growl.”
Oliver snorted. “True. And don’t forget the roaring.”
Mandy smiled as he hoped she would and appeared to relax somewhat. “Anyway, I’m going to be an idiot and say something I probably shouldn’t. But you know what? We’re living in a time where things are all up in the air, and I might as well just go for it. Because waiting isn’t helping anyone, and I’m kind of freaking myself out over the whole thing.”
She paused, met both of their gazes. “My wolf wants you both. There. I said it.”
Oliver studied her face, in awe of the strength that lay within her. She was a submissive wolf, one who soothed and stayed in the background. For her to come out and say what she had meant that she’d truly needed to…it also meant that she was much stronger than anyone realized.
It made his bear come closer to the surface, and the man see her for who she was.
A woman he needed.
A woman he wanted.
But things weren’t as easy as that, and the others needed to know that. “I’m not long for this world, Mandy. I’m the Foreseer. You know that takes a toll.”
Mandy’s chin rose. “That’s why you need someone you can lean on. And I’m not saying we should be mates right now. It’s not as fast as that. But maybe we can see if that can be our path. I saw the way you two looked at me just now, and the way you two looked at one another. I’m not crazy.”
“It’s not as easy as leaning on someone,” he said softly, aware Gibson hadn’t said a thing. “With each vision, I lose part of myself. I’m dying, Mandy.”
Mandy’s eyes filled but she shook her head. “We all are. And I’m not going to let you die without a fight. And neither will Anya or anyone who knows you.” She turned to Gibson. “And you? You’ve been silent. If I’m just kidding myself, let me know so I can go home and hide. Okay?”
Oliver reached out and gripped her hand, hating that she looked like he’d hurt her.
“I’m new at this whole Omega thing,” Gibson said softly. “I’m trying to navigate the fact that you both have so much…hope…and fear within you. And it’s mixing with mine. So I don’t know what to think.” He paused. “You know someone tried to kill me, right? It might not be safe for the two of you to be near me.”
Oliver growled at that. “We’re all in danger, and they’re going to find out who hurt you.”
“Did you see that in a vision?” Gibson asked, curious.
“No, my visions don’t work like that.”
“Then will you tell us how they work?” Mandy asked. “Let us help?” She winced. “Let me help, at least.” She looked at Gibson. “Let me help you, too. It’s what I do. It’s what I want to do. And yes, my wolf wants you, but the woman in me wants to get to know the both of you. And I’m tired of being on the sidelines.” She swallowed hard. “What do you say? Do you think you can take a chance on a submissive wolf who tends to blurt things out at the wrong time?”
The coffee machine beeped, but Oliver ignored it. This was what he wanted, what he’d dreamt of when he was allowed to dream as a man rather than the Foreseer. If he did this, he might hurt them both in the process. But something was pushing him forward, whether it was fate or just his own will, he didn’t know.
But he could take this chance.
It was the only one he had.
Gibson was the first to speak. “I don’t know what’s coming. I just know something is.” He ran a hand through his hair. “But I can…I can take that chance.” He looked at each of them. “I want to.”
“As do I,” Oliver added. “I want to see if we can do this.”
And with that, something clicked into place within him.
He didn’t know what was next, but he knew he might not be alone when it happened. He might break himself in the process of figuring out what was going on between the three of them, but he swore to himself that he wouldn’t break the other two.
He’d always seen death. Never his own, but
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