Page 57 of Blizzards and Brews
If she was off to chat it wouldn’t be quick. I closed my eyes and settled back, the buzz of relaxation and champagne were lulling me into a peaceful trance.
Of course, the guys were soon infiltrating my mind. Along with that thought came the letters still tucked in my bag.
How had I forgotten them for so long?!
The four envelopes all had my name in different scripts. I could pick out each one easily, knowing Spencer’s by process of elimination.
I started with Ollie, knowing that even if I suspected Dustin had suggested this whole thing, that he was the one to make it happen. It was four pages long, outlining all the ways he knew I was his.
I’ve spent most of my life wanting you, and now that I have your bite, I’ll spend the rest of my life loving you with everything in me.
God, Ollie had a way with words. My heart melted at his sweet words, line after line telling me how amazing I was.
It was almost too much to face, my face flaming as I absorbed all of his heartfelt words.
As I finished reading, I let out a breath, my eyes stinging with tears I wasn’t letting fall. I had to get through three more.
Spencer was next. His handwriting was precise and clean, unlike Ollie’s chaos. I smiled as I read his words, loving that it was full of his humor.
I never expected to run into my future that night at the brewery. Yet there you were, this fiery beta who didn’t take anyone’s shit. I was hooked fromthe first sarcastic comment and didn’t look back. That and you have an amazing ass.
That one night stand started innocently enough for me, too. But he had no real idea just how much he’d brought this pack together. The alpha was basically a battering ram to my heart, the catalyst for so much long-needed change.
Spencer was charismatic and extremely playful, so different from the others, and I loved him for it.
I moved on to Dustin’s letter. The familiar small handwriting had me smiling. Dustin described our first Holloway and how often he thought about those days.
There’s no better feeling than letting go. Except when I’m letting go with you by my side. Your carefree smile and singing at the top of your lungs is my favorite version of you. It’s when you’re not guarded and I can see all of you. I can’t wait to see that more often when you’re living in our pack house. I’m going to wake up next to you as often as I can and I hope I’m always your safe space, because you’ll always be mine.
My tears started to fall and I swiped them away quickly and glanced around, relieved to see I was alone now. The omega doing my pedicure had put a foot mask on and moved on to do something else, so I had no audience to my emotional moment.
Thank god for that.
Finally, I only had Adam’s letter lingering. I’d left it for last because he wasn’t a man of words. Yet I knew if he sat down to write all this that it was pouring from his soul.
From the first line to the last, he bared his soul on the page for me. The vulnerability and open words were something I didn’t know I needed to hear.
You always said I’d need an omega, but I knew from the moment I saw you that there was never another woman for me. You’ve always been it for me, Lindsay.
An omega wouldn’t have your fire. An omega wouldn’t take care of us the way you do. An omega wouldn’t put us in our place and see all of the insecurities we hide.
An omega wouldn’t be you.
Fuck, now there was no holding back. I tucked the letters away and wiped away more tears as warmth spread through me.
They wanted me. Only me.
I was enough for them.
That was everything I’d been longing to hear and needed to accept. My walls had been crumbling for weeks, but now they were in shambles. I was ready to accept my mates and give myself the life that I deserved.
“Are you done being sappy?” Alice’s amused voice brought me out of my bubble and I blinked up at her. She let out a soft laugh. “Come on, last surprise.”
Alice paid for our spa treatments and ushered me out the door. She talked about the latest tea she got from Grace whileshe drove. She pulled up in front of Claire’s place and gave me a wink.
“With all that testosterone you need a solid girl’s night. Claire was more than happy to arrange it. Get in there,” she teased.
I saw a mane of wild curls peek out of her front door and I grinned back, climbing out of the car and waving to Alice. She was already ready to pull off, leaving me to the girls.