figure that until we figure out what happened to their pack, and we’re absolutely sure there’s no one else willing and able to take them in, it makes sense to keep them together. And since Trinity seems to have decided that we’re her people…”
“You…” Greta interrupted, a teasing laugh escaping her lips. “You’re her person. She must have been a daddy’s girl.” She chuckled at me.
“I think every girl should be a daddy’s girl. Weren’t you?” I teased, watching a fleeting smile cross her face so quickly I almost missed it. It was a subtle attempt to coax her into opening up about her past. Thanks to Ryker, I already knew some of the trauma she’d endured, but I wanted to hear the good parts too. She was silent for a moment, and I struggled to find a way to keep the conversation flowing. Then, she took a deep breath and turned to look at me.

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