Blessed By The Moon

Chapter 28

I felt myself smile the moment I saw him, like really smile. Some kind of peace settled over me, a relief I hadn't realized I needed. I'd been surrounded by strangers for so long, even with Mom and Dad showing up. But Jordan... Jordan was home.

"You know, heroes should be rewarded when they save the damsel in distress," He mused, tilting my head. "Since a kiss would obviously not do the trick, I demand a lifetime supply of chocolate-covered strawberries, because first of all, I nearly died and deserve the finest luxuries, and second of all, because I just really want to watch you suffer through the pain of finding that many strawberries."

I let out an exaggerated groan. "You're impossible."

I couldn't help but grin to myself. His ability to joke in the most serious moments used to confuse me, but now? Now, I was just grateful. His dramatic, careless entry had given me something I hadn't realized I'd been missing, something light. I hated it when things got too serious. Maybe Skye didn't, but I wasn't just Skye anymore. Not really.

I smirked. "I'm still mad at you, by the way."

Jordan raised an eyebrow. "What now?"

"At the party before I got kidnapped and all that bullshit, I spoke to Carrie Midden, you know, the one who apparently slept with Tony? She told me it was the best experience of her life... because of his huge dick." I held out my hand expectantly. "You owe me twenty bucks, asshole."

His laugh roared through the room, shaking the walls with its familiarity. "Well, I was gonna argue, but lucky for me, you don't have your phone anymore to blackmail me with pictures." He sighed, digging into his pocket before slapping the bill into my hand. "Alright, alright. I admit defeat."

Then, without warning, he pulled me into a hug.

And I let him.

For the first time in what felt like forever, I relaxed into someone's warmth, into the comfort of familiarity. This was the most at ease I'd felt in years. I could breathe again.

It was strange, though, this feeling of belonging. Now that my memories were back, everything felt both clear and hazy at the same time. I understood the choices I had made, the way I had acted... and yet, some part of me still found it foreign. Skye was me, she had been me for so long but now? Now, I felt more like May.

Or maybe... I was just both.

A loud groan from behind broke the moment.

Axe.

Jordan, being Jordan, took that as an invitation to cause trouble. He stepped toward Axe, grinning like the smug bastard he was. "Relax, wolfie. I don't bite. I don't give a damn about your Alpha status or the fact that she's your mate. If I wanna hug my best friend, I'm gonna hug her. And unless you really wanna end up with a silver bullet lodged somewhere deeply uncomfortable, I suggest you don't ruin a beautiful reunion."

"Try me." That's all Axe said.

"Hey let's leave first, fight each other later." I gave Axe a quick peck on the lips.

He took a step back, surprised about how casual it was. I explained "Oh my god you don't remember everything, sorry, but let me tell you something, we are going to have a very long happy life together."

He smiled "We will??" 

I gave him another peck "Yes, we always have."

That was enough to have him forget Jordan's comment entirely. "What's happening outside?" he muttered instead.