Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 44578 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 223(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44578 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 223(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 149(@300wpm)
“And…” Surge encouraged. “I assume she has visions of people she does not know.”
Brock nodded. “Exactly.”
Which meant lions might have been stalking around their property at some point and inadvertently left behind a remnant of their stay.
Chapter Twelve
When the bears left, Amber was grateful that her Daddy let her go inside with the rest of the women. She wanted to spend some time getting to know them even though she also wanted to go home.
The Daddies all stayed outside, each of them giving out warnings about behavior and spankings before they let the Littles depart.
She knew Isaac wasn’t fond of this idea. His brow was furrowed. In addition he’d specifically told her he wouldn’t let her out of his sight while they were here. But he needed to be flexible. They both did. This was important. Spending some time with the other women could prove crucial at some point in the future. Plus, Isaac needed to focus on his meeting with the other Alpha Protectors. He couldn’t do that as easily with Amber nearby.
The eight women headed for the kitchen where Suzette pulled out juice and snacks, items Brock had arranged ahead of time.
Instead of sitting around the table as Amber expected, they all started plopping down on the floor in a tight circle. Rylee patted the spot next to her. She must have noted Amber’s confusion because she addressed it. “We always sit on the floor just in case Khloe ends up having a vision. They zap the life out of her and disorient her so badly she might fall and hit her head.”
“Oh.” Amber winced. “I’m sorry. I hadn’t thought of that. That sucks.”
Leah helped Khloe sit on the other side of Amber before dropping down next to her. She leaned around to speak to Amber. “One of us always helps her whenever she’s on two feet so she doesn’t fall.”
“Good idea. We all need help sometimes,” Amber said, trying to be supportive.
Olivia sighed. “And someone always helps me because I tend to run into things when I’m not in my own home since I can’t see in my human form. That’s why I stayed shifted when you first arrived, so I would know what you look like.”
Amber looked around the room at the women who would be her lifelong friends. “You are all so kind. I feel so lucky.”
Molly held up a hand. “Oh, and while we’re revealing stuff, we might as well just flat out tell you that yes, we all wear diapers sometimes, but Olivia, Khloe, and I almost always do. For Olivia it’s a pain to find a bathroom and deal with it. For Khloe, she tends to lose control of her body when she has a vision. And for me I just got used to it while I was in a saferoom before Daddy insulated the entire house. It’s just easier.” She shrugged.
Amber smiled at her. “Thanks for filling me in. Being diapered is still really strange to me. I feel better knowing I’m not alone.”
Rylee squeezed her hand. “No matter what you experience, you can rest assured all of us go through the same thing to one degree or another.”
Amber glanced at Molly. “But if there’s anything I do that’s outside the norm, you would know, right?” she hedged as she reached up to rub the spot on her neck where her Daddy had sunk his teeth into her.
Molly shrugged. “Sure. Maybe. If I happened to pay attention. Most of the time, I don’t listen to anyone. I stay in my insulated house and only open myself up to other people’s conversations when Khloe has a vision and Felix calls my Daddy to tell him I need to listen to something.”
Rylee hip-checked Amber. “Are you saying you think your life is different from anyone else’s?” she teased. “Because I seriously doubt it. If you’re worried about the amount of sex you have, don’t be. We all had sex night and day for weeks. You’ve only been mated one week. I don’t know how you can even stand being here with us. I think I would have lost my marbles if we’d ventured out for this long after only one week.”
“She’s right,” Molly agreed, “but to answer your question, I would never tell a soul about anyone’s private life if I happened to accidentally hear something.”
Amber’s cheeks heated. She didn’t want to tell everyone how naughty she was. It was too embarrassing, and she’d told her Daddy she wouldn’t share that detail.
Rylee giggled. “Is this about the bite mark on your neck? Because the only person you’re hiding that from is Olivia, and she probably saw it before she shifted.”
Amber’s face grew hotter. She licked her lips. “Does anyone else’s Daddy like to mark them?” she asked quietly.
When no one readily responded, Amber buried her face in her hands.