Creed

“You love us,” Pest taunted. “Deep, deep down you also enjoy being given shit.”

“I want to thank you both for what you did by fighting at my side.” Creed grew solemn. “You saved my life.”

“Thank you,” Angel added. “Creed means everything to me.”

Her mate smiled down at her. “You mean everything to me too.”

“Shit. They’re going to get all mushy and make out. Eat faster,” Pest urged his brother.

Glacier nodded. “We don’t do mushy.” He looked up at Creed then. “We always have your back, baby brother. We just don’t have to hide it anymore with dickhead gone.”

“We always knew he’d make it harder on you if we didn’t.” Pest paused. “You belonged to the clan, and that gave him the power to make your life miserable.”

Angel watched the brothers tease each other and joke around for the next half hour before they left. Creed bolted the door and she went to him, wrapping her arms around his waist.

“I almost lost you.”

“Never.” He kissed the top of her head. “You’re stuck with me for mille