Fractured (Josie) novel Chapter 315

Chapter 315 

** Josie’s POV ** 

The urge to stay with Luke is so strong. After almost losing him, I don’t want to let him out of my sight. I know he and Mason need to talk though, and they deserve some privacy for that conversation. Otherwise, I’d be in there, with all the kids too. 

I can feel how drained Luke still is. I suspect it will take a few more days for him to fully recover. Mason is exhausted too. He had not had any sleep before we had found Luke, and then he had given the most to help Luke fight the effects of the drugs trying to kill him. I suspect both of them will be asleep very soon. 

We had ported straight to our bedroom, so when I walk down the stairs with Theo and Axel, the kids are surprised, and the youngest three run at us with excited shrieks. My mum stands in the doorway of the kitchen, wiping tears from her eyes as she watches as we are welcomed home with the best cuddles. 

“Where is Harper?” Atlas asks. 

“Your dad has gone to pick her up. They will be back soon,” I smile. 

“Thank you, Mummy,” Jensen says as he squeezes my midsection in a hug. 

“What are you thanking me for?” I laugh. 

“For finding our sister,” Elijah answers. 

“That’s our job. You don’t ever need to thank us for that, that’s what parents do,” I smile down at them. 

Deacon ports in with Harper just then and my mum begins bawling now. Harper gives her a brief hug before being swarmed by Sammy, Elijah and Jensen. Harper may be annoyed by her brothers most of the time, but there’s no denying how much she truly loves them when she bursts into tears at being reunited with them. 

Joel tugs on my sleeve to get my attention and I look at him. He’s clearly too overwhelmed to talk right now, but he doesn’t need to, I know what he wants to ask. I check on Luke and Mason through the bond, and they are both peaceful. 

“They’re upstairs sleeping, they’re very tired. Let’s make dinner and take it up to them later,” I tell him. 

Joel nods in response before moving closer to Harper, who pulls him into a hug whether he likes it or not. Axel puts an arm around my shoulders as we stand and watch our kids catch up. It feels so good to finally have my whole family under one roof. 

“Where is Freya?” I ask, suddenly noticing she is missing from this little reunion. 

“She went with Dot to buy groceries,” my mum explains. 

After a few hours of catching up, we have a late dinner, and we let the kids peek in at Mason and Luke sleeping they can see they are fine before they go to bed. I had planned to let the kids wake them with food, but I could feel through the bond how much they needed this sleep. So instead, Deacon promises to prepare breakfast with them and bring it to Luke and Mason in the morning. 

We all collapse into bed and fall asleep almost immediately. I’m so tired that I don’t even have the energy to appreciate finally being in bed with all my bonds and having all my kids safe in their beds. 

I wake up in the morning to the wonderful smell of bacon and the sound of quiet giggling. Blinking open my eyes, I see Sammy, Jensen and Elijah standing at the end of the bed, watching us sleep. 

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“What are you three cheeky boys giggling about?” I ask. 

“You were snoring,” Sammy laughs. 

“I do not snore,” I say with a mock offended gasp. 

“You do, Babe,” Theo snorts a laugh, and then proceeds to make a loud snoring noise, which has the boys laughing even harder. 

I can feel the rest of my bond’s amusement through our connection, so I know they’re all awake now. It feels so good to hear and feel their joviality, even if it is at my expense. 

“Who is cooking?” Deacon asks, suddenly sitting up. 

“Nanna, Auntie Freya and Harps,” Elijah says. 

Deacon flops back down on the bed in relief. “I had a horrible vision of the kids trying to cook without me,” he laughs. 

“We waited for you, but you were taking so long, so Nanna said you can cook breakfast tomorrow instead,” Jensen says as he crawls onto the bed. 

“I’m not surprised they gave up waiting, it’s almost ten o’clock. I can’t remember the last time we slept this late,” Luke says, and I turn to look at him. 

He looks so much better, his eyes are bright, and he even has a slight pink to his cheeks. If the kids weren’t here I’d climb up on top of him and show him exactly how much I had missed him. 

“Okay, let’s go see how that breakfast is doing,” Deacon says before quickly getting up and ushering the kids from the room like his ass is on fire. 

“Are you feeling okay, Babe?” Theo asks, bringing a hand to my forehead as if checking for a fever. 

“Yes, why?” I frown. 

“Because the way you just felt in the bond right now was how it used to feel when you were coming into heat,” he explains. 

“Oh hell no, we are done with all that… Right? It’s not possible, is it?”