Talk About… Secrets

ROCKWOOD VALLEY OMEGAVERSE BOOK FIVE

JARICA JAMES

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To Deb, who never gave up on asking for Grace’s book. This one’s for you <3

Blurb

Grace gave up on love… until fate gave her more than she bargained for.

After a string of hopeless dates, Grace is done searching for a pack. Instead, she throws herself into planning her sister’s wedding, determined to avoid any more romantic disasters.

Everything changes when she meets the groom’s brother. He’s a scent match and so is his pack.

Forced to keep her mates a secret so she doesn’t overshadow her sister, Grace tries to resist the pull of her mates. But when the wedding ends in chaos and the first love that left her behind appears, everything unravels.

Now, they are forced to go their separate ways, leaving her and half her pack to settle into their new home. What was supposed to be temporary drags on as complications arise.

Between mysterious packages, two pink lines on a pregnancy test, and the world trying to tear them apart, things are starting to get complicated.

Can Grace and her pack overcome everything the world throws at them, or will her last shot at happily ever after, end in disaster.

Triggers Include: manipulative and toxic family, abandonment issues, and an incident that includes a threat of bodily harm, but no on page violence, and never from the harem.

Grace

Apparently, it was alphahole night at Whitaker Brews. The alpha in front of me was puffing himself up to his full extent, making him look like a giant compared to my petite body.

“Have you ever taken a knot, omega?” he demanded in a gruff tone that not just made my skin crawl, but every drop of slick in my system make a hasty retreat.

“None of your business,” I said. “I’m not interested.”

He smelled like booze and fresh cut grass, not a good combination. How had my life turned into this? I was losing hope each year I was forced on crappy dates and even worse packs.

My mind flickered to the alpha I used to know. The one whose face lit up the sports channels reminding me that I wasn’t enough for him to stay.

That I was too stubborn to leave this town, my brain unhelpfully reminded me. I shoved those thoughts away, they didn’t matter.

“Is this guy bothering you?” Nash Whitaker asked, moving up to my side with his mate, Wren, right behind him, glaring at the monster of an alpha in front of me.

“No, it was a simple question,” he grumbled.

“Look, the bar is not where you’re going to find your sweet, untouched omegas. In fact, if you think we just sit around pining for a knot, you’re wrong,” I told him, my disgust showing on my face, and my friends’.

He huffed. “All you omegas are the same. Tainted by this world.”

“Okay, buddy, get the fuck out of my bar, you’re making my patrons uncomfortable,” Nash said before letting out a shrill whistle.

There was a wall of Whitaker brothers and a few other packmates behind them, facing off the alpha until he let out another grumpy string of curses and waved his equally as sleazy packmates out of the bar.

My omega best friends reclaimed me, pulling me out to the dance floor to shake our asses and ward off the bad vibes he’d brought about.

“He’s lucky Nash stepped in,” Sidney yelled over the music, a wicked smile on her face that made me laugh. She wasn’t wrong, she’d go feral if she had to and Maverick, her mountain of a mate, would have backed her up.

Avery rolled her eyes. “I swear the jerks always come out on Thursday nights.”

“Ladies’ nights always bring out the creeps,” Wren agreed with a shudder. She gave an uneasy glance around, only relaxing when she spotted Nash again.

Oriana shook her head and her ass. “Dance away the vibes, girls. Fuck these alphas. We don’t need their type around here. The town should invest in a ‘no alphaholes allowed’ sign.”

“Then we’d have to kick out half our mates,” Sidney laughed, spinning around and pulling me with her so we were dancing together.

“It’s getting late anyway, one more dance for me then I’m heading out. I have to go see venues with Hailey and Nolan tomorrow.”

They didn’t protest at the mention of Hailey. My sister had been so wrapped up in wedding details she wouldn’t even come out with us. They knew there was no avoiding it.

“Fine, but another round first,” Avery said, waving over her brothers. Cameron was the one to win, carrying over a tray full of bright purple shots.

“Here you go, ladies,” he said, handing them out with a grin.

“See, there should be more alphas like this around, not creepers stalking omegas in bars,” I huffed, sucking down one before grabbing a second. His eyes widened and he backed away slowly.

“Don’t make us do another singles night,” Avery warned.

“I don’t need matchmakers, I just need to give up dating altogether. Or maybe to stop overthinking. Maybe I’m getting in my own way.”

“Girl, not tonight,” Wren said. “He was not good enough for you.”

“Agreed,” I said as the world spun a little and warmth spread through my body. The song changed and I let it go for now, dancing around with my girls as the alpha escaped back to the safety of the bar.

It just felt like everyone in the world had found their alpha or packs. And here I was, still desperate and alone.

My life had descended into chaos. I’d given up my apartment when my roommates found love with each other and a new pack, moved in with my sister to help plan weddings but I was mostly by myself while she worked and stayed with Nolan, leaving me in an unfamiliar house that made my omega uneasy.

Work was the only thing I had under control and I was desperate for Hailey’s wedding for a week off of the constant projects. I made great money, but the cost was exhaustion.

“Okay, that’s it for me!” I called out. The moment I snuck away I was caught by Nash.

“Let me walk you back,” he said. There was nothing but a brotherly protectiveness in his gaze and I nodded, letting him follow me out.

The walk was quiet as I half-stumbled down the sidewalk the two blocks to the house I shared with Hailey. He made sure I got inside and gave me a worried look. I escaped into the house, avoiding any concern-fueled conversations.

When the door closed behind me and I was alone, I tried to breathe in the calm of the apartment but wrinkled my nose. Nolan and Hailey must have been here, I could smell them.

First thing after this wedding, I needed to find a place of my own, pack or not. I was tired of floating along in this limbo I’d let myself be pulled into.

An omega with no home of her own, no pack, and a family that was sure to give you a headache ten times out of ten.

I sighed at the thought of seeing mom and Aunt Candace tomorrow. Somehow, they’d convinced my sister to not just have a small wedding or elope, but have a big, extravagant affair.

We were viewing the two top places they found for her and I could already see them taking over.

Well, if I was starting fresh after the wedding, no time like the present to find the backbone Hailey needed me to have. She needed someone to call off the firing squad, to stand up for her so she didn't have to be stressed.

I refused to let them ruin her special day like they had all the others. Every event was tainted by their narcissism.

That was okay, starting tomorrow, we were taking back the power. Hailey might not know it, but I was going to work my ass off to make this the wedding of her dreams.

Even if that meant tearing a rift between us and our family.

All under the radar, of course. I’d channel my inner Sidney and put them in their place while she wasn’t looking, make sure they don’t step a toe out of line.

With a bit too much alcohol and a whole lot of determination, I forced myself to go to bed.

Tomorrow, I’d wake up a brand new omega. One who didn’t take any shit and let herself have the things she deserved.

Maybe the universe would finally give that omega her dream pack.

Grace

“Look at this place!” Aunt Candace gushed as she spun slowly, taking in the ballroom that was far too big and gaudy. I risked a glance at Hailey who barely hid her revulsion. This was our second venue and it was clear our family had lost their collective minds.

“It’s the cherubs, isn’t it?” I hissed, making her cover her laughter with a cough. The creepy, little, baby angels rested at the top of the pillars surrounding the room.

“Oh, can’t you just picture it?” Mom asked, rushing forward. “There would be the cake, over here a big arch for you and Nolan, the chairs out there for all of us.”

They were twirling like little princesses, not grown women who’d had weddings of their own at one time.

Though, my dads had bailed years ago and didn’t look back. Lately, I was starting to see why. Even if it still hurt they never cared enough to stay a part of our lives.

Candace’s alpha and her pretended for a few years before divorcing. He was happy to give up half and just be a dad, spoiling her two daughters when he could.

It made for some terrible entitlement. Bianca and Celine were some of the worst omegas I’d ever met. Carbon copies of their mom and bits of my mom thrown in since she always gravitated to them more.

Don’t stir the pot, Grace.

They meant no harm, don’t be so sensitive.

You always have to be so dramatic.

Then it was followed by that light, condescending laughter of hers.

“Breathe,” Nolan’s soft words washed over Hailey, and she sank into him. That, that right there was why I was going to take care of every bit of this chaos that I could.

“This isn’t the right venue,” I called back. “Let’s move on to the next.”

Both Mom and Candace looked affronted but one glance at the couple and they reluctantly agreed.

“The next one is better anyway,” Candace huffed as she stalked out, Mom in tow, muttering about picky omegas.

I gritted my teeth and sighed.

“You don’t have to do this, Grace,” Hailey said gently.

“What?”

“Be my protector. That’s my job as the older sister.”

“No. This is your wedding and we’ll make sure it’s perfect. I don’t have much work right now, so you can lean on me a bit more.”

She lit up, excited already and I instantly regretted it.

Until I heard Mom calling out for us to hurry. Then I was reminded swiftly why I was putting myself through this.

The third venue was worse than the first two. We started with a circus-themed place that even had tight ropes and rings for dancers. It was… interesting.

It might even beat the creepy cherubs in the title of worst venues for weddings in history.

This one was fully outdoor, a glass room nestled among the trees. It might be perfect if it didn’t share a fucking beach with the nudists down the way. Nothing like catching wrinkly asses in all your wedding shots.

Mom was scandalized, her gasp echoing out and drawing attention and waves from the nudists. Candace looked pleased with herself. When I raised an eyebrow, showing I saw right through it, she huffed.

“Well, this is all I had planned for today,” she said defensively. “How was I to know it was next to all… this?”

“The pamphlet,” I said, my eyes catching on the warning on the back. “It’s literally in print.”

“That’s okay, we can try another time. I’m tired anyway,” Hailey said, placating us both. “Ready, Grace?”

“Okay, let us know when you're ready for more, Aunt Candace and I will find another round of places.”

“Thanks, Mom,” Hailey said, practically dragging me and Nolan back to their car.

When we were safely enclosed inside she let out a breath. “That was fucking terrible. We actually have one more place, I just didn’t want them there. I’m sure they’d hate it. It’s a few hours drive if you’re up for it?”

“I’m sure we’ll love it, then,” I countered as I buckled in for the long drive ahead.

I was right. This place was far more appropriate for my sister and her alpha. The resort was nestled among the trees, a sparkling lake behind it. There were cabins sprinkled around the property.

I’d loved to explore more but a woman was stepping out of the main building, blinding smile on her face.

“I’m glad you could make it,” she said as she waved us in, shifting her pregnant belly out of the way to let us in.

It was clear within the first twenty minutes of the meeting that my sister was in love. Even Nolan was smiling and offering his ideas. He was so quiet during the other tours that I assumed he wasn’t into planning. It seemed he just wasn’t happy with the venues.

“We’ll take it. When’s your earliest slot?” Hailey asked, excitement taking over.

“Actually, we had a cancellation next month and have a free slot,” she admitted as she opened her portfolio and gestured to a time block on her calendar. It was only a month out, but I bit any response as Hailey danced in her seat. “They’d reserved the entire facility, so you would have the venue all to yourself. It’s a full Monday through Sunday slot. I know a month isn’t a lot of time to-”

“We want it,” Hailey interrupted her after having a quick, whispered conversation with her alpha. Nolan seemed at ease, happy to indulge her.

“We’ll have to work hard to have everything ready in time,” I said, trying to hide my concerns. Hailey was detail oriented and this was only going to up the intensity of wedding planning.

“Maybe me or my sister could come down that weekend before, if you have any openings, to help with any last-minute details. She knows my wedding plans inside and out,” Hailey said before turning those pleading eyes on me. “I don’t know how much time I can get off work.”

“We have a family reunion scheduled, but there are several rooms available still. I can have your planner here, a conference room ready, and we’d be happy to help do what we can,” she assured us with a friendly smile.

“I’m sure I can make it work,” I found myself saying, cringing internally. The last thing I wanted to do was spend a weekend worrying if I was following her plans properly.

Again, I couldn’t say no either way. The way she lit up was everything. She deserved this on her own terms and her moving it up, kicked my mom and aunt right out of being able to take over planning.

“Perfect, penciling you in and we can work out a contract before you leave. We have a whole team of planners to assist you in any way we can. Our chef will handle the food and cake as long as we have your suggestions.”

Just like that it was a whirlwind of plans being solidified on a whim. My sister had never done anything spontaneous in her life and I loved that she was taking what she wanted.

I could easily work my ass off and clear that weekend and week of work, take a vacation, and make sure she had the best damn wedding of her life.

As we were walking out to the car with a whole folder in hand of information, she was practically glowing.

“This is perfect.”

She was right, I’d make damn sure it was perfect. It was time for me to stop being a quiet omega who was too much of a people pleaser.

Operation: Wedding was the first step in using my backbone and taking what I wanted from life.

Starting with making sure nothing could go wrong.

Grace

Ihadn't even made it to the front desk of the venue and I was already sweating, over-caffeinated, and on the verge of murdering a mason jar centerpiece.

The drive from Rockwood Valley to Sterling was long, and it was boring as hell and rained nearly the whole way. My small car was jampacked with mason jars for my sister Hailey’s centerpieces, and they clinked together the entire way just to drive me crazy and make me freak out thinking that they were about to break.

I could have taken a quick plane ride, but I opted to drive so I could drop off these cursed jars.

Why I let Hailey’s future husband pack them up was beyond me.

Hell, maybe I was crazy. I did agree to meet his best man at the venue for the weekend to scout it out and put the last few things together.

Pre-wedding prep, Hailey had called it. For me, it was just an excuse to have a weekend away.

If all weddings were this stressful, I wanted no part of that. Then again, I didn’t have to worry about that considering I had no pack and no prospects.

My phone dinged as I stood outside my small, black Ford Focus. I took a breath, knowing it was my sister texting already. She’d gone from relaxed to overbearing in the span of a few months.

Not quite a bridezilla, but our family was about to drive her to that point.

I wouldn’t tell her that, though.

When I didn’t check the phone fast enough, a call started ringing. The theme song of The Office played.

“I just pulled in, Hailey,” I teased as I answered. My sister let out a little huff, but chuckled softly.

“I’m sorry. I don't know why I’m so freaking stressed,” she sighed. “Even one of the doctors at work asked if I was alright.”

“It doesn’t have to be like this. I’m taking a break from design work, so let me help,” I urged her. “You trust me. I know your vision and style. You’re not alone.”

She could take my offer, good or bad, and I held my breath as I waited for her response.

“You know what… yes. You’re already there checking it out, see if there’s anything you guys can do ahead of time. Beck will be there soon and I bet he’s willing to help. I’ll go ask Nolan.”

Then she hung up without a goodbye, rushing off to ask her fiance. Meaning she was leaving the wedding in my capable hands, but also the hands of her future brother-in-law.

Should I be concerned? That went a bit too easily.

When I walked into the lodge, I realized the answer was yes. I definitely should have been concerned.

A man was standing in the lobby looking frustrated and exasperated. His suit jacket was open, revealing a dark green button up underneath. His hair was as dark as his eyes, cut clean and cropped close to his head, gel holding it in place.

He screamed of domineering confidence and power. The kind of alpha who commanded a room with just a quirk of his eyebrow.

When those intensely dark eyes moved to me, the bell over the door chiming my arrival, I nearly tripped.

“Grace?” My name on his lips should have been illegal. His voice had a rasp to it that sent a shiver down my spine.

Somehow I found it in me to put on a strained smile and nod. “Yes, are you Beckett?”

“Beck,” he corrected. Then he smiled. The gesture crinkled the corners of his eyes and showcased his straight, white teeth. This alpha was too fucking handsome for my own good.

I wasn’t usually the type of omega to fall for looks, but here I was, ready to be a babbling fool when faced with his beauty.

Yes, he was beautiful. It was the only word to describe him. A mix of masculine and statuesque features, a true work of art.

“You’re late.”

His blunt words had a laugh bursting out of me. “Excuse me?”

Okay, maybe I judged those looks a bit too early if he’s this rude.

“I was told you’d be here at noon.” He lifted his wrist, pulling back his sleeve to reveal a watch. “It’s nearly one.”

“While, I’m sure your time is so much more valuable than mine, I never said a specific time. I told my sister I’d be arriving around noon, if all went well. Then your brother loaded about six boxes of mason jars in my tiny car, all haphazardly stacked and nearly breaking at every curve.”

He let out a small laugh. “Sounds like Nolan. Well, it’s nice to finally meet you, Grace.”

Beckett moved forward to shake my hand, both of us freezing when he was mere inches away.

Holy shit. No. Not now.

We both breathed in deep, confirming what was very fucking obvious. We were scent matches.

Here, now. At my sister’s fucking wedding.

Cedarwood, amber, peppercorn, and smoky vanilla. It was a warm, woodsy, and masculine mix that had a touch of spice. His scent wrapped around me like a strong embrace, the vanilla smoothing out his intensity, giving him depth and quiet comfort beneath his dominance.

“No,” I said, my voice sharp and firm as I took a shaky step back. His lips curled into a predatory smile as he followed the step, putting even less space between us this time.

“Why are you running from me, sweetheart?”

“Because this isn’t happening, Beck,” I growled. “My sister is already freaking out and doesn’t need more stress. This is her time to shine, not mine.”

That had him stumbling back like he’d been slapped. “You want me to keep my distance, for a fucking wedding?”

His tone was incredulous. Like the concept was so foreign he couldn't figure me out. It only made me feel worse because that was only partially the truth.

I was also terrified. Who knew after looking for a pack for years I’d find one and freak the hell out. Sidney would shake me for being crazy.

“Yes,” I said, standing strong. The thought of Hailey breaking down about this wedding and me overshadowing it had me ready to fight for this. I said I was going to be a new omega, but I didn’t expect this level of complications.

“Why?”

“You don’t know my family,” I said, letting out a humorless laugh. “You know those movies with overbearing families, far too involved moms and aunts, awful cousins much like evil step-sisters? That’s ours. The drama they bring is unmatched. I refuse to add to it, to be like them.”

His features softened and he sighed. “What happens when they’re on the plane to their honeymoon?”

I swallowed hard. “Then we don’t have to hide anymore.”

He considered my answer, those fathomless, dark eyes studying me as he thought it over. All I could do was breathe in that campfire and smoky vanilla scent while I waited, the pheromones wafting off my mate breaking down the layers of my armor and begging me to let him in.

“Fine.”

“Fine?” I parroted, eyes going wide. He stepped forward again, tucking a stray curl behind my ear as he leaned down, breathing deep.

“Yes. I’ve waited thirty-three years for you, Grace. I can wait a week. But, I want this weekend. Your family won’t be here, there won’t be any outshining involved. Let me have you this weekend, then we can pretend to be friends until this is over. I’ll have my pack come down. There’s two more members you need to meet.”

My omega perked up, my body instinctively leaning forward. He was offering this weekend without watchful eyes to get to know them. To meet his pack and let go of my inhibitions.

“Let me make it very clear that I have no intentions of walking away after, Grace. I’ve waited for my mate a long damn time. You’re mine.”

Beck was making it obvious that this was it for him. Just like that he was all in? It felt a bit too far-fetched to wrap my wounded brain around.

I’d heard that before. At least in some capacity. My ex and I had kept our relationship quiet, then he was gone without a single glance back. I was left behind and forgotten.

Would they do the same?

Could I even be that omega? Give him a taste, then hold back. Would they stick around after it was all said and done and reality crept back in?

This week would give me time to come to terms with my pack, for them to show me they could honor my boundaries.

Yes, this was perfect. It was the perfect reason to sneak moments of quiet and to process this mindfuck.

The urge to touch him when he was this close was so strong I had to curl my fingers into my skirt, holding it tight.

“Okay,” I relented, feeling so out of my depth it was insane.

I just hoped it didn’t break me having a taste of him, then being forced to pretend he was just my friend.

Beckett

She said ‘okay’ like she agreed, but her pretty blue eyes were swirling with uncertainty. There was hope mixed in, like she was begging me to help her embrace this.

That I could do.

We had a week to show her we could respect her while also forming this pack properly. The moment Hailey and Nolan were off on their honeymoon, then the real fun begins.

My fingers itched to pull out my phone and make the call but she looked so damn fragile I didn’t dare move, yet.

“Before we unload, should we walk around a bit, check out the venue?”

She nodded numbly. “I’m supposed to send Hailey some pictures and figure out these last few things.”

“We also need to check in,” I reminded her. I’d slip a bit of money to the receptionist if I could snag us a room side by side. If I had my way, we’d share one room.

“Good thing my bags are in the trunk. We can leave the decorations a bit longer,” she said with a shake of her head.

“Just give me one moment,” I said, stepping away and calling Spencer and Cade, lighting a fire under their asses to get here as quickly as possible. It was a short flight and I trusted they wouldn’t waste time.

The walk around was quiet, both of us just soaking in the feeling until she seemed less likely to bolt and I was soaking her scent in.

When we entered the dining hall an hour later, a waiter offered us a few snacks. I embraced every distraction to simply spend more time with her and waste time until they arrived.

When I shrugged out of my suit jacket and rolled up the sleeves of my button down she watched, eyes glued to my forearms as her tongue darted out.

Oh, this was going to be fun.

“Should we check out the grounds now?” I offered, brushing a crumb from her cheek. She inhaled sharply, but nodded.

Fuck, she was going to be the death of me.

We’d just finished the tour when I got the text they were getting the rental car. How hours had passed was beyond me. It felt like seconds while I was so infatuated with my girl.

“It’s warm. Maybe we’ll have to take a dip in the lake while we wait for the others,” I teased. Her eyes flickered to the lake with longing. Sweat was dripping down both of our faces. The sun was out at full force already and thanks to the swirl of pheromones, we were already boiling.

“That sounds nice,” she agreed. Then I watched as my perfect omega straightened her spine and took a breath. I could recognize an internal pep talk when I saw it. Something Spencer, my beta packmate, specialized in.

They’d be perfect together.

“I dare you to swim with me, Grace.”

Who even was I? This was not the kind of behavior I indulged in anymore. Yet, here I was, offering to let everything go for this omega I just met and finding no regret.

She looked like she could use the fun and I was happy to provide it. I’d give this omega the world if she gave me half a chance.

“I’m not used to this kind of thing,” she admitted. “Going all in is insane. We just met.”

“Finding scent matches is rare and intense, I’m not backing away, Grace,” I promised. She swallowed hard and nodded. “But we’ll take things at your pace. You call the shots.”

“I don’t want to back off, either.” It was a whispered confession. It seemed my girl was ready for us to break the mold. That was something we could definitely do.

There was a sitting area just inside the building that overlooked the docks. We could leave our clothes right here on the table near the back doors.

She ripped her sundress off, showcasing her soft, creamy skin and a bright bikini that I wanted to tear off of her and claim her here and now.

This would be a lesson in self-control.

I busied myself stripping down to my boxers. They’d have to do for now. At least they were black.

“You coming?” I asked, breaking her free from her trance as she watched me undress. She blinked those blue eyes at me then the most devastatingly beautiful smile took over her face. There was playfulness and excitement there.

Fuck, I was already gone for this girl.

“Race you out there!” she yelled before pushing through the door and tearing down the grass. I didn’t hesitate to follow, claiming this moment in time with her before my pack got here.

Spencer

“I told you I could handle business for a day, Beck,” I said drily as I picked up his call. I’d missed the first so he just called again and likely would continue until I answered.

“I found her.”

“Who?” Something about his tone had me spinning in my chair, away from my triple screens, to listen more intently. He had my full attention.

“Our mate.”

The words hung in the silence between us, sinking into my brain that seemed to be moving slow for the first time in my life.

“A scent match? At the lodge?” My mind was now back to speed, spinning around the possibilities of who this mystery omega was.

Did she work there?

“It’s more complicated than I thought. Delegate what you have lined up, postpone what you can’t, be here as soon as you fucking can.”

The call ended, our pack alpha expecting us to simply follow orders. With a groan, I stood up and stretched my sore limbs. I’d been at my desk for nearly ten hours already.

When I worked, I’d go into a trance, forgetting to eat, drink, or do much else but hyperfocus until I was forced to snap out of it.

Beck’s announcement certainly did that.

Running a hand through my shaggy hair, I stalked through our loft to find my other packmate, Cade.

He was pouring himself over a canvas, paint streaking his hands and clothes like usual. The beta was pure chaos incarnate. The only time he was presentable was when Beck forced him into business meetings and events.

I wasn’t going to pretend like his creative side wasn’t half the reason PackSense did so well, but we knew better than to let him handle the professional, logistics side of things.

“Cade. We need to pack. I’m arranging a flight now,” I told him. Cade cast his pale blue eyes my way but didn’t speak, simply dismissing me and brushing a streak of silver through the lake in the picture.

He planned to paint a picture of Nolan and Hailey for a wedding present, so he’d been practicing water for months now. Half of his art room was full of different variations.

I walked closer, watching as the silver brought life to the water. “This might be your best one yet. But, I’m serious, Cade. He needs us.”

That had him putting his brush aside, finally giving me his full attention. He ran a hand through his ginger hair as he did, adding silver to the strands. I bit back a laugh and opted for explaining before I lost his attention again.

“Beck thinks he found our mate.”

The words had the beta lighting up. He jumped up and let out a whooping laugh, rushing past me like I didn’t exist in his quest to pack as fast as he could.

“Move it, Spence. I need to meet her!”

Five hours later we were landing just outside of Sterling. The airport had rental cars outside, so we at least had an SUV waiting. One that could comfortably fit us all, because I had no intention of leaving without her.

If all went well, we’d be leaving this wedding with our girl in tow. I could already imagine showing her the city, our work, and spending our nights worshipping her.

The drive was gorgeous, full of winding roads and plenty of trees. I hadn’t realized how much I missed good views since living in a loft in the middle of the city.

“Hurry up,” Cade grunted. “She’s been alone for hours with our alpha.”

I snorted, giving him a look.

“What are you afraid of?”

“Him scaring her off,” he deadpanned. “When’s the last time you saw him take the stick out of his ass?”

He wasn’t wrong. We had all three put our hearts and souls into PackSense. Our scent line blew up in ways even we couldn’t comprehend. Between my investing, Cade’s unique creativity, and Beck’s business sense we were a dream team.

Then, when we found a comfortable place, Cade stepped back for his own sanity. He attends the meetings that matter and always helps with the building of new lines or rebrands.

Most days, I work handling numbers, investors, and deals. But my downtime is mine, and I enjoy it thoroughly.

Beck forgot how to relax years ago. He spent almost every day working and rarely took time to breathe. The fact he was having us come down to meet him was a huge shock in itself.

He hadn’t taken time off in years.

Even his brother, Nolan, couldn’t pull him away for long. It took weeks of begging for this weekend and week ahead.

When we pulled up to Whispering Pines Lodge, a huge smile spread across my face. A full weekend with our mate in the woods?

It sounded like a fucking dream.

Cade barely let me park before he was tearing out of the car. He turned and waited for about a half a second before he was storming inside in search of our mate.

When I properly parked and followed him in, he was standing in the lobby almost pouting.

“I’m sorry, sir, I can’t give out that information. Our guest’s privacy is top priority.”

“We understand,” I interrupted before he could argue more. He was already pouting as it was.

I pulled out my phone and dialed Beck’s number, startling when it rang down the hall. We both were moving without thought, following the sound as he ignored it.

“No fucking way,” Cade said. A laugh barked out of him, echoing off the vaulted ceilings as my jaw dropped to the floor.

Beck’s phone was sitting next to a pale pink purse. There was a sundress folded neatly and his suit next to it.

If it wasn’t for the enormous windows showcasing the lake and the two people standing on the dock, I’d never believe it was Beck.

Beck was in his black boxers, she was in a bikini that was fucking sinful. The pink fabric stood out against all her pale skin and softness. Dark hair was curly and hung around her shoulders.

She was a walking wet dream.

“Should we give them a moment?” I asked, but Cade’s dark look had me laughing. He was already unbuttoning his own shirt and pants, adding them to the stack. Then he was sprinting out of the back door and rushing down the lane toward them.

He was never one for subtlety. I hoped our mate was ready for that.

It was starting to feel like I was always running behind them. Rushing wasn’t my style, I preferred to observe, then act. But right now I was cursing myself as I stripped down to my superhero boxers and sauntered out like I had all the time in the world.

That was because I hadn’t scented her yet.

“There he is,” Beck grinned, waving me closer. His dark eyes were practically sparkling as he gestured to me.

Then she turned those gorgeous blue eyes on me. It felt like the rest of the world was fading into the background. She was all I could see.

There was a gorgeous dusting of freckles over her nose and cheeks, then on her shoulders and dipping below her bikini. Her body was even more mouthwatering up close. She had soft curves, the kind that would fill my hands beautifully.

I felt my eyes drag slowly over every inch of her then flushed in embarrassment.

“Sorry,” I stuttered out. “I’m Spencer.”

“Grace,” she grinned, her smile adorably crooked and making her cheeks flush as she took me in. Then a laugh bubbled out of her as she reached my Batman boxers. “Really? I’m more of a Superman girl myself.”

I narrowed my eyes as my entire world shifted, putting her at the center. “Those are fighting words, omega.”

She giggled again and stepped closer, puffing her chest out like she could be intimidating at all. Instead, it had my eyes dipping to her full cleavage.

Everything about her was wild and free and fuck, I was already in love.

Then, I scented her. Sweet mint and green tea, so soothing and sweet that it had every knot in my body relaxing as it washed over me.

“Oh, you smell like a popsicle. Those red, white, and blue ones I get in the summertime,” she said, practically drooling over me.

Me. The beta who thought he was always left behind.

“You smell incredible, too, freckles. That sweet, minty scent is something I could breathe in for a lifetime and still never get enough.” To punctuate my words, I stepped forward, invading her space and running my nose along her jaw.

A small whimper escaped before she stepped back and flashed a grin, before bolting for the end of the dock and launching into the air. She curled into a ball, hitting the water with a hard smack.

“She’s fucking perfect,” I said, voice serious as I turned to our alpha.

He nodded, then frowned. “Yes, but we can’t have her past this weekend until the wedding is over. She practically ran from me.”

She just did the same to me as well, right off the end of the dock.

“What the hell do you mean?” I demanded, refusing to accept that answer.

She was ours. Why would we want distance now?

“That’s Hailey’s little sister, the one helping run this wedding. She also refuses to outshine her sister like their family has always done to them. That and something I haven’t figured out yet is holding her back. So, we agreed. We get this weekend, no holding back. Then Monday we play the part of casual friends and keep this a secret. After that, all bets are off.”

My gaze shifted to the water, seeking out the omega laughing and splashing with Cade. They looked so good together, his face losing the stress like it did when he painted. She was all smiles and sunshine.

“We have no choice. What kind of impression do we leave if we force ourselves on her when she’s setting a clear boundary. That’s not how I intend to start off pack life.”

“Just friends is going to be fucking torture,” I said on a sigh. “But I agree. She needs to know we’re a pack that takes her needs and boundaries seriously.”

He nodded. “The best I could do was ask for this weekend. Nolan and Hailey think we’re finalizing plans and testing out the venue. We have to take pictures and keep up pretenses. But at least we’ll get her to ourselves until Monday.”

“Why is this place empty?” I asked, giving my alpha the side eye. He was never afraid to throw our wealth around if it benefited him.

“They had a family reunion scheduled. It was canceled last minute because the daughter had gone missing from some hospital, so we were the only booking. The receptionist was quite the gossip, but accepted easily when I paid her well to keep it booked just for us. The resort is ours until the wedding week starts.”

“Does she know who we are?” There were too many times in our past that our business was all anyone knew about us.

"Not that I know of,” he said with a shrug. “Though, I have a feeling it wouldn’t matter to her.”

We both looked out at them as those words sunk in. She was adorable, and when those eyes were back on me, all the rest fell away. We could do this. For her.

“Come on, super hero,” she called out.

When I didn’t move, she swam over to the ladder and climbed out, hellbent on getting us in the water. Cade was watching her ass like he was memorizing it. Though, with an artist, nothing was sacred. He’d dedicate a whole studio to our omega’s curves in a heartbeat.

“What if I can’t swim?”

She frowned at that, looking over at me with a hand over her eyes to shield herself from the sun.

Her eyes widened as a slow grin formed over my face. Only when she dropped her hand and stepped back did I move.

“Hold your breath, freckles,” I yelled as I snatched her up and launched us both in the air. The water was just cold enough to shock at first, but was so refreshing. We broke the surface and she growled at me.

“That was evil, now I’ll have to call you a Villain,” she pouted, though she made no move to swim away.

“My name is Spencer,” I offered, releasing my hold so my arms were only loosely around her, hoping she wouldn’t be pulling away.

“You guys are just trying to make this difficult aren’t you? Couldn’t you be a little less charming?”

My head fell back as I laughed. It was the kind that burst out of you, loud and unbidden, nothing holding it back. The happiness of it flooded through me, the rush of serotonin something I don’t think I’ve ever experienced before.

“We need to negotiate these terms, freckles. I don’t think I can go long without you by my side. You’ve already ruined me.”

She let out a nervous breath. “But we just met.”

I buried my nose in her neck, breathing in her scent. It was sharper now, a bit of worry and lust mixed in. She wanted this as badly as I did. If she shifted closer, she’d see just how much, even in this cool water.

“I’ve been waiting for you for years, Grace. I’ll wait a little longer if I have to. You’re ours, though, we can’t just walk away. And no one has to know what happens behind closed doors.”

Grace

Cade, Spencer, and Beck were everything I could have dreamt up in a pack. The alpha was intense, which meant the two betas were the perfect way to round him out.

Cade was a free spirit. He laughed easily and the way he was impulsive kept me out of my head. His hair was a dark copper color and his freckles, though lighter than mine, were similar. We were both pale, making Beck order us out of the water to apply sunblock.

“I’ll handle hers,” Spencer said with a grin, plucking the sunblock out of his hand and coming over to me. “May I, freckles?”

Warmth spread through me at the nickname. It was cute and sweet and as unique as the beta himself.

“Sure,” I offered in a voice that was overly husky. He just grinned, swirling his finger in the air to tell me to turn. I did as he asked, letting my eyelids flutter closed at the first brush of his warm, sunblock coated hands over my skin.

He took his time running his hands over my body. There wasn’t a spot of exposed skin he missed.

Each gentle touch had a shiver of pleasure coursing through me until my arousal scented the air.

“Fuck, you’re killing me, freckles. Are you sure you want to wait? We could make you feel so damn good.”

“I have no doubt you would. But then, it would be too hard to put space between us,” I argued, gentle but firm.

Hurting their feelings wasn’t something I was willing to do but I was reminding us both that there was a clear expectation between us.

A boundary that I stupidly set.

Though, I didn’t truly regret it. Hailey’s wedding had to come first and they deserved me at my best.

Needing distance, I hurried back to the edge and dove into the water. My body sliced through the cool lake surface, plunging underneath and chasing away any heat he had burning through me.

When strong arms pulled me close, I spun in his hold. Beck wasn’t who I expected, but I melted as the alpha held me close, brushing his lips over mine under the surface of the lake.

He didn’t pull me back when I pushed off his chest and broke the surface.

“You’re even cute when you’re soaking wet,” he teased as he joined me. “This bikini is going to get me through the long days until we get you again, sweetheart.”

I hated to admit but I was going to struggle as well. They were already growing on me. That pack compulsion to be close, to touch them, to taste them, was insane.

A sharp whistle had us looking over to see a woman dressed in a pencil skirt and scowl glaring at us.

“Did it say no swimming?” I asked with a laugh. “She looks pissed off.”

“I don’t give a fuck if it did. We have the whole place for the weekend, I think she’ll manage.”

“What?” I asked, confused. “This is a whole venue and vacation spot. There’s no way.”

“Where there’s a credit card, there’s a way,” he countered, giving me a wink.

Damn, it was hot as hell seeing him throw his power around like that. Some omegas might have trouble spending their alphas’ money, but I was all for being spoiled. I loved receiving presents.

Plus, I had plenty of money of my own to spend, too. My online design business was always busy, but I’d scheduled time off for the week of the wedding, and a recovery week after. Self-care, and all that.

When I reached the ladder on the dock, Cade reached down and pulled me up, tucking me in his side.

“She’s scary, save me,” he hissed. His lips were pressed together so he didn’t smile or laugh.

“Is there a problem?” I asked, crossing my arms. I didn’t like her attitude at all.

“Yes. I was told to be here for a meeting with my client’s Maid of Honor and Best Man, and no one has approached me,” she said in a huff. “I assume that’s you and one of these men?”

For a woman our age she was tense.

“As far as I knew, there was no set meeting or time,” I said, raising an eyebrow. “My sister would have said if there was. Did plans change in the last hour?”

“Well, no,” she admitted with narrowed eyes. “But I don’t have all day.”

Her eyes shifted to my pack that was only in sopping wet boxers and a low growl echoed out of me.

“We will meet you inside. And I’ll be sure to clear this up with Hailey as well,” I said. My tone was sharp and icy, something I’d never use normally.

She gave me one last look over before turning on her heels and trying to stomp back to the lodge. Her heels sank in the soft grass, making it look awkward instead of snobby.

“What was that, muse?” Cade teased as he ran his nose over my cheek and neck, making goosebumps form on my skin.

Now that I was out of the water, the early summer breeze was making it chilly, but I knew that was the close proximity of my new pack.

“She should keep her eyes at a respectful level,” I said with a grunt. “That and her attitude is bullshit. What is her problem?”

“Jealousy,” Spencer concluded. “Here is this sexy, little omega with three shirtless men. I’d bet she’s packless.”

“Three powerful men,” Beck corrected with a cocky smirk. “I’d wager she knows who we are.”

“Way to sound like a tool,” Cade snorted. “Come on, let’s get our shivering omega changed and warmed up.”

I frowned down at the bikini I was wearing, realizing I had an issue. “This is what I wore under my dress.”

“Guess you’ll have to go commando like we will,” Cade said as his eyes burned holes into my body as they slowly drifted down every inch of me. “That’s going to make this a long afternoon.”

“It’s already going to be long if we’ve got wedding planner Barbie in there to spend it with,” I laughed.

“I’ll request someone new if she has an issue,” I said as I stalked inside, ready to face whatever she had planned.

This was for Hailey. I could handle some attitude.

“We have to make sure to keep flirting to a zero. I want no one to know,” I reminded them as I walked ahead of them.

I heard some grumbles but ignored it as I walked inside and snatched my clothes and purse, heading for the nearby restroom. I slid off the bikini and put on the flowy sundress, glad it at least had some coverage.

My phone was ringing before I even walked out and I dug it out of my purse, letting out a sigh at Hailey’s name.

“I know, I know. You can handle it. But some bitch just called complaining you missed the scheduled appointment that I never even made for you. Just confirming she’s wrong?”

“Yeah,” I explained. “Me and the groomsmen arrived around the same time and it was hot, so we explored the grounds and took a dip in the lake. I guess she didn’t like that.”

“It literally says we have access to the lake on the paperwork I have,” Hailey growled. “Was she rude to you?”

“I’ll handle it. No need to worry,” I promised.

“Well, I told her that you had full control for now, so if she’s a bitch, kick her ass off my wedding,” she said firmly. “I’m paying way too much to let some uptight planner that’s not even the one I agreed to, drag it down. I owe you for handling all this for a few more days.”

“I’m going to run out to the car for the portfolio you gave me now. Then I’ll handle her.”

“I know you will,” she reassured me. “So, tell me, how are the guys? I heard the pack joined Beckett as well.”

“They’re nice,” I said easily, and by some small miracle I managed to keep my voice casual.

“Aren’t they so down to earth for billionaires?” she laughed. “They seemed so normal when I first met them.”

“Excuse me? Billionaires?”

“Girl, they are the pack behind PackSense! That’s why we’re doing the scent blend party favors,” she explained. “I just hoped that wasn’t just them trying to impress me.”

“They’ve been great actually. I could see us being easy friends,” I promised.

“Good, because Beckett, well, I guess all of them now, is staying for the weekend, too, to help in case you need any heavy lifting, and really, to keep you safe. I didn’t like you being alone and Nolan reassured me that he was already there for that reason.”

“We’ll be fine. Promise. I’ll call if I need anything but I have to go before she freaks out again.”

“Put her in her place, Grace,” she said before saying a quick goodbye and hanging up.

When I got back to the lobby they weren’t around and neither was she, so I slipped out to the car to grab the portfolio, finding the guys talking to her outside.

From the scowls on their faces, she was causing more issues.

“What’s the issue now?” I asked, my frustration making my voice even sharper this time.

She turned around, face red, ready for a fight.

“Lisa here is saying that we are in charge of compiling the centerpieces and favors because they are not authorized to handle chemicals,” Beck said. “We were simply told to deliver it. Nolan said your team already agreed.”

“Whatever was agreed on was by a former employee who was let go and this is not part of our contract,” she said, standing firm.

“Then we’ll handle them tonight, we’re here anyway. Do you think you guys can manage to clear us a space to use and store them like they agreed on?” I challenged.

She looked taken aback that I was problem solving, but nodded. “That will be fine. We have a conference room inside. I’ll make sure it’s ready.”

Lisa practically ran back inside and we all watched her go, shocked by her attitude.

“For a top wedding venue this is not going well,” Beck said as he pulled out his phone. Spencer stopped him by grabbing it.

“Wait. You know if you call Nolan it’s going to set off a whole disaster. We can handle this, like Grace said. We’re here for the weekend anyway. No need to bring more people here early.”

Beck’s dark eyes trailed over to me and I gave an encouraging smile. “Plus, apparently, you are some hot-shot scent dealers. Show me your fancy scent beads,” I teased.

“Ha!” Cade shouted, starling us all. He did a little shimmy in place before taking my hand and twirling me in a circle. “I told them you didn’t know who we were. If this was a bet, I won.”

“Well, it wasn’t, so you win nothing,” Beck said in a dry tone that had me laughing.

“You win a night sorting scent beads with me, lucky you,” I shot back as I booped him on the nose.

Cade buried his face in my neck, running his nose over my skin and marking me like he’s done at least five times since we met. “I’m going to make the perfect scent just for you to complement your natural one.”

“Oh, pack omega perks are already starting?” I said. “Sign me up. This omega isn’t afraid of being spoiled rotten. I’ve waited for you long enough. Just be prepared to be smothered. I’m clingy.”

There was a hint of vulnerability but not one of them called me on it.

“Except for this week,” Beck added. That took the steam right out of me and I deflated, a frown forming on my lips.

He was right. How the hell was I going to pretend we were just friends? Touching them and flirting was too easy.

“That doesn’t exist this weekend except when doors are closed,” Spencer said firmly, not letting the mood take a sad turn.

“You’re right. Let’s get this meeting over with, because I’m starving.”

Of course, Lisa was nowhere to be found, but the receptionist was a breath of fresh air.

“Lisa said you need the conference room,” she said with a smile. “I’m Ally. Follow me and I’ll get you set up. And if you need anything don’t hesitate to reach out. Hailey’s main planner is Darcy and she said to help with whatever I can.”

“Tell me, Ally. Why is Lisa working with us? Is she on Hailey’s team?”

She winced. It was subtle, but I saw it before she put on her smile again, though it didn’t reach her eyes.

“She’s one of our planners. Lisa replaced our beta who is out on maternity leave,” she admitted.

“I’d like her removed from Hailey’s wedding. She has been combative, disrespectful, and frankly, if you weren’t so great I’d have half a mind to have my sister move this wedding completely. So, if you could pass that on to whoever is above her, I’d appreciate it.”

“Oh, of course,” she said. I could tell with the way her eyes lit up that this woman lived for gossip.

“I’d also love a list of delivery options,” Beck added. “We’re going to need fuel.”

“Our chef is here for you, and probably bored at the moment, he can make just about anything,” she promised. “I’ll bring in a menu and have him stop by in fifteen to take your orders.”

With that we were left to carry in the boxes and get started. It seemed me and these mason jars had to go another round.

Maybe Hailey would let me smash them like a rage room when this was all said and done.

Grace

There’s nothing inherently sexy about making scent pouches. In fact, the outside smells should have been a turn off.

Yet, here I was, thirsting after my pack. Their arm muscles were flexing as they tore open boxes and pulled out buckets of scent beads.

Their eyes continued to lock onto me at every opportunity, as if they couldn’t stop themselves.

Beck was the worst. His stare was loaded, a dark look full of heat. He wanted to devour me and it was very clear if I wasn’t holding back, he wouldn’t be, either.

It made me feel in control, but I kind of hated it.

I wanted to give in. To trust they wouldn’t leave like he did. I knew it was petty to hold onto old grudges, but the way my high school sweetheart left me behind and never looked back, hurt. Our scents were compatible, though nothing like this.

God, I was pathetic.

Needing a voice of reason, I pulled out my phone and clicked on my text thread with Sidney. She was one of my best friends, and would be the one to keep my secret the best. She knew nothing of my past, so I kept it that way. It felt too silly to talk about all these years later.

Grace: SOS! S! O! S!

Sidney: What’s going on? You’ve got my attention.

Grace: I found them.

Sidney: Wait? THEM?! Like, your pack???

Sidney: How is this an SOS situation?

Grace: Okay this STAYS between us. Agreed?

Sidney: You know I won’t share if you don’t want me to. And neither will the guys.

I knew texting a packed up omega meant the whole pack would be in on it.

Grace: The alpha is Hailey’s groom’s brother. If that doesn't sound complicated, I don’t know what is.

Grace: Oh, and the two betas are his best friends, also groomsmen in this wedding.

Sidney: And this is a problem, why? Hailey will be excited for you.

Grace: She would. But I can’t do it. I told them it stays a secret until after the wedding. Hailey deserves this time to shine.

Sidney: Of course, she does, but how is this taking away from Hailey? You aren’t having a shotgun wedding.

Grace: You don’t know my family, Sid. They’re insane and are forever ruining our moments. Graduation for Hailey? My aunt had to announce a pregnancy. My sweet sixteen, my cousin won some stupid school award and they made a huge production out of it.

Sidney: What assholes.

Grace: I got a promotion at work I worked my ass off for, we went out to celebrate and my dad had to announce his and they acted like mine was just a little thing, no big deal.

Grace: We couldn’t celebrate anything. I won’t do this to her.

Sidney: I hate to say I agree, but I get it now. What do you need me to do other than keep my mouth shut?

Grace: Well, we’re all four here alone for the weekend. Tell me to keep out of their fucking bed.

Sidney: HAHAHAHAHA

Sidney: Absolutely not. Fuck them. Blow their minds, let them blow out your back, then make them PINE for you this week. Then when you come back together it’ll be explosive. So. Many. Orgasms.

Grace: This is such a bad idea. I’m about to lay myself out on this table for them. They’re making me so fucking horny.

Sidney: That’s the pack bond. The moment my scent finally kicked in, it was over.

Grace: Ugh, I hate the idea of doing this, letting them in, then staying away. Plus, we have to figure out melding our lives together.

Sidney: You know your heart best, Grace. Do only what you feel comfortable with. And the rest will fall in place. It always does.

Sidney: But really, fuck them Grace. You’ve waited long enough.

With a huff I tossed my phone in my bag, not realizing they were watching me this closely.

Three sets of eyes were locked on me. Beck’s eyebrow rose.

“Care to share with the class?”

I groaned. “No?”

“That wasn’t very convincing, muse. Are you still conflicted over this whole secret thing? Because I could convince you right here on this table it’s a bad idea,” Cade offered. His tongue swept over his full bottom lip and a pulse of heat went straight to my core.

Their nostrils flared as my arousal made my scent sweeter. I shifted in my chair, trying to hide it, but they knew damn well.

“Why deny yourself, sweetheart?”

“Why is everyone encouraging me to fuck you?” I grumbled, making them all laugh.

Spencer leaned forward, those warm, brown eyes capturing me and locking me in place. My pulse quickened as I waited for him to speak.

“Who else are you discussing this with, freckles? Is this you telling us that you want this just as bad as we do?”

“W-we have a job to do,” I argued weakly. “Let’s focus on this.”

“That works for me,” Beck said with a smug smile. “Dinner will be here soon and you should eat to keep your energy up. We plan to worship you this entire weekend.”

“If you let us,” Spencer tacked on, glaring at his alpha.

Fuck, I wanted it. More than I’d ever wanted anything.

“Are you wet for us, Grace? Soaking through that dress, painting your thighs in slick?” Beck asked. His voice was deeper now. The husky lust mixing with his usual tone.

The effect was pure fucking sex appeal.

“So, where are the pouches we’re filling?” I choked out as my entire body flushed and my slick did just as he predicted. Damn alphas. “Do we just mix the scent beads and fill them up?”

“We better take showers after. I hate that these things are masking her scent,” Cade muttered as they popped open the tubs and started pouring the different colored beads in a giant bin, mixing them together and pulling out several scoops that had a narrow end to fill the bags easier.

It was a mix of sandalwood, subtle florals, and a hint of raspberry and vanilla. Hailey and Nolan’s mixed scent.

“Let’s start with the centerpieces, then we can move onto pouches,” Spencer said. He was taking over now, showing that he had an attention to detail.

They brought in the four boxes of mason jars, refusing to let me help carry them. Instead, I pulled out the jars, lining the table in them with lids stacked in the empty box.

I eyed the jars, then the tub of beads.

“I think she got too big of jars,” I said with a frown. “It would take three of those tubs to fill them.”

“Nah, there’s ways around that,” Cade said easily, grabbing some styrofoam cylinders they brought and sliding them into the jars. It filled most of the jar, leaving a small space on the edges and at the top the beads would easily fill.

“Should I be concerned you guys are better at design than I am?”

“No,” Cade laughed. “We use these in our displays sometimes. Nolan asked if we could bring them for the jars Hailey picked out.”

“This is why I stick to digital design,” I said, taking the jar and a scoop and starting to fill it. For now they’d be locked in with lids, then day of we’d add the mesh tops over the jars to let the scent out.

They wanted the wedding all about them and this was going to be the perfect way to showcase their bond.

Then I thought of my family and sighed. “We should mention something to them about scent-blocking spray party favors. They can put them at the door so no one ruins the vibe. I know my family, they will try.”

“Really?” Spencer asked. “Why would they do that?”

“Let’s just say we have a dysfunctional family,” I said, shaking my head. “They’ll do everything they can to ruin this. I’m going to be so stressed trying to keep them from fucking it up as it is.”

Understanding dawned on all three of them.

“That’s why the secrets?” Beck guessed. “Not just the spotlight but because they’ll cause even more problems if we show our new bond?”

“It is.” Their gazes were softer now. They weren’t just overly sexy, these men were thoughtful and understanding. They weren’t pushing me more than I could take and I knew I could trust them to keep our secret for mine and my sister’s sake.

“We’ve got you, Grace. We’ll keep the secret even if it’s going to be pure torture. Just make sure your room is next to ours,” Beck said. “Secrets aside, you are our mate and we want to keep you safe, too.”

“Okay,” I said, tucking my bottom lip between my teeth as I fought off the flush spreading over my cheeks and neck.

Despite my reservations, I liked their attention. They were full of stray looks and soft touches, easily working me up without even trying.

Though, from the flush in their own cheeks and eyes full of lust, they felt the same.

Maybe I could give in.

It wouldn’t change the secret we’d have to keep, but it would give me something to hold onto, and something even more to look forward to after it was all said and done.

“Take me upstairs,” I said, my voice calm and steady despite the nerves rushing through me. My pulse was pounding in my ears and my body was aching for their touch.

I needed this.

Now.

There was no hesitation as Beck circled the table and threw me over his shoulders, taking me up the stairs two at a time. Excitement thrummed in my veins as my laughter trailed behind us.

He didn’t put me down until we were standing in the large bathroom. Spencer stripped down until he was naked and stepped in to set the water.

My mouth watered at the sight of him. He was lean and strong, a golden dusting of hair dancing down his torso and leading right to a thick cock that made me want to drop to my knees. He was huge, even without a knot.

Fate was honestly a girl’s girl.

When I started to drop to my knees, Beck stopped me.

“Not yet, omega. Let him get the water turned on then you can have a taste.” His voice was a low whisper in my ear but Spencer’s lips tipped up in the corner and red seeped into his cheeks.

My eyes were glued to his cock, moaning softly at the sight of precum leaking from the end at just the mention of what I wanted to do.

“She’s feral for you, beta,” Beck told him. “You better hurry.”

“It’s ready,” Spencer said as water sprayed from the shower heads. They spanned the ceiling and down the back wall to accommodate more than one person.

“Fuck, this looks like heaven,” I said as I stepped in, eyes drifting closed as warmth surrounded me from all sides.

“Someone better call our contractor in the morning,” Cade joked.

I frowned at that. Where did they even live?

It was a cold shock amidst the heat of the moment.

Not one to miss anything, Beck was there again, pressing himself to my back.

“Don’t slip away from us, sweetheart. The details can come later,” he purred in my ear, the deep rumble soothing enough I relaxed against him. “Open those eyes and look at your beta. He’s waiting for you.”

My eyes snapped open again to see Spencer slowly stroking his cock. His eyes were half-lidded as he watched me.

This time I didn’t stop to overthink it as I tore off my dress and walked forward. His skin was red from the steam and his scent was even sharper here. Tart cherry, tangy blue raspberry, a hint of lemon and sugar, and a frosty musk that had my eyes rolling back and warmth rushing through me.

In all my life, I had never wanted anyone more. No, needed, anyone more than I did in this moment.

Stopping in front of Spencer, I felt bold and unashamed. Even more important, I felt in control.

“Fuck, you’re so damn perfect, freckles. I knew these trailed where I couldn’t see,” he teased, fingers ghosting over the small marks dotting my skin from head to toes.

“Let’s see if you taste as mouthwatering as you smell,” I said back as I dropped to my knees at his feet.

His head dipped down to follow me, lips parting slightly on a shocked gasp. I swear not one of them was breathing as I wrapped my fingers around the base of his long cock, stroking him slowly as I peeked up under my lashes.

Was I playing it up to drive him crazy? Oh, absolutely.

My tongue darted out to lap up the bead of precum on his tip, humming at the sweet and tart taste that absolutely matched his scent. I had never liked giving blow jobs before. Something about putting my mouth on the alphas and betas in my past, not knowing if I could trust them to read me and not overwhelm me, had me holding back.

But as I looked up at Spencer, I knew he would never push me too far. They all watched me far too closely for that.

The low groans coming out of him were everything. Each one turning me on more and more so I was dripping down my legs and desperate.

“Omega, you have to stop. I’m going to come,” he protested. I didn’t bother to listen, instead swallowing him, my throat constricting around his cock before I was pulling back and pushing forward, doing it all over again.

I set a pace that stole my breath but made his hands tighten in my curls, my name falling from his lips in a desperate plea.

I’d unravelled this calm and in control beta. Made him mine.

Grace

“Enough,” Beck protested as I pulled away, poor Spencer nearly collapsing against the shower wall.

My alpha helped wash the scent beads off of me before he was drying me off just as carefully.

Then I was being carried again, swept up in the strong arms of an alpha before he laid me out on his bed. My legs fell open as my fingers toyed over my full breasts, needing some relief.

I loved that there was no space here for hesitation or shyness. Their looks of adoration, lust, and longing made sure that I focused only on them.

“Fuck, so damn perfect, omega. Look at that tight, wet, little pussy. You’re going to take your alpha and betas so beautifully, aren’t you?”

“Yes,” I whimpered as I stroked my fingers down my abdomen, seeking out relief when they made no move to help.

“Fuck this,” Cade groaned as he tore his own towel off, having taken the quickest shower while I was distracted with Spencer. His skin was pale and freckled like mine, the intricate weaving of ink and pops of color on his skin were gorgeous.

Then he was diving onto the bed, his face settling between my thighs. He wasn’t as controlled as the others. There was no hesitation as his mouth latched onto me, sucking hard on my clit as his fingers teased into my core.

“Yes,” I gasped, my fingers tightening in his copper hair as my head fell back against the soft comforter.

He was pure chaos as he licked and sucked at me, teasing and desperate, yet nothing was quite enough.

I think he knew that.

He was making me feel good but didn’t want it over yet if the low chuckle was anything to go by.

“Be patient, sweetheart. He’s going to make you feel so good,” Beck husked. My eyes slipped open to watch him take off his suit piece by piece, tossing it over the chair.

When he was finally bare, all I could do was stare. This man was a broad wall of alpha muscles. His hair was dark and so was the trail that led down to his massive cock. The knot was already showing interest.

His big hands were holding his cock, as if putting it on display for me. A smile teased over my lips but it was torn away as Cade bit down on my clit, curling the two fingers he’d sunk into my core.

“Fuck,” I cursed, trying to get away at the overwhelming orgasm that was hitting me. My muscles were tight, pleasure bursting from my center and coursing through me.

“No, you don’t,” Cade chuckled, holding me in place with his hands as he continued to tease my clit. When he slid a third finger into my core, I came again. My body was holding onto him tight, rippling around him as he fucked me with his hand, thumb brushing my clit with each stroke so he could watch me unravel.

“You come so fucking beautifully,” Beck praised. He and Spencer were watching me, standing over the bed like guards as their packmate ate me out like a fucking mad man.

When he finally gave one last teasing swipe of his tongue over my center, he leaned back with a satisfied smile on his face.

“You taste fucking delicious, muse. I could eat you out for breakfast every fucking day. So, that’s something to look forward to,” he teased.

“Why don’t you slide into her, tell me how fucking good that pussy feels,” Beck ordered, more than offered. He was backing away slowly, leaving the shower door open so he could wash the scent away but didn’t lose sight of us.

“Afraid to take me yourself, alpha?” I questioned. It was stupid, but the fact he hadn’t touched me yet had my omega worried, unsettled.

He smirked. “Not at all, sweetheart. But the moment I have you, I won’t give you up. This way I get to see them devour you, fuck you and stretch you, then I get to have my fill. I hope you have no plans of sleeping tonight.”

I groaned as Cade thrust forward, his hips slamming into my thighs as he filled me. It had been so long since I’d had sex that my body stretched around him, the slight sting easily soothed by a few gentle strokes.

“Better?” he asked gently, soft fingers teasing over my cheek as he watched me with those pale blue eyes of his.

He must have seen the confusion on my face.

“You looked uncomfortable.”

“It’s… uh, been a while,” I admitted. “Thank you.”

“Don’t thank me for being decent,” he said. “This is why your alpha waited, muse. He wants it to feel good when he stretches you around his knot.”

With that, he lifted my hips and snapped his hips forward, hitting deeper. My breasts were bouncing with each thrust, mouth hanging open as I gasped for air.

It felt so fucking good. The kind of pleasure that builds with every touch or taste until you’re so overwhelmed you can’t take it.

Then you take more.

Because these men were hellbent on making sure I couldn’t walk in the morning.

I never considered if I liked dirty talk before. But the way they praised me, worshiped me, and told me how good I felt, had my ego growing more and more.

“Just like that,” Cade soothed as he pushed my legs to my chest, picking up his pace so he was ramming me into the mattress.

My body was so sensitive that each stroke had me quaking under him, legs shaking in his hold.

“Come for me, muse. Let me feel you tighten around me, suck me in and milk this cock for everything I can give you,” Cade begged. His voice was hoarse now as he pleaded for me to come.

Spencer moved forward, his fingers sliding between us to stroke my clit as his packmate fucked me.

Having so much attention on me at once had my omega melting.

They were right. This weekend was going to fucking wreck me. I wouldn’t be able to think of anything else as the countdown to the wedding started.

My body lost the battle. This time my orgasm was an unrelenting wave that crashed through me. A loud moan filled the air, a mix of both of our voices as we came. My body did as he requested, clenching around him until he was gasping for air and his grip tightening on my thighs.

I could feel his cum fill me, leaking out around us and dripping obscenely on the mattress below.

Our scents were so strong now, the sweet mint and tea of mine, mixed with his and an undertone of my sweet slick.

Cade’s was pineapple nectar, fresh mango, toasted coconut and cream, and a hint of amber. It was tropical, full of sunshine and pure sex, was intoxicating.

I felt drunk on pleasure and him, breathing him in as our bodies calmed. My beta pulled out of me and kept my legs spread, watching as his cum dripped out of me.

“Fuck,” Beck husked, both him and Spencer moving in closer to watch. “And we’re just getting started. I think she can take more, Spence.”

“Fucking gladly,” Spencer groaned as he moved. “Present for me, omega. Show your pack how good your ass and pussy look spread out for us to claim.”

I was eager to please them, moving on instinct more than anything as I got on my knees and spread my legs before pushing my face and arms into the mattress. My omega was so fucking happy. This is what she wanted, what being an omega was about.

The cool air made me shiver as it ghosted over my exposed body that was wet with our combined releases.

Spencer’s hands massaged over my ass, squeezing the flesh there and spreading me open so he could see everything.

My first instinct was to hide, to squirm away so he couldn’t see my most intimate parts, but I knew they wouldn’t allow that.

And I didn’t want to hide. They were mine, even if I couldn’t shout it from the rooftops yet.

Spencer swirled his fingers through my wet pussy, gathering my slick and cum before teasing it over my ass. I whimpered, trying to tense but a soothing hand from Cade on my back had me breathing through it.

He pressed inside. Just the tip of his fingers breaching though the tight muscle. It was intense, but not bad.

“At some point, we’ll work you up to taking us here, too. Being filled at both ends and that warm mouth of yours. The whole pack claiming their omega, pumping her full of our cum,” Spencer said in a low, confident tone that said not if, but when.

He was certain.

Then he was slowly sliding into me, the angle letting him sink deep. Feeling them claim me, no barrier between us, was enough to make my omega purr in my chest.

“That’s new,” Spencer said, giving my ass a squeeze. “I’ve never had an omega purr around my cock but I fucking love it.”

My purr turned into a possessive growl at the mention of any other sex partners.

“Mine,” I bit out.

“Yes, omega. Just yours,” he promised as he fucked me into the mattress, making sure I knew that I was theirs and only theirs. That they owned me now, from the inside out.

The rest would have to come later.

“Touch yourself, Grace. Show me how you touch that sweet little pussy of yours,” Beck ordered. He was still standing back, watching his packmates claim me thoroughly, biding his time.

All he had was lazy, slow strokes of his hand.

“Yes, alpha,” I breathed out as my hand slid under my body, seeking out my swollen clit. The first touch was enough for me to jolt. That had Spencer snapping his hips forward, burying himself in me again as he draped over me.

It was dirty and possessive. Fuck, they were so fucking good to me.

My fingers moved easily over my slick clit, teasing it in frantic strokes as my beta fucked me hard and fast.

When I came this time, I could only scream. It was too much, I was far too sensitive now.

He came with me, slamming in one last time and holding himself as deep as he could get, pumping me full of his seed.

Spencer stayed there, holding me down with his weight and refusing to let go.

When Beck cleared his throat, my beta finally released me.

Again, they stood there, watching as my swollen pussy leaked their cum.

“God, she’s fucking gorgeous,” Spencer groaned as he pushed his fingers into me, as if he could plug me up with their cum.

The strokes were lazy, but forceful, each one making my body shake.

“I need to see her come like this. Don’t move, muse.”

Cade’s words were followed by someone’s fingers finding my clit again.

“I can’t,” I whimpered, even as my hips rocked and my legs spread further for them.

“You will,” Beck promised. “More than once, sweetheart. Show us how your pussy flutters for us. Then I’ll plug you with my knot.”

The sound my pussy made as they slid their fingers through our combined cum was downright sinful. My chest was rising and falling rapidly as my body lost control.

“Yes, alpha,” I cried out as Cade brought me right to the edge and shoved me over it. My orgasm was a white hot heat that curled through me, my body tense and quaking as I somehow came again.

Their combined moans had a smile fighting through the overwhelming intensity.

Before I was even done coming for them, Beck had picked me up and deposited me on his chest so I was straddling him as he laid on the bed. It was so sudden it took me a second to orient myself.

“Fuck yourself on me, omega. Impale yourself on my thick cock and let me split that tight pussy open.”

“Yes, alpha,” I found myself saying again as I lifted up and rocked back, holding his cock in one hand and bracing myself with the other before I lined him up and sank down.

I took it slow, dropping only a little at a time as my body burned with the stretch, even after all they’d given me. I was wet enough to take him, but even then, Beck was an alpha. His cock was thick and long, the knot only making it a tighter fit.

“This is why they took you first, made sure you could handle this,” he encouraged. “And look at you, so fucking hot and tight around me.”

His voice was strained, quavering as he spoke to me.

He didn’t tell me to move, but when I was finally fully sitting on him, I needed some relief, to move.

My movements were slow at first, grinding my clit down on him before rising up and dropping back down.

I thought I was done coming for them, but when I ground my clit on him over and over I could feel it building all over again.

“So fucking good,” I moaned as I rode my alpha.

His knot was already swelling. He’d watched them fuck me and now it was his turn.

When I couldn’t keep up, my alpha took over. With firm hands wrapped around my waist he lifted me before slamming me back down onto his cock, over and over.

He was fucking me now, snapping his hips up as he shoved his knot deeper with each thrust until it was swelling again, pushing against my inner walls.

But he was right. My body was made for this.

For them.

He fit perfectly, my body stretching to accommodate the size of his cock and knot, filling every empty space I had until it was almost painful. His thrusts were shallow as he pushed his knot deeper and deeper.

It was pure bliss. They were filling my body and my senses, all I could think of or feel was them.

“So, fucking perfect, omega. Now you’re truly ours.”

Grace

Reality was a bitch. The moment I woke up, the implications of what we had done were piling on me.

There was no way I was going to be able to hide our connection, not now that I knew what they looked like when they came, what they smelled like, the dirty words they whispered to me.

“Oh God,” I muttered, forcing myself out of bed, shaking my hands out before gathering all my things. I barely made it to the door when someone’s voice cut in.

“Why are you escaping, little muse?” Cade seemed amused, but a little worried, too.

“Oh God, oh God,” I said, dropping the stuff and starting to pace. It was getting hard to breathe.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa,” Cade called out, the alarm in his voice cluing the others in. Suddenly, I had all three of them bolting up and rushing toward me.

Beck tried to stop me from walking, but I was too far in my head, muttering to myself.

“What have I done? This is not going to go well. They’re all going to find out, and I’m going to be just as bad as everyone else. Then you guys are going to leave me.”

“Enough!” my alpha’s bark was enough to cut off my words, but not my panic. My eyes were wide as I stared up at him.

“Do you regret last night? Do you regret us?” His blunt words had me shaking my head.

“What? No!” I argued, incredulous at what he was implying. “That was the best night of my fucking life, Beck. But that doesn’t change the fact that now I have to pretend like I don’t even know you, when I’d much rather you steal me away to the coat closet and fuck me senseless. How is that going to make this week go well?”

A smirk played across his lips as he leaned against the wall, crossing his arms and staring me down.

“Good to know we’ve ruined you for anyone else, because there will be no one else,” he confirmed. “And we’re not going anywhere. Don’t think I missed that comment.”

“See, that’s half the problem. I don’t care if my cousins are packed up, there’s no way they’re not going to flirt with you. How am I supposed to keep my hands to myself instead of throat-punching my own family?”

Now Spencer was trying not to laugh.

I threw up my hands and kept pacing. “I’m so glad this is funny to you three.”

“In my defense, I haven’t laughed yet,” Cade corrected me, but he looked seconds away from laughing. “Our plan is already in place, little muse. There’s no reason to start doubting yourself now.”

“They’re going to smell you guys on me.”

“Look, I’ll just offer you my suit jacket once in a while, and then it’ll make sense that my scent is on you if anybody catches it. I’ll do it in public so everyone sees,” Beck said.

“Plus, didn’t we talk about handing out scent blockers at the door and making it known that all products in the cabins are scent-blocking?” Spencer added.

They were so relaxed, sitting there in just their boxers, no shirts on, watching me unravel before their eyes.

It was only then that I realized I was naked, my clothes forgotten on the floor, so I had just been pacing like a ranting fool, completely bare.

I groaned and attempted to cover myself, but Beck rushed forward and caught my arms.

“Oh no, don’t start hiding on us now. We were loving the show, sweetheart.”

“You guys are insufferable,” I argued, but it was followed by my own laughter this time.

“Let me just show you how insufferable we can be,” he said, scooping me up and tossing me back on the bed. “Clearly, we didn’t do a good enough job at stress relief last night.”

“Haven’t you been listening?” I shot back. “The job you did last night was half the problem.”

“Nope. I think we could do a little better than last night,” Beck said as he moved lower, trailing his mouth over my torso and then swiping his tongue through my already wet pussy.

I swear I just existed that way around these men. No matter what they said or did, my body reacted.

“The rest of the wedding party shows up, tomorrow,” I reminded them. “We don't have time for… OH!”

I cut off as he slid two fingers inside of me. Spencer and Cade joined then. Spencer’s mouth latched onto one nipple, Cade the other, their mouths two different levels of intensity that only helped Beck work me up.

“Come for us. Then we’ll clean up and have breakfast,” Beck rumbled before he sucked on my clit, his fingers curling forward slightly as he pumped them in and out of me.

All panic and thoughts fell from my head, leaving me with only a blissful smile as I came undone for my pack.

“You can’t fix every freakout with orgasms,” I grumbled half-heartedly as they pulled away, all looking far too proud of themselves.

“Oh, I think we can,” Beck argued.

“Can I ask you something that might be a little… weird?” That had them all perking up.

“I can’t wait to see where this one is going,” Cade said, his smile lighting up his face and stealing away any lingering grogginess from the abrupt wakeup.

“Will you three jack off for me? I want you to come on me. My omega is dying to have you all mark me that way,” I admitted, covering my eyes.

Their silence had me cringing. Clearly, it was weird. But my omega was feral now, needing marked in a way we couldn’t just cover up, we’d know it was there.

When they still said nothing, I was ready to try and fix it. “You know what, ignore me, pretend I didn’t say anything.”

“Oh no, sweetheart, we were waiting for you to open those pretty blue eyes,” Beck corrected me. I forced myself to look at them, only to find they all hovered over me, cocks already in hand.

Now that I was watching, they started to stroke. There was such a contrast how each handled themselves, and I found it both fascinating, and sexy. Cade’s movements were quick, and harsh. Beck’s controlled with a slight twist at the end, and finally Spencer’s movements were slow and methodical.

I was practically panting as I stared at their hands and cocks, waiting for one of them to erupt.

Cade let out a low groan, his head falling back for a brief moment. He picked up the pace and then tensed, forcing his eyes to lock onto me.

“Touch yourself, Grace. Come with us,” he ordered. That was an order I didn’t hesitate to follow. I was already wet and dripping from Beck’s mouth and my earlier orgasm, my fingers easily sliding around my clit as I rubbed it, setting a pace that had me whimpering as I watched them.

Cade’s breath caught, my only warning before hot ropes of cum hit my stomach and breasts, painting over them in streaks. I scooped up some of his cum, using it as lube as I frantically teased my clit, needing that release now that they were losing control.

Then Beck growled, his cum hitting my chin and lips before joining the beta’s cum on my chest. I swiped my tongue out, groaning at the flavor of my alpha.

Finally, Spencer joined last, as calm and in control as always. His eyes were darker than ever as his breath caught and his cum joined the others.

That was all I could do to hold back, my orgasm washing through me with a molten intensity. It swirled through my limbs and had my toes curling and a moan escaping.

I moved my hand upward, fingers trailing through their releases, mixing them together as my omega danced in their combined scents.

“Our omega looks good like this,” Beck husked as he stared at me, watching almost as intently as I just watched them.

“I don’t know how you thought we wouldn’t enjoy that,” Cade groaned. “I’m almost as feral as the alpha now.”

“But, we’re out of time,” I said, forcing myself to stand up and head for the bathroom. I should go back to my room, make sure no one could see us, but I wasn’t walking out there naked and covered in cum.

Unluckily for them, I locked them out of their bathroom, cleaning myself up but leaving the remnants of their cum.

If I let them in, I knew we’d get caught up again. We’d already taken more time than I intended and I didn’t want my sister calling and checking in with me having zero updates.

Thankfully, they were staying in a suite, which meant there was more than one bathroom. The others showered quickly, so we were heading down to the dining room half an hour later, far more put together than before I showered.

The chef himself came out to get our drink orders and discuss the menu. It was kind of nice that not everyone at this venue was a mess.

I was starving, and there was no way I was about to hold back. I also wanted to know what he made best so I had some recommendations for Hailey.

“We’re supposed to be visiting for the bride and groom that will be here Monday. I’d love to have some recommendations to give her, so if you could tell me your favorite thing to cook on the menu, I’ll take that for breakfast, as long as it also has a side of bacon.”

“Oh, I like your style,” the chef complimented. It wasn’t like the alpha was flirting with me, but of course, I felt Beck’s leg press into mine. I was grateful he was keeping to our deal, making sure prying eyes couldn’t make sense of what we were doing here.

“What about coffee?” Cade prompted. “Or, are you more of a tea-in-the-morning kind of girl?”

“Definitely coffee, but I like mine sweet,” I told the chef. He nodded, made a note, and turned to the guys, starting with Spencer.

My beta was ready. “Actually, I’m going to overstep here. I’d love for us all to have different dishes, some of the best you have, so we can take photos to send to the couple.”

My chest warmed at the fact that he was making things easier on me. They were so attentive, and we just met. I couldn’t imagine what spending my life with them would be like.

“Not overstepping,” Beck said, nodding once in approval. “That’s perfect.”

“Oh, you make my job too easy,” the chef teased. “How about coffees for the rest of you?”

“Black coffee for me,” Beck answered. I expected nothing less, though I wrinkled my nose at him, making him chuckle.

“Green tea, if you have it,” Spencer answered, a small smile on his face as he winked at me.

“Give me what she has,” Cade added. “She’s not the only one with a sweet tooth.”

Thankfully, nothing they said was out of the ordinary.

Over the top? Sure.

We looked like a pack, but we would have, whether we were mates or not, with one omega, two betas, and an alpha. Thankfully, everyone knew why we were here and what we were doing.

“You think Wedding Planner Barbie’s going to show her face again today?” Spencer asked as the chef went off to the kitchen.

“She better not. I made it very clear I wanted her nowhere near the wedding, and Hailey backed me up on that. I can’t believe she called her before we even got out of the water.”

I rolled my eyes, still annoyed, though I wasn’t going to let one bad wedding planner taint the weekend.

“I’m going to walk around the venue today, take some pictures after we do the centerpieces. We got a good chunk done yesterday, so we shouldn’t have much left.”

“At this point, it’s just finishing about half the centerpieces and bagging up the party favors. What about the scent blockers? I haven’t seen anything about them yet.”

“The wedding team is supposed to ensure those bags end up in everyone’s suites. They’ll have scent-blocking soaps, sprays, deodorants, and sunblock since we’ll be out in the sun all week.”

“Perfect. Then I don’t think there’s too much for us to do outside of taking pictures and wrapping things up.”

“Then the real fun starts tomorrow,” I said. “Just wait until you meet my family, you’ll be wanting to run for the hills. You’ll regret this ever happened.”

“Oh, freckles, we could never regret you,” Spencer said, his voice so serious it made my chest ache.

I always imagined being at the center of a pack like this, with men so sweet, yet commanding, the kind that made me feel as good as I hopefully made them feel.

And here they were, proving that they were all worth the wait.

Grace

The afternoon sun glinted over the lake, casting a warm glow on the glassy surface. There was a soft breeze blowing in, taking away some of the summer heat. It was so peaceful out here, quiet, that it reminded me of home.

I held up my phone and snapped a couple more pictures before turning towards the lodge and doing the same. It started ringing, my sister’s ringtone startling in the quiet evening.

“Hell—” I start to get the greeting out, but I was quickly cut off by her frantic voice.

“Grace, I just needed to give you a heads up. Apparently, Bianca just couldn’t wait to get down there, and apparently, things with her mates are rocky right now. I’m frantically trying to pack, and I’m heading to you, but so is she. I’m not sure who’s going to get there first.”

“Why does she think she can just change her lodging? She doesn’t even have a room here tonight. In fact, Beck bought out all the rooms to give us space to work. They’re just going to tell her there’s no vacancy.”

“Oh my god, you better tell him to stick to his word. Go find him right now while I’m on the phone. I’ll talk to him.”

Trying not to get frustrated, I rushed inside, searching him out. All three of my men were finishing up scent pouches in the conference room. They started to say something but I clicked my phone on speaker and held it out.

“Alright, Hailey, you’re on speaker. The groomsmen are here.”

“So, Beck, I hear you bought out the whole place for the weekend. My cousin Bianca is trying to come early. Stick to it. Don’t share any of those rooms. She can go find a hotel in town for the night. I’m sure we’ll hear all about it, but lord, I just want to stick it to her one time before I have to deal with her bullshit all week.”

“Whatever you need,” he promised easily. “We’ve got things to finish up anyway, we don’t need her here right now getting in the way.”

“Are you still coming early, too, then?” I asked, trying to keep my voice neutral.

That had all the guys’ attention. They were all staring at the phone now, waiting for her response. She let out a sigh that I knew meant she was staying with Nolan for the night.

My sister hated changing plans. She was too meticulous for that.

All I could feel was relief.

“No, I’ll stay here. It’s just you guys again for the last night. You can get whatever you need to get finished. Oh, and don’t forget to send me along the pictures you took. I appreciate you guys so much for putting together these center pieces and everything. It means a lot to me… to us,” she corrected.

“No problem. It’s been kind of nice to enjoy the peace and quiet out here,” I reassured her.

She snorted. “Like you don’t get that enough in Rockwood Valley already.”

“Yeah, yeah,” I muttered. “I’ll talk to you tomorrow. Love you, bye.”

I hung up quickly, not giving her a chance to go on another rant or hold me on the phone for another hour.

“Well, looks like we’ve got you to ourselves for one last night,” Spencer said, rubbing his hands together like he was already making plans.

My body was already sore from our night together but his words had my omega perking up. She was obviously insatiable for her pack.

Then I heard her voice.

Bianca’s nasally tone echoed into the room from the lobby, her voice rising higher with each word. I don’t think I’ve ever moved so fast, ducking under the conference table and hiding.

Beck scooted his chair back, looking down at me with a raised eyebrow. I just shook my head, refusing to speak and hiding behind the base of the table that obscured me from view.

“What do you mean I don’t have a room? I booked one!”

“Sorry, ma’am. You booked it for Monday through Sunday, not today.” The receptionist was holding firm and I had a new appreciation for the woman.

“You mean you don’t have a single room available in this entire place? There’s no one here!” she shrieked. “The parking lot was empty!”

“We cannot divulge guest information, ma’am,” the poor receptionist said, keeping her voice even despite my cousin acting like an all-out banshee.

“Surely, there’s someone I can talk to. Someone above your station?”

“She sounds like a downright peach, doesn’t she?” Cade said, the sarcasm dripping from his tone.

“She’s awful,” I hissed. “Why do you think we’re going through all this?”

Then I snapped my mouth shut, covering it with my hand, as heels echoed on the floor. Another seat of quick footsteps hurried after them as they approached the conference room.

“Ma’am, I asked you to stay at the front desk,” the receptionist said, her voice sharp this time. “You are not permitted back here. This is an employee-only hallway.”

“I don’t care!” she said. “Do you know how much money my family is paying for this venue for the week? Your superiors will be hearing about this.”

Who knew Bianca was such a Karen. Oh who am I kidding, she’s some of the worst.

“Yes, I’m very aware of our pricing, ma’am, but that does not permit you to come into employee-only areas,” she reiterated.

Someone needed to give this woman a raise. Her professionalism was unmatched.

There was a tense silence and I just knew that my cousin was craning her neck around the receptionist, trying to see into the conference room.

“Who are they?”

The interest in her voice had me curling my hands into fists. I just knew that Bianca and Celine would be trying to flirt with my mates. Beck’s foot shifted closer, resting firmly against me in silent reassurance.

“Who we are is none of your concern,” Spencer’s voice was sharp and cold. “I believe you were asked nicely to go back to the guest area, were you not?”

Bianca stuttered for a moment before letting out a huff, and then her heels were stomping away.

Beck cleared his throat to start. “I believe that I’ve already purchased the entire venue for the night. I do not intend to change that.”

“Perfect, that’s exactly what I was going to ask,” the receptionist said easily. “I’ll try to get her out of your hair as quickly as possible.”

Then she was heading back to the front. We had to listen to the screeching for another five minutes before the front door slammed, and the screaming of tires could be heard in the parking lot.

Only when it was safe did I crawl out from under the table.

“But you look so good down there,” Beck teased. I swatted playfully as I stood up.

“Well, you guys met the Wicked Witch of the West. Don’t worry, her sister, the Wicked Witch of the East, will be here tomorrow, too,” I said with a sigh as I collapsed into one of the empty chairs.

“Honestly, when you said your family was awful, I never could have pictured the sheer level of terrible that harpy was.”

“The way she was sticking her neck out, trying to see us, was hilarious,” Cade laughed. “Didn’t you say she was packed up?”

“Yes, and apparently things are rocky right now, so she’s going to be looking for validation elsewhere.”

“Not from us,” Beck said. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. We’ll be shutting down every single touch and flirty word they send our way.”

“Good,” I said on a growl. “I’d hate to have to put a rift in the family and ruin Hailey’s wedding because she touched you.”

“I kind of like you jealous,” Beck said. “It’ll make it that much sweeter when you get to lay your claim on us.”

“Honestly, if you guys could help me keep an ear out for them this week, I’d appreciate it. Don’t let them ruin this for Hailey and Nolan.”

“Why exactly are they invited if they’re this bad?”

“Because Hailey is a softy and a pushover, and I’m sure our mother expected nothing less. She didn’t even want a big wedding. It was their idea and she convinced herself it was hers, too.”

“What about you, little muse? How do you see your wedding going?”

“Nothing like this,” I said with a shudder. “Honestly, eloping never sounded so good. The big wedding, all the time leading up to it… everything sounds like a nightmare.”

“Honestly, I couldn’t agree more,” Spencer said. “I’m already exhausted, and nobody’s arrived yet but her.”

“Don’t worry, the whole brigade will be here tomorrow. They booked the venue for the whole week, which means any family that wanted to come was able to come early. And you know they’ll never turn down a free vacation.”

“That just means we’ll have to spend the evening taking advantage of our time alone,” Beck said. “How does a bonfire down by the lake sound?”

“It sounds perfect.”

Grace

The mood was somber as we sat around the campfire, the flames casting a warmth over the otherwise dark beach. Clouds rolled in late in the afternoon, only adding to the feeling of the evening.

Not one of us was ready for the bubble to burst, for our week of hiding to start.

They had been extra protective after Bianca showed up earlier, fingers brushing over my skin as they passed, sitting close enough that we touched. My touch starved omega soaked in every single moment of it.

Hell, even Beck had me in his lap now, my back resting against his chest as we stared at the flickering fire and the dark lake beyond. My fingers ran over his arm as he held me, a gentle rumbling purr vibrating against my back in response.

“This is not the mood that I want to end our amazing weekend on,” Spencer said with a sigh.

“What do you have in mind to fix it?” Cade asked as he looked up. He had a sketchpad open on his lap, the charcoal pencil skimming lightly over the pages. Every once in a while, he’d look up at me and Beck before glancing back down.

“I don’t know,” Spencer groaned and laid back, staring up at the star-filled sky. “But I don’t like this.”

“What’s the plan when the wedding is over?” I asked, curiosity winning out when I had no solution for our current problem.

Spencer ran a hand over his face as he thought it over. “After having to keep my hands to myself for a week, I’d love nothing more than to spend at least a few days locked away in our bedroom,” he admitted.

“I wouldn’t be opposed,” I agreed. I couldn’t seem to bring myself to ask the questions that mattered, so I deflected. “Tell me about your life. Your work and your home. What do you do to unwind, what’s your house like? Everything.”

“Well, you already know we’re city boys,” Beck chuckled, the rumble rolling through his chest and making me shiver. I liked the deep tone of his voice. It was soothing and was helping keep me relaxed.

“We’ve got an amazing loft out there,” Cade said, his mood perking up. I could see how much they loved their life and that terrified me. “The corner of the loft that I claimed as my art space has an amazing view overlooking the city.”

My heart sank with each word.

“What is it, sweetheart?” Beck asked, his hand running soothingly down my arm. I guess I wasn’t doing a great job at keeping my feelings to myself.

“You guys live in this amazing loft and have this successful company. You have this glamorous life that is completely foreign to me. I don’t fit into that equation.”

“You’ll fit right in,” Spencer reassured me, completely missing the true fear hiding between the lines.

“That’s not what she’s worried about,” Cade said as he studied me. “You mentioned earlier how much you liked it here, how it’s peaceful. Then your sister said something about it being like Rockwood Valley. That’s where you live, right?”

I chewed on my lip but nodded, trying to keep myself from blurting out that I couldn’t do what they wanted me to. Moving to the city sounded like my own personal hell. I’d been there and done that. I wanted to stay where I belonged.

“Are you worried that we won’t like where you live?” Beck asked. “I’m sure we’ll love it as much as we love this place. It’s you that matters.”

“I don’t think you guys are getting it. I have no intention of ever living in the city,” I admitted. The words were blunt, but they were my truth. “The fast-paced life has always given me anxiety. When I went there for college, I hated every minute of it and spent almost every weekend back home in Rockwood. I don’t want to live anywhere else.”

Shame washed over me because this was not a compromise, this was me giving them an ultimatum before we even had a chance to form a bond.

What kind of omega does that?

“Then we make it work,” Spencer said. His voice was unbothered by my words and I didn’t know how to process that. I’d expected the worst. “You know, I did say we should open up a headquarters, one that gives us a little more privacy. We always have someone interrupting us and never get a chance to unwind. We’re far too accessible.”

“That you did,” Beck agreed. “We could make an extension office over in Rockwood Valley.”

“You know they have an Artisan Fair twice a year,” I said, perking up a little at the idea. “Imagine if PackSense did a booth. You’d sell out so fast. Especially if you did custom blends and just had a main scent list you could combine and tailor to each pack or customer. Oh, and maybe a preorder on the website or something.”

Beck squeezed me, his scent surrounding me even more. I was breathing in his campfire scent, which was only enhanced by the roaring flames in front of us. The added touch of smoky vanilla and warm amber rounded it out, and I let out an exhale that was full of all the stress I’d been holding onto.

I hadn’t realized how much I was holding onto the fact that this could never work, holding myself back because I didn’t want to be hurt when they decided they couldn’t give up their life for me. Honestly, asking them to was awful in itself.

“I can feel you overthinking, sweetheart. You not wanting to leave your home does not make you a bad omega. It would make us bad mates to pull you away and make you live somewhere you hated. The last thing I want is to wake up everyday to an omega that I snuffed out the spark in.”

Beck’s words had me blinking back tears. Spencer scooted closer, taking my hand in his.

“Most of our business can be remote. We may have to commute to the office from time to time, but we can make that work, too.”

I perked up at that. “Just because I don’t want to live in the city full time, doesn’t mean I’d never visit. I can pretty much work from anywhere. I could probably go to the office with you those days if you wanted me to, if you needed to spend more than just a day or an afternoon there, I mean.”

Now I sounded too eager.

“See? That’s the compromise that we need,” Spencer said, giving me a reassuring smile and squeezing my hand. “Honestly, freckles, we just need you close to us all the time at this point.”

“Can we just stay here in this moment and not have this week happen at all?” I asked with a groan. “How sad do you think Hailey would be if we all just casually went missing?”

We all knew my family obligations and my love for my sister would keep me here. That didn’t stop a girl from dreaming.

“It’s going to be fine,” Cade reassured me. “The three of us will run crowd control when we need to. You can find your voice and use it, and we’ll back you up. Because at the end of the day, it would be weird if we pretended we weren’t friends. It’ll be okay to be seen with each other as long as we’re not flirting constantly or pulling you into our laps, and growling anytime another alpha or beta walks by you.”

“That’s true,” I conceded. “I hadn’t considered the fact that we can still be near each other.”

“How early is everyone coming in the morning? Because I’m pretty sure I’m not going to be able to sleep if you’re not nearby,” Cade grumbled, standing up and snatching me from Beck’s arms, making me giggle as the alpha growled in protest.

“You have to share,” the beta leveled the alpha with a look, not the least bit repentant as he sat down on the sand with me.

My fingers ghosted over the cool sand, making me shiver. The warmth of the flames chased it away quickly. That, and the warm body pressed against my back.

“Hailey is not a morning person, but that doesn’t mean everybody else isn’t. I believe check-in doesn’t start until eleven here, so we are probably safe as long as we get up early and de-scent both our rooms and ourselves.”

Spencer let out a sigh. “I’m going to miss that scent of yours, freckles. It’s just about the only thing getting me through.”

“It’s temporary,” I reminded him before standing up. “Now let’s put out this fire and spend the last night we have in our bed.”

I’ve never seen a pack move so fast to put out flames and snatch me up, throwing me over my alpha’s shoulder.

Tonight would have to last us, so we were going to make it count.

Grace

“Grace!” My sister’s voice echoed through the lobby and I raced from the dining room to meet her. We clashed in a hug that had both of us nearly falling but Nolan kept us upright. His laughter was happy and carefree, exactly why the guys and I had stepped up this weekend. I didn’t want this week wrapped in any stress.

“You’re finally here,” I said as I let her go. The guys and I had doused our rooms and ourselves in de-scenting spray already. I hated it, but it made it a whole lot easier to hide things.

“Help me unpack and tell me everything,” she demanded as the guys picked up her insane number of suitcases and carried them upstairs to their suite.

The moment the door closed, she was eyeing me. “Something’s different.”

I laughed, deflecting. “That’s what a weekend on the lake with no work will do. I hadn’t realized how badly I needed this break.”

She narrowed her eyes, but nodded, accepting that answer. Then she grinned, a mischievous edge to it.

“So, how did rejecting Bianca last night go?”

I sat down and burst out laughing. “Girl, I ducked under the conference table where we were putting together party favors. The guys were cool enough to play along and didn’t bat an eye when we told them not to let her stay. And hiding was the right choice, the employee came back to check if we’d be willing to give up a room and she stomped right back like she owned the place. Throwing around the classic ‘my family is spending a lot of money here’ card.”

Hailey groaned. “She’s going to be insufferable. Why the hell did I do this?”

“Because you wanted a wedding that you love, one with family surrounding you and everyone celebrating with you,” I reminded her gently. “Don’t let them ruin it for you.”

“I didn’t, not really,” she sighed. “I wanted to elope and she talked me out of it.”

“True, but that was just to avoid them,” I argued gently. She gave me a tight smile, then rolled her eyes.

“Mom’s just as bad. Did she call you?”

Dreading the explanation, I shook my head.

“She reminded me that we are all family and to not get too caught up in details. That no matter what happens, nothing will take away from our experience.”

“Oh god,” I gasped. “Do you think they’re planning a pregnancy announcement?”

Hailey flopped back on the bed, her chestnut hair fanning out around her. “I had the same thought. How do I even avoid that?”

“You leave it to me, our friends, and the groomsmen. I already explained everything and they’re going to help me keep it about you and Nolan.”

“I’m so glad you get along. I was worried they’d be snotty because of who they are,” she admitted. “We only met once and they were great, but I still worried.”

“No need to worry, they’ve been helpful and nothing but on their best behavior,” I said truthfully.

She let out a breath. “Well, tomorrow is the real test.”

“Speaking of, our very mated cousin tried to get flirty and they shut it down. I don’t think this week is going to go quite like they think it will,” I said as I laughed at the memory. “Just relax and enjoy yourself. I’ll run interference as much as I can. Plus, Sidney comes tomorrow. You know she’ll be an even bigger help.”

She laughed at that. “Sidney never was one to hold back.”

“Exactly,” I agreed. “Now, pick out something cute. You know they’ll be here bright and early.”

It was a bit weird to head for my room and avoid my pack, but I was honestly thankful for the solitude as I closed the door behind me.

I only had a few minutes to change and prepare before I had to be downstairs again and I soaked in every second.

The lobby was pure chaos when I arrived. Loud voices, laughter, and too many people in one space.

Then I saw him.

A face I hadn’t thought of in nearly a decade.

In a momentary panic I sought out Hailey, snagging her arm. She turned, ready to say something snarky until she saw my face.

“Grace, what is it?”

“Did you invite, Drew?” I hissed, eyes wide and heart threatening to beat out of my chest.

“Oh, Nolan did. They’re friends, I didn’t even think about it. Why? You guys were friends once, right?”

God, if she only knew. It was the one secret I kept from my sister.

Drew and I were a lot more than just casual friends. We’d been each other’s first in a lot of ways.

Though, we weren’t right for each other. Our scents were still coming in and didn’t feel right, he had a whole career ahead of him with football and I was stuck in my own way wanting to be close to town and my big sister.

He couldn’t understand why my family moved and I wouldn’t.

I wanted to be enough for him to stay. In the end, I wasn’t.

Hailey was dragged away before I could say a word, leaving me open and vulnerable.

“Grace,” Drew’s voice was deeper than I remembered. He was bigger, too, bulked up from his time playing.

“Hey, Drew,” I said, plastering on a smile that I didn’t feel. I wasn’t sure why seeing him like this was throwing me so bad.

Maybe it was that pact. The one we made the night he left.

“Still playing football?” A flash of hurt ghosted over his features at my question, before he shook his head.

“No, got one too many injuries and was forced to retire.” He played for a pro team, which meant this was common knowledge. It was a reminder that I hadn’t kept tabs on him.

Did that mean he was keeping tabs on me?

Then I saw Spencer standing behind him, looking concerned.

Fuck, this went from complicated, to chaotic, far too fast for my liking.

“How have you been?” he asked, so focused on me he didn’t notice my pack moving in behind him.

“Good, good. Busy with all the wedding stuff going on, of course,” I said. My voice was higher pitched than I meant it to be but I disguised it with an unhinged laugh.

Great, he probably thought I lost my mind.

“Where are my cousins!” Bianca’s poorly timed entrance had me wincing.

“I’m sorry, I have to go protect Hailey. We’ll catch up later,” I promised. My hand brushed his arm and a low growl echoed from somewhere nearby. My fingers tingled where I’d touched him, and I was confused and stunned as I faced off with my cousin.

Her dark hair was twisted in a bun, her makeup overdone already and of course, she was wearing a white skirt and blazer that made her look older than she was.

I’m sure she thought it was stylish, but it was too much like Miss Trunchbull to be cute.

“Bianca, it’s so good to see you,” I gushed, giving her air kisses on her cheeks like she did to me. It was a well practiced dance I hated.

“Bianca,” Hailey greeted, eyeing the suit but giving her a pinched smile.

“Ah, radiant as ever, Hailey. You’re going to be such a beautiful bride. I can’t wait to see it,” she exclaimed. “Celine should be along shortly.”

“Oh good,” I said, wishing I felt it.

Then I heard our mother. I swear this was the day that just kept giving.

“Oh, my baby is getting married!” Mom yelled out, pushing through the crowd to pull Hailey into a hug. I could see how tense my sister was already.

“I’m glad you made it, Mom,” she said until my aunt butted into the conversation, the same vibes as Bianca, just with more wrinkles.

“It was a long drive. This is such a… quaint, little location,” she said with full judgment in her voice.

Mom sighed and plastered on a smile like she always did. “It’s lovely. Reminds me a bit of home.”

“Of that tiny, little backroads town?” Aunt Cassidy said, raising one overly-manicured brow.

“It does,” I agreed with mom. “I love Rockwood Valley.”

That got both of their attention on me like I wanted, giving Hailey a chance to escape. She slipped away without a word.

“Oh, are you still there?” Aunt Cassidy asked me, grasping her non-existent pearls. “Though, I heard Hailey is escaping soon. At least she has a good head on her shoulders.”

Even though her comment was rude, my chest ached at the thought of Hailey moving away. I’d tried to avoid it the best I could and definitely didn’t let my sister know.

She loved her job there and I liked having her close, I was still holding out hope she’d change her mind.

“I am,” I said. “They just launched a new omega apartment and I was sharing it until my roommates ended up packed up, so now I’m staying at Hailey’s place until I figure out what house I want to buy.”

“How can you afford that?” Bianca scoffed. “You just do little designs on your computer, right? You know, I bet Bianca could get you an entry level job at the firm.”

Like Bianca had any sway at her corporate job. She was also low on the totem pole.

“And you do what? Nothing at all?” I shot back. “My job more than pays my bills and cushions my savings, not that it’s any of your business.”

“Oh, no need to get so defensive,” she said like I was the problem. Her eyes lit up as someone stepped up to my side.

“Hello, ladies. Just checking that everyone has everything they need.” Beck’s smile was well-practiced as he glanced around at us all, not lingering on me for longer than necessary and fuck I hated that. Especially when facing off with my aunt.

“Oh, and who might you be?” Cassidy purred at him. It took everything in me not to let my omega out, though she was gnawing at the bars of her enclosure at the moment, begging for me to put this bitch in her place.

“Best man,” he answered. “Nolan is my brother.”

“Oh, such handsome men in your family,” Bianca praised. He had all three of them eating out of his hands.

Fuck, I hated this.

Then Celine walked up, wearing a microdress that showed her ample breasts and just ghosted the top of her thighs, barely hiding any of her assets.

“Oh, hello there,” she purred, giving him a sultry smile as she pushed herself to the front, shoving her chest out. “I’ve got a pack but you would certainly fit right in with them. What’s one more?”

“Hey now, babe,” a man behind her protested, though he had a smirk on his face that was outright disgusting as he looked Beck up and down.

God, my family is embarrassing… and a bit trashy.

Fuck, I wished Sidney was here already. I needed a damn ally. One I didn’t have to hide from.

“Everyone, if we could have you move to the dining room we will be serving drinks and appetizers in there,” a woman called out. Hailey was smiling up at her in relief, which meant this was probably her normal wedding planner we were waiting for.

Thank god. One less thing to stress about.

Everyone moved to the dining room making it a lot easier to breathe. It also made me easier to find.

“After you,” Cade said just as Drew walked up. The men locked eyes and I watched on nervously as Drew’s narrowed. Cade kept his smile friendly, at least.

“I’m Drew, friend of the groom and Grace’s childhood best friend. You are?”

The alpha was one hundred percent trying to stake a claim where he didn’t belong.

Not anymore.

He hadn’t spoken to me in far too many years to count as anything.

“I’m a groomsman, and one of Grace’s current friends,” he said easily, dismissing him with a wave to the dining room. “Drinks are in here.”

He steered me around the alpha and into the dining room. I knew he had questions.

Hell, so did I.

Grace

Avoiding Drew was becoming a full-time job. Thankfully, there was enough to keep me busy between Hailey and the wedding planner, and running interference with my cousins.

Though, now I was walking into the boutique for our dress fitting with Bianca and Celine both at our side. Hailey looked ready to bolt and I was ready to throw a fist. They’d already complained about the venue, the shop, and our dress quality and we hadn’t even talked to the workers yet or seen our dresses.

My mom and aunt were right behind us, and no matter how many times my mom pretended to just be keeping the peace, she was forever my aunt’s biggest accomplice.

Honestly, I hated to think what she said about us when we weren’t listening. Probably just agreeing with it all like Hailey hadn’t let us all have free will in picking dresses, something I just knew she’d regret.

Mom’s dress was a pretty pink that matched Hailey’s wedding colors, my aunt’s was in a shade of soft purple. But Bianca and Celine had both avoided sending in a picture to Hailey for approval.

“Welcome in! I’m glad to have you ladies here. Hailey, I just steamed your dress and it is stunning. Let’s start with you,” the same woman who helped us last time said as she welcomed us in. Tracey was the sweetest beta and helped to calm some of the stress as she took over.

While she rushed Hailey off we took our seats near a small runway. My eyes welled up in tears as my sister stepped out, the picture of a princess. The dress was fluffy and gorgeous, the ivory shade beautiful on her.

“Stunning,” I said, voice cracking.

“Yes, you look just like a little cake topper,” Celine said with a snide giggle. I shot her a glare as my mom got all weepy.

“It’s perfect,” I said louder, making sure she knew how amazing she looked. If they were going to be assholes, I’d cheer even fucking louder.

Hailey had a soft smile on her face as she spun in a small circle, taking it in from all angles.

“No one better say another negative word,” I hissed, just loud enough they heard me but not my sister. “I’m not afraid to put you in your places. Fucking, try me.”

Four sets of shocked eyes landed on me but I kept my face straight ahead, letting them have their little moment of shock.

Tracey led her back behind the curtains, their voices talking excitedly about the veil and matching jewelry she’d picked out.

“What the hell was that? You don’t speak to us like that.” My aunt’s voice was pure venom.

I laughed as I leveled Cassidy with a look. “Don’t act shocked. You guys have been negative from the start. Hell, Bianca caused a scene trying to check in a day early. You are not going to ruin Hailey’s moment and I swear to god if I catch one hint of an announcement or anything to draw attention away, I will make it mine, my friends, and the groomsmen’s mission to make your lives pure hell.”

She gaped at me as the sisters shared a look. My mom was clutching her chest in shock, but I just waited with a smile on my face for Tracey to come back.

One by one she walked us back for the fitting. I didn’t bother to show off mine since Hailey was hiding out in the back and saw it. Her opinion was the only one that mattered.

We couldn’t avoid it any longer as Celine and Bianca took their turns. The staff was given parameters so it shouldn’t have been an issue.

Bianca was first, and honestly I couldn’t think of a single bad thing to say. She was stunning. The soft pink dress was made of satin and lace, cutting in at the waist then flaring slightly. It showed off her curves and height perfectly.

“That looks incredible on you,” Hailey said, clapping her hands. She was excited enough it soothed my aunt into silence for now.

Then it was Celine’s turn. Mine and Hailey’s jaws dropped in unison as she stepped out in an ivory, floor length, mermaid style dress.

It was a wedding dress.

A fucking, wedding dress.

“What are you doing?” I asked, ready for a fight.

“This is not the color I gave you. Grace’s dress is the only one standing out and that’s because it’s purple. What are you doing?” Hailey repeated my question and then some, earning a smirk from our cousin.

Celine did a little spin and kicked up her leg. “Just showing off the dress. Your colors are pink, purple, and ivory. I broke no rules.”

“You wasted our money,” Hailey thundered. “And now I’ll have to make a groomsman stand down because you’re sure as hell not wearing that at my wedding. You’re out.”

Celine’s jaw dropped as my mom and aunt both started in.

“Now, let’s not get hasty, Hailey,” Mom started her usual placations.

“What has gotten into you two? We are family,” Cassidy argued with pure indignation she had no right to feel at this moment.

“Family doesn’t do all you’ve done,” I said, pulling Hailey up. “We are heading back now while you reconsider your awful treatment of someone who is family and has always treated you with respect. Shame on all four of you for the behavior we’ve seen in only two fucking days.”

Hailey and I walked out, arm in arm, while she barely kept tears at bay and my anger was palpable.

The drive back was tense and I was glad we chose to drive separately. Mom could ride back with her preferred family anyway. She really was showing her true colors lately.

Something on our faces must have clued the guys in, Nolan and Beck were by the entrance when we pulled in, faces stormy, and me ready to kick everyone out.

“What happened?” Beck asked, narrowing his eyes in suspicion. I wanted nothing more than to fall into his arms and draw on my alpha’s comfort.

Keeping our distance sucked.

“Celine walked out for her fitting in a wedding dress.”

“Are you kidding me?” Nolan gasped. “How? Why?”

Hailey sniffled. “Because they don’t care about me. I’m really starting to regret our decision not to elope.”

“So, elope,” I said, giving her a look. Seeing my sister this angry had me ready to scream. “You two sneak out tonight. We can help pack and get you to your cars unseen. Go have your wedding peacefully, elope. Once you’ve made it official, I’ll let the family know what happened. Of course, I’ll let the awful four know that there’s no more chances to ruin anything. A true one-up moment like you’ve been saying.”

What started as a joke, turned serious as I laid it all out there.

Nolan and Hailey shared a look and he smiled softly. “Babe, I can’t stand seeing you miserable and you’ve been dreading this week for months. I’ve never seen you so stressed. That’s not what I want for my omega.”

“Let me pay, I’ll send you anywhere,” Beck offered.

“Italy?” Nolan offered, raising an eyebrow at her. Hailey’s dream was to visit at some point in her life. It was on her bucket list. Her alpha knew her well and it made me respect him even more for knowing her dream destination.

Beck didn’t even flinch as he pulled out his phone, starting to dial. “Is that your decision before I make the call?”

Hailey looked at me, eyes pleading, like she needed me to confirm I’d do this.

“I think you should go. Have your dream wedding and let us clean up this whole mess,” I said easily. “Just take pictures for me.”

“Have I ever told you that you’re the best sister in the whole world?” she asked with a sob, pulling me into a hug. I wrapped my arms around her, holding her tight, and giving Beck a nod.

“I love you, too, sis. Now let’s go get you packed,” I said, steering her up the stairs just as tires sounded on the gravel road leading to the lodge. I didn’t let her turn around to see them arrive, leaving Beck and Nolan to handle that fiasco.

Hailey packed her things up in a trance, not saying much as she shoved her and Nolan’s things in their bags. We stacked them by the door, one by one, before she finally looked at me.

“So, are you going to tell me why you’ve been so off this week?” she demanded as she crossed her arms.

“Me? Off?” I asked, confused because how could my sister possibly know? We’d done everything right.

“Girl,” she leveled me with a disbelieving look. “I love you, but I also know you. You’re being extra helpful and perky and also have a backbone of steel where you usually just flew under the radar.”

“I couldn’t let them ruin your wedding. They never let us have anything and I refused for that to happen to you,” I said honestly. The pack had nothing to do with me keeping them in line.

“That’s part of it,” she agreed. Her eyes softened for a moment. “And I love you for that.”

“Why do I feel a ‘but’ coming?”

She snorted. “Just tell me or I’m not leaving.”

“You’re going to turn down Italy?” I scoffed. “You’re insane.”

“And you’re keeping secrets,” she accused, sounding hurt now.

I groaned as I started to pace. “Can you just let it go for now? I’ll tell you when you get back.”

“No,” she said with pure stubbornness. When she was like this, she always won.

“And if I say that it’s just wanting to put our family in their place?”

She rolled her eyes. “Then I’d call you a liar and say we promised never to do that.”

“I just wanted you to have the spotlight,” I said with defeat as I flopped onto the edge of the bed.

“And I have it. You guys are cleaning up our mess and giving us an escape. It’s going to be fucking incredible. This is the biggest fuck you in history, so we both win. Now, spill.”

“Spencer, Cade, and Beck are my scent matches.”

I closed my eyes, bracing myself. Then a weight flopped on me and a piercing squeal filled the air.

“Shut up! Seriously?!” Hailey screamed again as she squeezed the life out of me. My wheezing laughter echoed out before I shoved her off.

“Yes, we found out when we met,” I admitted. “Though, they might fight Drew for making moves on me.”

“Oh, a little jealousy just makes the sex better,” She snorted. “Oh my god, I can’t believe this.”

Then she hit me, her face incredulous.

“You were going to hide this?”

“Until you got back from the honeymoon,” I defended. “I have no regrets on that. You deserved this moment and I wasn’t going to be like them.”

“Ugh, them. Can you fucking believe Celine? You could never be like them,” she argued.

A quick knock sounded before Beck, Spencer, Cade, and Nolan shuffled into the room.

“We got the planner to pull everyone into the dining hall for lunch. You guys have a flight in three hours, let’s sneak you out of here,” Beck said. “They’ve unlocked the maintenance hall and Nolan already pulled around back.”

“Nolan, did you know?”

My pack froze, while their brother looked at Hailey in confusion.

“About Celine’s dress? Of course not.”

She pointed at Beck. “No, about your brother finding his mate.”

“Wait, what?” Nolan said while Beck let out a startled noise and looked at me with wide eyes.

“She tortured it out of me,” I admitted.

“Wait, you?” Nolan asked, looking from me, to them, then back to me. I’d be offended if he sounded anything but confused.

“Yes,” I admitted. “We were keeping it a secret until after the wedding.”

His smile was blinding as he clapped his brother on the shoulder. “Congrats, bro. That right there is why she’s a good choice.”

“Yes, and you need to go before the bitch brigade finds you sneaking off,” Beck said with a chuckle. “We’ll handle the rest.”

“Starting with getting this de-scenting shit washed off,” Cade muttered, making us all laugh.

It felt like a master spy operation as we each took a bag or suitcase and rushed them off downstairs. We managed to load them into Nolan’s SUV without incident, glad the dining room didn’t face the back parking area.

“The dress shop is expecting you if you want the dress,” Spencer said. Hailey’s nose wrinkled, but she nodded.

“Don’t worry, I’ll send you some money for a new dress. Buy one in Italy. One that makes you smile,” I said as I hugged my sister tight, both of us swiping at tears.

Then they were off. My mates stepped close now, no need to keep our distance.

“I think we should make up an excuse, tell no one why they’re gone, and just have the normal activities until we have the photos in hand,” I said.

“That gives them time to adjust before the calls start,” Spencer sighed. “I have a feeling this won’t be pretty.”

“First things first, get your things to our suite so we can all shower,” Cade groaned. “I need to smell my mate.”

Grace

Now that our scents were washed off and I had come more times than I could count, I walked out of my room to face the world.

Only to come face to face with my mother.

Her eyes were bloodshot and I just knew this was about to get dramatic. Especially since they lacked the puffiness of actual tears.

“I just don’t understand this behavior out of my girls,” she started with a sniffle, dabbing at her nose despite not a single tear falling.

“We are done being bullied and you letting it happen. Our mother should be the one defending us, not letting us get mistreated.”

She gasped. “I’m not letting you be mistreated, I’m teaching you how to turn the other cheek.”

“No. You’re letting us be attacked verbally and mistreated in the name of ‘keeping peace.’ Well, Mom, screw keeping the peace. I won’t stand aside and let them be nasty anymore. In fact, if you four are not on your best behavior, you’ll leave.”

She sputtered for a moment as she stared at me like I was the problem. I let out a defeated sigh.

“If you need to convince yourself that I’m the issue here, go ahead. But you better hope my narcissistic cousins will be there for you when you find yourself alone with two daughters that have gone no contact.”

With that I pushed past her and walked down the hall. I was getting hangry and simply done with the bullshit.

I knew this wouldn’t be the last of it, but I had resigned myself to not caring. My pack stood behind me, a show of silent support.

When we walked into the dining hall, Aunt Cassidy rushed over, eyes flaring with anger.

“You have a lot of nerve.”

“Let me cut you off right there. I am done with you and your daughters’ insane behavior. You are bullies, manipulators, and downright awful people. I mean every word of this and I won’t be apologizing, nor will Hailey. I set her up with a spa day for a few days to relax before you all can ruin her fucking big day. Be happy you aren’t kicked from this venue completely.”

I shoved past her and continued on my war-path. No one was going to fucking ruin this and I’d just made up a reason for Hailey and Nolan’s absense on the fly. Apparently, I worked well under pressure.

“Hey, is everything alright?” Drew’s concerned voice stopped me in my path. Then his eyes widened as he breathed in again. “Your scent changed.”

“I washed off some of the blockers,” I admitted. “Sorry to be rude. Again. But I have to go deal with something.”

I was apologetic, but still practically ran into the kitchen needing to escape before I ran into someone else.

There was nothing cute about shoving my face full of food, but my mates didn’t mind.

In fact, they joined in, not one of us saying a word as I simmered through my anger until it dissipated.

Eventually, I shoved aside the container of fries I’d been nibbling on.

“So, when do we tell them?” Spencer asked gently.

“I’m not sure,” I admitted. “We could wait for the event, or the family brunch that’s in two days. Either way, the wedding planner is hosting a few things the next two days, none of which require us. Hailey put some spa days in on purpose.”

“Well, you said she was recovering. So, now, we can sneak off and ignore everyone and order in room service for dinner, right?” Beck suggested, his face a mask of indifference as he waited.

“That sounds perfect,” I admitted.

The moment we got back to the suite, they started to bundle me up on the couch. In minutes I had warm socks from Spencer, Cade’s oversized shirt, and Beck’s hoodie… along with just about every blanket and pillow we had in the suite.

“I think tonight calls for a movie night. I know we just ate, but I put in a snack and popcorn order to be sent up,” Beck said as he walked away to change, coming back in comfortable clothes as well.

Soon, we were all cozy and snuggled in together on the sectional.

“This feels so much better,” I sighed. “I’ve been staying with Hailey to help with the wedding instead of looking for a new place in Rockwood Valley. My apartment was one giant nest before so I’ve missed my cozy living room and soft things everywhere. This is a bit less pink than I’m used to, but it’ll do.”

“Pink. Noted,” Cade said with a grin.

As much as I settled into the moment and the comedy movie Spencer put on, all I could think about was how we’d make things truly work.

Saying they would figure it out and come to my town, and actually doing it were two very different things.

“Hey, out of your head over there. I can practically feel you overthinking,” Cade accused playfully as he took my socked feet in his hands and started massaging my heels.

My head fell back and I groaned as he worked out the soreness I hadn’t realized was bothering me.

Then Spencer shifted me so I was in his lap, his hands working on my shoulders.

“This isn’t fair,” I laughed. “How can I overthink when you guys are turning me into putty?”

Spencer chuckled, the sound raspier than usual. “That’s the whole idea, freckles.”

Our attention slowly shifted back to the movie but they never stopped touching me. My omega soaked in the attention, taking in every brush of their hands or gentle rubbing as they massaged me into a relaxed puddle of omega.

At some point, I was so warm and cozy, full of snacks and feeling absolutely adored, that I drifted off to the most peaceful sleep of my life.

All the peace of the evening was washed away rather quickly thanks to the next morning spent avoiding everyone possible.

Every step out of the room was made with quiet, purposeful steps and looking around corners. The staff likely thought we were insane, but I needed to give my sister a chance to do things her way.

“There you are!” I groaned internally at my mother’s voice. She had a chair outside our room, just outside of view through the peephole.

“Hey, Mom,” I offered, plastering a smile on my face. “We have to stop meeting like this.”

Honestly, I was close to climbing out of our window at this point.

“Why are you hiding away?” Her voice was curt and her lips pinched as she stared me down. I was alone this time at least. Having my pack at my back would have only raised more questions.

“I’m busy helping run your daughter’s wedding,” I countered, keeping my voice even.

How had I not seen just how little she cared about us? She wasn’t pretending this time, all I could read on her face was selfishness and playing the victim. Like we’d done something to her.

For years we were punching bags, but the moment we strike back, all of that feeble, timid act falls away.

Her scowl deepened and she scoffed. “My missing daughter?”

“She’s not missing, she’s stepping back so her wedding isn’t tainted because you insisted on her having this huge affair and then proceeded to let them ruin it,” I countered, my voice rising in my annoyance until I was forced to take a few breaths. “I’m all done holding back and watching out for your feelings, when you clearly never cared about ours.”

She stood then and threw her hands up.

Cue the dramatics. I was wondering when we’d shift back to this.

“Oh, yes, because I was such a terrible mother,” she laughed in that mocking way that grated on my nerves. “A monster. How did you ever survive?”

“Yes. Not defending your daughter as your sister and her daughters sabotage her one and only wedding, does make you a bad mother. You should reflect on that. I don’t have time for this,” I said as I stormed off, ignoring her sputtering behind me.

I wasn’t falling into that trap again.

Now, I was more than ready for that call from Hailey to tell me that I could break the news to the masses. I couldn’t fucking wait to see their faces.

I’d never considered myself the angry, petty type. But maybe it was time to embrace that side.

At this rate, I was so ready for it all to be over that I couldn't even find it in me to be sad that I wasn’t there to witness it.

A door burst open and Spencer rushed out, eyes wide as he saw me. “Don’t go that way unless you want to blow our cover. Beck can handle himself.”

“What?” I started to protest, glancing back to make sure Mom didn’t hear, then realized what he meant. “It’s them, isn’t it?”

My cousins would set their sights on the richest men here, even though they have packs. They were only loyal to themselves.

His hand slipped through mine, his scent reassuring even as it was laced with nerves.

“Just how handsy did they get?”

He raised a brow. “Don’t ask for details you can’t hear right now, freckles. Let’s just say he’s about to hurt their feelings.”

I let my mate drag me away, even though my omega was calling for me to storm in and set them all straight.

“One more day at most,” he reminded me gently. “Then all the lies are over.”

Cade

A single sunflower rested on the bed. There was no scent to it, but I didn’t need one to know it was from Grace.

It was a small, beautiful reminder that she was ours and this secrecy was a small hurdle in our lives.

I hated having to see her stressed and wanted to throttle her family for stealing her smile and happiness. But that wasn’t my place and Grace was doing a good job on her own.

I brought the sunflower to my nose, taking a deep breath of the soft, floral scent before placing it on the table in our suite. I’d add water later, but for now, I needed to go find my girl.

The urge to hold her in my arms was strong enough that I was out the door in seconds. It didn’t take me long to find her, even without a scent. She was walking down the hall when I pulled her into a room, closing the door behind us.

Her squeak was muffled by the clunk of the door and I didn’t hesitate to glance around before throwing the lock.

A small storage room. Perfect.

“What are you doing?” she asked a small giggle escaping.

“I’ve missed this,” I groaned, holding her close and burying my face in her neck, pretending I could still scent her.

“We’re so close,” she promised, pulling me down and pressing her lips to mine. The kiss was languid and slow, as if she was committing this moment to memory just like I was.

My perfect, sweet omega.

Then a screeching voice echoed out, killing our moment.

“Where is Grace?! This is unacceptable!” I recognized it as Bianca’s voice. Talk about a boner killer.

“I have to go put out another fire,” she sighed, giving me one last kiss. “Wish me luck.”

She peeked out of the door then slipped out, following the screeching down the hall and away from me.

Just a few more days.

Grace

“Help has arrived,” Sidney sang into the phone the moment I answered. I sprang off the couch and rushed out of the suite, startling the guys.

I could hear my best friend’s voice rising above the rest and I nearly crumbled at the sight of not just Sidney, but Avery, Wren, and Oriana standing beside her.

“What?” I gasped at the entire friend group being here. “You weren’t coming until later!”

They laughed at the shocked accusation and all pulled me into a hug.

“Girl, I heard you could use some backup.”

“Hailey?” I guessed. They all nodded and stepped back. It was nice to share the secret with a few more people. It felt less suffocating this way.

“Yes, and it sounds like you need to catch us up. The guys will check us in, lead the way to privacy,” Sidney ordered. She tucked her hair behind her ear and waved to the packs waiting patiently behind them before I was leading them back.

I hesitated outside the suite, but I figured at this rate, I may as well give them the full picture.

When I knocked, I heard a small gasp behind us.

“Now, we know Hailey isn’t here,” Avery hissed. “So, who is inside?”

The door swung open and Beck was waiting, his manicured eyebrow raised as he stepped back to let us in.

“Oh, and who might you be?” Wren gasped. “It seems Grace has some explaining to do.”

“Backup has arrived,” I announced as they piled in the room and Beck closed the door behind us. The girls all took the couches, Cade and Spencer moving off to make room for them. They were almost squirming under my friends’ attention and it would have been hilarious if I wasn’t so damn stressed.

“This room is nice,” Oriana commented as she looked around. “This whole venue is gorgeous. Which begs the question… why did she elope?”

“And who are they?” Avery asked again, not letting it go.

“Let me start from the top,” I said, glancing at the guys. Cade winked, a small grin playing on his lips. He seemed to love the drama. Spencer just smiled softly, giving me silent reassurance, while Beck rested against the wall, arms crossed in a total alpha move.

“So, I found my scent matches… at my sister’s wedding,” I admitted. “She knows now, but I tried to hide it because you know how my family is. And honestly, they’ve been ten times worse than we imagined.”

I gave them every detail from the drama, to the fitting, to Hailey making her escape.

“Okay wow, that’s a lot to unpack. But first, congratulations!” Avery said as she launched herself at me, squeezing me in a hug. “I’m so happy you found them.”

“Me, too,” I admitted in a whisper. There were times I would wonder if it would ever happen.

“So, when does Hailey officially tie the knot?” Wren asked as she curled up on the couch, her blonde hair cascading around her in waves. She looked so much happier and healthier now. Pack life suited her.

It made me wish for a moment I didn’t find my pack among all the chaos. Though, I didn’t regret them, and at least I knew they were supportive.

“She’s supposed to call me today,” I said as I found a spot and wedged myself between my friends. There were always rumors that omegas were jealous and petty, but I trusted these omegas and for a long time, they were my only real support outside of Hailey.

“We’re going to go grab food and drinks for you guys,” Spencer said as he dragged the others out, blowing me a kiss on the way out.

“Okay, shut up, how cute are you guys?!” Oriana gushed. “Tell us everything.”

“We showed up early to help settle the final details, and knew right away. I met Beck first, and I guess he called the others because they showed up later that day,” I said, a warmth settling in me as I talked about the men who’d shifted my life completely. “They’ve been supportive and insanely perfect.”

“So, one of them is Hailey’s new husband’s brother?” Wren asked.

I nodded. “Yes. Beck and Nolan are brothers.” For a second I worried they’d judge us for that, but all they wore were curious looks. I should have known better.

“What are they like?” Sidney asked. “I always pictured you with the sweetest men ever. Full golden retrievers.”

“Beck is kind of intense. He seems so serious most of the time but then he smiles and it literally makes my chest ache. He also helps calm me when anxiety hits. Then Spencer is sweet and reserved, he watches over the group of us and seems to always have things under control. Cade is the free spirit. He seems impulsive. It’s refreshing.”

“Wow,” Sideny said. “Just hearing you talk about them is making you melt. That’s how you know it’s right.”

“Except we’re from two different worlds,” I sighed. “They run a huge scent company, and I live in Rockwood Valley and have zero desire to leave.”

Sidney’s eyes narrowed. “Did they say they wouldn’t move?”

“No,” I admitted, sheepishly. “They talked about opening up an office in Rockwood Valley and us just going in from time to time.”

“But you can’t shake the fear they’ll regret the change?” Wren asked gently.

Tears burned at my eyes as I nodded. “Exactly.”

“No, fuck that. There won’t be regrets, Grace. Packs have an innate need to provide for you, and that means making sure you are happy and settled,” Sidney argued.

“We all know that I had to fight for my pack, but yours aren’t kids, Grace. They want you and that includes everything about you.”

“God, I needed you guys in the worst way. I’m so fucking happy you’re here,” I said as I let my head fall back and blinked away the tears that had risen up.

Avery started to say something but my sister’s ringtone cut her off. Everyone sat up straighter as I answered, listening in.

“Hey, how is it going?”

“I’m officially married!” she squealed, earning a cheer from the entire group. Her laughter was so free and happy that I knew I made the right choice encouraging her to do this. This is the wedding she deserved.

“Congrats, guys,” I said, getting emotional all over again, though this time it was because I was so damn happy for her.

“And they didn’t ruin a thing,” she promised. “Seriously, Grace. Thank you. You’re an incredible sister for doing all of this for me and making sure it was our day.”

“I want all the details, but I’m sure you guys have plenty of plans to get to,” I said, blinking away the happy tears.

“We do. It’s so beautiful here. Thank Beck again for us, please. And you can freely break the news now.”

“I’ll tell him, and them, just send me a few pictures,” I said, before we said our goodbyes.

I turned to my best friends and let out a sigh. “It feels like I’m about to go to war.”

“With your family? You are. Good thing you have a whole army of allies now,” Sidney said. There was a glint in her eye now that gave me renewed strength.

“Family dinner tonight will be the perfect event,” I grinned back. “Should we go set up a slideshow? She’s sending us some pictures of them.”

“Oh, absolutely,” Wren grinned. “We can help set it all up.”

Two hours later, I was standing in front of the crowd, a remote in my hand as I waited for everyone to settle. The pictures had made me cry all over again and the slideshow was gorgeous.

“Thank you, everyone, for coming out. Nolan and Hailey are so happy they have all the support of the family. They apologize for their absence the last few days, but they have something to share.”

The quiet was torn away by whispers as they speculated about what I was going to show them.

I had a feeling not one of the strands of gossip were right.

Beck stepped up next to me, Cade and Spencer at my back. We didn’t bother to hide our closeness now as I relaxed, holding the remote toward the projector and pressing play.

Between me and my besties, we’d created an incredible slideshow with music and effects. Hailey was absolutely glowing in her satin, form fitting white dress and they both had pure adoration on their faces.

The gasps in the room were deafening and I nearly laughed.

Until my aunt stood up. Here we go.

“What is the meaning of this?” Aunt Cassidy demanded angrily.

“We actually have you and your daughters to thank,” I said in a sweet voice. “All of our lives, we’ve struggled to feel like our events were truly just ours. So, Hailey, after an unfortunate incident with the dress fitting...” I paused, glaring at her and my cousins, “decided to take her wedding into her own hands, not leaving a chance for anyone to take away from their happiness.”

“About time!” someone called out, letting out a whoop and cheers.

My Uncle Grady was grinning and clapping, completely gleeful at my aunt’s outrage. “I don’t even have to know the details to know this was your doing, Cassidy. You’ve always been after attention and now you’ve got it.”

A few more yells of frustration echoed out, all aimed at her. I’ve never seen her turn so red.

The screams of outrage rang out and it was soon a full on battle until Beck let out a loud whistle, quieting them down.

Okay, that whistle was kind of sexy. He gestured for me to continue and I couldn’t help but give him a sappy smile before turning to the crowd.

“With all that said, costs for the resort are already covered, and everyone is welcome to just enjoy the amenities, food, and activities around here. We hope you have a fun and relaxing week!” I raised my voice to cut off any protests and gave a quick wave before following the guys off-stage.

We somehow made it halfway down the hall before someone was calling out.

Though, it wasn’t who I expected.

“Grace, wait!” Drew was running toward us, looking like he’d seen a ghost. “Please.”

My guys stepped around me, as if protecting me from this unknown alpha.

“It’s fine, guys,” I reassured them. Maybe if I let him say what he needed to, he’d leave me alone.

I don’t know why I was feeling so angry toward him, but I couldn’t shake the annoyance that he’d never looked back again when he left me behind.

Which was exactly why I’d struggled with believing my pack would be happy with me in Rockwood Valley.

Because he hadn’t been.

I wasn’t enough for him. Plus, just like now, I was unwilling to compromise.

My stomach churned as I waited for Drew to speak. He was studying me, those sea glass green eyes wide as he read every emotion likely displayed on my face.

“Can we talk for a minute?”

Then he was close enough that my heart stopped. He was big, years of football making his muscles well honed. I had to tip my head back to take him in.

His scent wasn’t blocked anymore, either. It was also nothing like I remembered.

His once fruity and sweet scent had changed, shifted to something stronger and laced in spices that deepened it, turning it into something masculine and intoxicating.

“You can tell now, right?” he asked, almost desperate. This explains why he was so strange the last time he caught me. He’d seemed strange and stunned.

It was the same day I washed off my blockers.

Fuck.

My heart was pounding and palms sweaty, but my omega was dancing inside of me like she was a dragon finding her hoard… only it wasn’t treasure, it was mates.

“Want to fill us in, freckles?” Spencer asked. His voice was curious and cautious at the same time.

“She’s my scent-match,” Drew answered before I could. His eyes were hard, as if daring them to fight him.

“Wait, I thought you were friends, how did you not know?” Beck demanded. He seemed annoyed and suspicious.

“His scent has some of the same notes, but it’s changed,” I admitted.

“Yours, too,” he agreed, his face softening as he looked back at me. “We just came into our scents back then, I don’t think they were fully developed. God, I’m so fucking sorry, Grace. I should have known. I should have never left.”

The words I’d waited to hear before I gave up on that pipe dream hit me and I nearly folded. Even when I thought he was a chosen mate, it broke me when he left.

It still hurt, after all this time.

“Don’t say that,” I pleaded. Could he not tell that I was barely holding it together, here?

“We need to move this somewhere else,” Beck said, gently leading me down the hall like I was fragile. It felt like I was at the moment, too. My body was moving on autopilot and my mind lost in a fog.

I’d wanted a pack, but I never imagined the little bubble of happiness I found being shifted again.

“It’s going to be alright,” Beck promised, his voice gentle but I could see the frustration there.

Was this going to be the point of no return. The moment I become ‘too much’ for them to handle?

As if they could feel my stress, Spencer and Cade moved to my sides, touching me and erasing some of the fear.

Though, their support didn’t make it any less tense as the door closed behind us and the alphas faced off.

Grace

“Iknow this is likely not what your pack had planned, but I’m not walking away from Grace unless she tells me to,” Drew said firmly. “I was an idiot once. Never again.”

“If you had stayed, you never would have had the career you loved,” I argued. My voice was rough, as if it was unused. Or maybe the anxiety just made it sound like that. A bit breathless and raspy, and not in a cute way.

“Fuck my career, look where it got me,” he scoffed, gesturing at the limp I hadn’t noticed before as he paced the floor. “Hurt, permanently retired, and lost out on years with you. The woman I could never forget.”

I let my eyes drift shut, refusing to cry right now. I’d done enough of that already.

“You know, all I ever wanted to do was embrace my omega side. To build a home I loved and was comfortable in, one that was in a town I adored with men who were content being there with me and letting me spread my cozy things all over. Now we have to figure out how to meld three sets of different lives.”

“No one ever said becoming a pack was going to be easy,” Cade said with a shrug. “Life would be boring if everything fell into place. We’ll figure it out, muse.”

“I’m willing to do whatever it takes for you, Grace,” Drew promised. I couldn’t help but study his handsome face. He was tan from years in the sun, bigger than ever, but there was still that familiar softness to his eyes. The slight crinkle and smile lines a sign he’d laughed often. They were the perfect hints at the boy I used to know.

“You left me once.” It wasn’t fair, but it was real. I needed to say it or I’d never move on. “I wasn’t enough for you to stay then. Why am I now? Am I just the backup plan?”

“That’s a valid question,” Beck agreed, voice gruff and eyes menacing as he turned them on Drew.

“Not helping,” Spencer muttered to him but the alpha didn’t budge.

“She wanted me to stay, and I knew if I did I’d lose everything I worked hard for. My entire life was football,” he admitted, not bothering to hold back or make excuses.

“And I had no right to try and take that from you,” I sighed. “As much as I wanted to be chosen, it wasn’t a fair ultimatum to give. This is the exact reason I struggled with you all being from the city and having a well-established life there.”

“You cut me out, too,” Drew said, voice full of pain. I’d all but wrote him off, worked hard to forget him, and he’d been thinking of me.

The guilt was awful.

I hadn’t expected the mirror to shift to me, but now I couldn’t help but hate myself a little for it. It wasn’t fair what I did to him, either.

“I did. I couldn’t pine for you,” I admitted. “I convinced myself you were wrong, that our scents weren’t right, and forced myself to move on.”

“And now you have a pack.” It was a whispered, somber observation that hit me like a punch to the gut.

“We just met, if that helps,” Cade offered. “This wedding brought us all here together.”

“Now what? The wedding is obviously not happening,” I pointed out. “Where do we go from here?”

What I needed was for someone to figure this out and take charge. I was tired of asking that damn question.

“Well, we aren’t leaving you and going back to our lives,” Beck said, a side eye sent to Drew who ignored it.

“I’m following you to Rockwood Valley. It’s about time I returned home,” Drew said easily, as if there was no other choice. “I’ve been looking for pack houses.”

I hated that it felt like a forced choice. Though, I knew I wasn’t in the headspace to make any sort of judgment or decisions.

“Right now, I think I just need some girl time,” I admitted.

Then, I stood up and walked out like the coward I was. Suddenly, I was that girl years ago, just graduated high school, and broken hearted all over again. I needed to live in this pain a moment before I unfairly cast him aside to protect myself.

I pulled out my phone as I hurried outside, taking the back halls once again to avoid my mom and family.

Grace: SOS

Sidney: We’re on the dock, do we need to come to you?

Grace: No, on my way.

They were all looking my way when I wound around the building. I’d meant to get fresh air, it was just plain good luck they also had the same idea.

“Whose ass do we need to kick?” Sidney asked, a few of their pack mates perking up, especially the Whitaker brothers.

“Down, boys, I’m alright,” I said as I collapsed on the worn planks next to my friends. “Apparently, I have another mate.”

“Wait, what?” Ori gasped. “Who?”

“There was this guy in high school. We were close. Everyone thought we were just best friends, but we were more than that. Our scents weren’t right at the time, he had a future in football and I didn’t want to leave home. Blamed him for a long time for us falling apart, though I was just as stubborn then. I haven’t seen him since he left for college, and left me behind.”

“Until now,” Avery guessed, scooting closer to offer me comfort. It wasn’t hard to see the worry on my face and hear the waver in my voice.

“How did the other guys take it?” Wren asked with a frown.

“If that answer is anything but understanding from them, we might need to have a chat,” Maverick said. His normally stoic features were twisted into a frown, and with his arms crossed and muscles on display, he looked like he could scare most alphas into their place.

“Beck is a bit thrown off, challenging the alpha for walking away from me and not looking back, but not downright hostile,” I admitted with a defeated sigh.

“What can we do to help?” Sidney asked. It was a testament to how fragile I felt that she was still being so gentle. Usually, her sass would be out at full force.

“All I want is to go home,” I admitted. “This entire stay has been a disaster. I’m overwhelmed, far too vulnerable, and really don’t want witnesses to my life spinning out of control.”

“Then go home,” Sidney shrugged, like it was that easy. “Get your stuff packed, load your car, and drive home. Reclaim your life and let them figure out how they are going to fit into it.”

“It’s not playing hard to get,” Oriana said as gently as possible. “It’s you giving them a chance to prove they are the pack you need and deserve.”

It felt so petty. Just leaving and letting them follow. But god, I needed it.

I needed to feel in control, and I needed to know that they would keep their word.

And I needed to be far away from my family right now. I’d barely seen the brunt of their crazy now that Hailey wasn’t here.

“I’m going to go pack,” I said, standing up and brushing off my shorts.

“We’re heading back, too. As nice as the place is, I think I’d rather be in Rockwood Valley, too, if it means being stuck here with drama,” Avery admitted. “How about we plan a girl’s night tomorrow night? That’ll give us time to snuggle the kids and rest first.”

“Everyone can come out to our place,” Ori offered. “We can make a bunch of appetizers, drink some wine or sparkling juice if anyone needs, and watch some movies or something.”

“Sounds perfect. You guys are the best,” I said before heading inside.

The guys were all still in the suite when I walked in, Drew included. They all looked more settled now, but worried.

“I’m packing up and heading back to Rockwood Valley. I need to go house hunting, and honestly just need far away from my family and this wedding drama.”

The words hung in the air as the guys exchanged looks.

“Are you leaving because of us?” Beck asked. It was blunt and the way his eyes burned into me told me he was watching for signs that there was more to this.

“I don’t want to be here anymore,” I said, giving nothing else away.

“Then you don’t have to be,” Spencer reassured me. “We just need to go back to our place and wrap things up to move and pack. I’d love to look at places with you when we get back.”

I swallowed hard and nodded. It was a reasonable thing to do and I needed to not freak out over the separation.

“How long do you think it will take?”

Beck frowned and shifted uneasily. They shared a look and I just knew I’d hate this answer.

“Two weeks at most, I think. We have to make sure the company is running smoothly, get with our board and lawyers, and get someone to keep up with the loft for when we’re in town and get your room ready for that, too. I don’t want you visiting, even for short bursts, without a nest.”

“Company?” Drew asked.

“They own a scent company. PackSense.”

Drew laughed in shock. “Not just a scent company, the scent company.”

Beck puffed up at that. “We did a few sponsorships in the sports world. That’s why you look familiar. The football fans sponsorship, right?”

“Yes,” Drew answered, shaking his head. “Small world.”

“Sorry about your injury,” Spencer said. It sounded genuine and my heart warmed. They were trying.

With a sigh, I stood up and moved over to my two bags, working on collecting my things as they chatted. Eventually, Drew left to do the same.

Arms encircled me as I stood there, frozen, unsure what else to do. I leaned back and breathed in Spencer’s sweet, icy scent.

“I’m not ready to let you go, yet,” he whispered as he buried his face in my neck. “I just found you.”

“It’s temporary, right?” I tried to sound optimistic but it fell flat.

“It is,” he said firmly. “We are coming to find you, Grace. Just don’t give up on us. There are a lot of details to wrap up but we’ll handle it as quickly as possible so we don’t have to keep leaving to fix things.”

“I won’t,” I vowed as I let my eyelids flutter closed, soaking in his touch for what might be the last time in two weeks.

He moved away and Cade took his place, turning me so I could bury my face into his chest. His tropical, creamy scent had me fighting back tears.

“Don’t cry, muse. It’s temporary and I will be talking to you every damn day,” he promised.

“You better,” I warned as I swiped away tears and pulled back before I lost my resolve.

I could go with them, they’d take me in a heartbeat. But my own work things were waiting in Rockwood Valley and we all knew I needed them to show up for me this time.

All four of them.

When I glanced around for Beck he was carefully folding some of their clothes and packing them in my bag. The sweet gesture was nearly my undoing and I launched myself at my alpha.

His purr soothed the jagged edges as he held me tight, picking me up so I had to wrap my legs around him.

“Promise me you’re going to be waiting for me when I get there, sweetheart. Don’t think we’re anything like that boy you lost. We’re men who are shifting everything to come to you, give us the time to do that properly,” he begged me.

I hated that he sounded as vulnerable as I was. The fact it was this difficult on us all meant that this wasn’t the same.

That we all would be fighting to get back to each others’ side.

This was the pack I’d dreamt of and I wasn’t going to let them go that easily. I just needed a bit of normalcy back in my life and a place of my own.

I’d overstayed at Hailey’s place and I needed to be back in control of my life.

Two weeks would fly by. Right?

Drew

I’d moved my truck beside Grace’s small car, my stuff loaded in the back, and I was leaning against the front while I waited for her.

She deserved to have a moment with her pack, the one I wanted to become a part of. It wasn’t going to happen by me forcing my way into a dynamic I hadn’t earned a place in yet.

However, while they were running off to the city to wrap up their lives, I had every intention of following her to Rockwood Valley.

Letting her slip out of my life again was not an option.

When Grace stepped out of the front door, her men around her and luggage in their hands, I stood up.

She smiled over at me, a soft, gentle ghost of one that hinted at uncertainty and the desperate need for reassurance.

That was something I could only offer with actions and I hoped this wasn’t too much.

“Hey, did you come to say goodbye?”

“Actually, I wanted to see if you wanted company for the long ride back. I can hire a car service to bring yours back so we can ride together?”

God, I sounded like such a dork.

I didn’t dwell on it because the hope in her eyes was enough for me to know I was being just the right amount of extra.

“Actually, that would be amazing. The drive was torture and honestly I’m a hot mess today,” she admitted, her shoulders sagging a bit before digging into her little pink purse and handing over her keys. “Just give me a few.”

I nodded, walking around the truck to give them another moment while I called up the guys I’d spoken to. They were already on their way and I hurried inside to leave the keys at the front desk.

When I made it back out, Grace was sniffling as they buckled her into the front of my truck.

“Take care of her,” Beck warned me as he looked over, eyes not quite hostile, but full of authority.

“With my life,” I said easily. Now that I’d scented her, saw her again, I knew I’d never let anything happen to her.

It was the exact reason I was driving her back.

“We’ll call you when we land,” Spencer promised as they each gave her a kiss and closed the door.

I turned the key in the ignition and buckled in, giving her a moment to breathe before pulling away.

Her sniffles grew stronger and I couldn’t do nothing, so I offered her my hand. She didn’t hesitate to slip it into mine.

“You’re not angry I’m crying over other men?”

I shook my head. “You’re crying over our pack, Gracie.”

She let out a watery laugh. “I haven’t heard that in a long time.”

The mood grew somber again, tension rising between us and I worried she’d pull her hand away.

“I’m sorry I didn’t follow you out of Rockwood Valley.” Her voice was so quiet and the words unexpected it took me a second to respond.

“Gracie, I think we both have to take a hard look at that dynamic. I loved you and I never stopped, but I don’t think either one of us was willing to compromise and that tells you that it wasn’t the right timing. I needed to leave, to have my career. Now, I’m more than ready to spend my life getting to know you all over again and finding new things I love about you.”

Her voice wavered again as she answered. “What was your plan before seeing me again?”

“Finding you,” I admitted, not wanting to hide it. “I knew your sister, knew you’d be there, and I needed to see you. Finding out we were actually scent matched didn’t change my intentions of seeing if there was still a spark between us.”

Her breath caught. “Really?”

I pulled over on the side of the long road, putting my truck in park and turning her way.

“My time playing football was amazing, but I’ve been alone a long time, Gracie. I’ve wanted nothing more than to turn around and drive home for years. Now that I’m here, nothing could take me away.”

I put every ounce of conviction I could into my tone.

“You’ve always been my end game, Gracie, even when I didn’t realize it myself. Those first years away from you were hard. I buried myself in workout routines and games. I’ve lived that life and honestly, I wouldn’t go back if I could.”

Now she was crying again, her fingers frantically yanking at her seatbelt as I hurriedly pulled over. Just as I threw it in park, she was free. Then she was crawling into my lap, her cheek nuzzling against mine, scent marking me. My alpha roared inside me, a purr rumbling out for his sweet omega, and every instinct I had was riding on me to prove to her that I was never walking away again.

Then she was blinking up at me with those gorgeous baby blues and I couldn’t hold back. My lips slanted over hers and she met me with the same hunger, years of pain and frustration coming out in a kiss that was as bruising as it was healing.

She tasted so sweet, smelled so fucking perfect. My cock was painfully hard but I ignored it, my fingers squeezing her hips gently as I teased my tongue into her mouth.

Gracie always thought she was timid and sweet, but I knew better. I’d seen her fire plenty of times, so this whole event was no surprise. Now, kissing me and telling me without words how much she needed me to stay, I saw it again.

I was gone for this girl. Just like I had been since I turned seventeen.

She pulled away then, her forehead resting against my chest as her chest heaved. I did the same, praying she didn't wiggle in my lap so I wouldn’t embarrass myself.

I rested my chin on her head gently, soaking in the feel of my omega finally being in my arms.

“This drive will take even longer if I don’t get back in my seat,” she whispered, breaking the silence. “Just tell me this is real, first.”

“It’s real, Gracie. You’re finally mine.”

“Yours,” she agreed on a happy sigh.

Then she was crawling back over to her seat. I gave a silent thank you to past me for buying a bench seat as I slid her back in the middle and buckled her in. Her laughter was light now and I couldn't help but be proud that I’d helped her in some small way.

Once she was settled and my phone was in her hands with instructions to play music, I pulled back onto the road.

The ride seemed too short now as we drove, singing old familiar songs and caught up on our lives. She told me about her job, about moving around, and how bad she wanted her own place back again.

“Shop with me. I need somewhere to live, the guys need somewhere to come home to, and you need a home base,” I said.

“Thank god,” she said. “I know my abandonment issues are so ridiculous but I need to know there’s space for us all, that you’re with me.”

“I don’t think it’s silly. Look at your life, Gracie. Your dads disappeared, your mom and her family are one step up from the devil, I left. You’ve been on your own, no one to rely on but Hailey and she had her own life. You just need someone in your corner who won’t leave. That’s where we come in. Where I plan to stay.”

She had a happy smile on her face as she opened up her phone to look up available listings.

“There’s a farm, but I’m out on that one,” she said with a chuckle. “I like small town life, not barnyard life.”

“Is there something close to the city center?” I asked. “You always loved downtown.”

“I do but I think within walking distance, not right on the main drag, would be better,” she said as she scrolled further.

It was quiet for a bit as I merged onto the highway. She hummed happily as she searched and her scent swirled around me in the cab, sweeter than ever and settling something that had been missing in my soul.

I was obsessed with her and I swear she was going to get sick of me before this even started. The urge to touch her, to kiss her, to claim her… was so strong.

“How do you feel about renovations?” she asked, startling me out of my not-so-savory thoughts.

“Depends,” I admitted. “I don’t mind hard work, it might be nice, but design is not my strong suit.”

“I always thought that it was so cool when old buildings were converted into homes. This one was the old firehouse before they upgraded and it was converted to a farmers’ market a while back, but that also moved. It’s been empty for a while, but so much space. There’s the main garage that could be a common area and maybe even a space to paint for Cade who’s an artist.”

“They usually have pretty big kitchens, too,” I agreed. “How does it look in the pictures?”

“Outdated,” she admitted. “But most of the walls are exposed brick, they market redid electrical, plumbing, and the roof, so definitely good bones.”

“Would it be liveable while we work on renovations?” I asked. The building would be incredible but I needed her by my side, and in our own place.

“It could be. There might be a bit of work converting it to a residence, but Mayor Adams is great at getting things done,” she said.

“We’ll be back in a few hours, think they’d fit us in for a late showing?”

“Never hurts to find out,” she said, hitting the number attached to the listing and arranging a meeting for four hours from now.

Which gave us just enough time to catch up, stop for fast food, and drive to the town we’d both be calling home.

Grace

The firehouse was one of the coolest buildings I’d ever come across. The fading brick façade and sturdy building had character. There were bits of faded signage and blue paint on the large parking lot, both of which spoke of years as the local firehouse.

Inside it was empty, smelling of cleaner and shone to perfection. The big garage was open and empty, waiting for us to find different ways to use it.

Except for the pole that jutted up into the second floor above. I had a feeling I’d have fun with that. It was already buffed, making it gleam in the afternoon light.

The kitchen was the most outdated, but that gave us a way to gut it and rebuild it for a pack, not the firemen.

Upstairs the living quarters were empty. There were at least five rooms, all fading carpets and worn walls. More blank slates for us to renovate.

When the realtor led us outside, I fell even more in love with the place. The yard was enormous, with a garden taking up one corner, a playground at the other, and the rest was wide open. The back patio was a sturdy outdoor kitchen that still had a grill, pizza oven, and a large griddle. Behind it was a sitting area still faded in places to show where furniture once stood and an empty, but swept-out, fireplace.

I could just imagine snuggling under blankets with a roaring fire as the nights grew colder.

“What do you think, Gracie?” Drew asked as he stepped closer, his scent teasing my nose and hand resting on my back.

My heart picked up its crazy beating as he warmed my side with his presence. I glanced up into the heart-aching smile he beamed down at me.

How I went all this time without it was insane. Right now with the rest of our pack hours away, I was ready to cling to it like a crazy, little omega.

“I think it has tons of potential. What about you?”

“I’m dying to get my hands dirty,” he admits. “I think a swimming hole out back, beef up that sitting area outside, get rooms ready and especially your nest, then let you spread your sweet omega charm through this industrial building until it’s a home.”

His voice was pure and wistful as he talked. I let that sink into my very bones, reminding me that I had a pack and no one was leaving again.

Especially, not him. You don’t build a life then walk away easily.

“Pull the trigger?” I asked, not bothering to hide the hope in my voice.

“Done,” he promised, brushing a kiss over my temple before disappearing, leaving me to walk around and picture all the possibilities while I basked in the foreign feeling of not being alone anymore.

I’d always envied the Whitakers and their mates for the way they all came together in one big family. I was welcomed in, but on the sidelines. I was a close friend but never really felt like I wasn’t encroaching.

It was me and Hailey against the world.

Now she had a mate and…

I have mates, too, I had to remind myself. This was the natural course of life and I had to stop being so damn hard on myself.

I’d feel better with a purpose and a way to put this extra nervous energy to good use. Being seperated from a freshly found pack, no bites on my neck or set return date, wasn’t for the faint of heart.

Or the omega inside who was terrified they wouldn’t come back.

Drew and I just drove into town and right to this place, we had nowhere else to go outside of Hailey’s place, and if the alpha was willing, he wasn’t leaving my side yet.

“Hey, they’ll be calling soon,” Drew soothed as he pulled me into his chest. I wanted to soak in the reassurance but my heart was fragile right now. It was really hard to not feel rejected.

As if summoned by his words, my phone rang. When I saw a video call coming in from Cade, I didn’t hesitate to answer and walk outside.

“Hey, where are you?” he asked, eyeing the faded door and bricks behind me.

“Just a potential packhouse Drew and I found,” I smirked. “You can see it when you get here.”

“About that,” he sighed. My heart sank into my stomach, my scent souring around me enough that it choked the fresh air.

“What is it?” my voice wavered and I could see my stricken face reflecting back at me.

“The board is giving us kickback on the move to Rockwood Valley. Don’t worry, we aren’t easy to dissuade, just now we have to jump through a few unexpected hoops,” he admitted. “Beck is already in there ripping them a new asshole and Spencer is doing damage control. I wanted to keep our omega in the loop and promise her we’ll move mountains to be by your side soon.”

“I know you will,” I lied through my teeth. Somewhere, on the surface, that might be partially true. But, deep down, in the wounded omega of my soul, it was confirmation that they’d find reasons not to join me here.

“Gracie?” Drew asked as he stepped outside, arms immediately pulling me close. “What’s wrong? I could smell your stress from in there.”

“Red tape bullshit,” Cade said, filling him in without hesitation. I should love that they were being open with him, including him, but I was seconds away from losing it.

“Check in when you know more,” I said in a fake cheerful face that had Cade’s concern flaring stronger. His eyebrows crinkled and his eyes narrowed. “I’m exhausted and we have to get back. Talk soon!”

I ended the call then immediately broke down. Drew didn’t judge me, just pulled me close and whispered reassurance.

“Is this how you felt when I left?” His broken whisper held pain and I didn’t want to lie, so I simply nodded.

“I lived then, I’ll live now,” I managed to choke out.

“You’ve got me and they will come back,” he promised. It was a dark vow, one that said he’d drag them back himself if he had to.

I didn’t want that. My mates needed to want to be close to me.

“It’s fine,” I lied again. “Just need food and sleep. Are you heading back to Hailey’s with me?”

“Of course,” he said. “Never leaving your side again, omega.”

I had a feeling Drew would remind me that every chance he got.

Cade

Grace’s pain filled eyes and forced smile had a growl escaping me. It could rival any alpha’s and I was ready to eviscerate every one of the old assholes on the board.

They weren’t the founders here, and honestly, let them pull their fucking investments.

When I walked in, Cade and Spencer were alone and it reeked of defeat.

“What the fuck?” I demanded.

“More bullshit,” Spencer cursed, a bitter sneer on his face I’d never seen before. “We own this fucking company but they have their hands in so many aspects that its going to take work to get this new office approved.”

“I’ll fire them all,” Beck vowed.

“You can’t,” I argued. Even I knew that. We’d allowed ourselves to bring in investors, which became shareholders. They did hold power.

We held more, though. And had plenty of resources at our fingertips.

“Why are they fighting back?” I demanded. “They’ve never done this before.”

“Politics,” Beck bit out. “They want us here, the face of the company, not hidden from the public eye hours away.”

“We’ll be coming back here when we need to,” I growled. “We’ve been more than accommodating.”

“They can’t truly shut it down,” Beck said, taking a calming breath. “But red tape means we’re delayed.”

“I just told Grace,” I admitted as I sank down into the chair. This fucking boardroom made me twitch. It was suffocating in here.

“How was she?” Beck asked, deflating.

“She nearly cried when I said it would take longer,” I admitted. “Looked like I kicked her while she was down. I think she’s feeling rejected.”

“Never,” Spencer spit out. “I’ll leave right now. Fuck this company.”

“We can’t provide for her if we’re jobless,” Beck said, calm as ever and pissing me off even more. “We do what we have to and go home.”

It wasn’t a bark, but a direct order from our alpha. One that would tear our pack apart if we ignored it.

I hated that he was fucking right. We had to do this so we could establish a life with our omega that didn’t have us constantly in and out. That would be just as bad.

“Call her every day. Text her. Keep present,” Spencer said, giving us each a look. “Don’t let doubt creep into her mind.”

“Never,” Beck promised, looking relieved we weren’t walking away from him and his orders.

“Let’s go home,” Spencer said, standing up and cracking his neck. “We’ll hit them again tomorrow with full plans they can’t refuse.”

We stopped for pizza and sank down on the couch, laptops in hand. Even I joined, though my hands itched for a paintbrush. I had a new muse to paint and my sketches were no longer enough.

The sun was rising before Spencer called it, a feral smile on his face.

“Let them red tape this,” he vowed, stumbling to his room.

We had four hours, then we’d be back in meetings. For once, I followed their lead, ignoring the urge to create.

She was all that mattered.

Grace

“Okay, we clearly need an intervention,” Avery said with that gentle way that made my skin crawl.

“Yeah, where’s our pink loving bestie? The girl who is all smiles and sunshine and cute, oversized sweaters,” Sidney accused, crossing her arms.

“So, not a coffee date?” I half-whined, making them both quirk their eyebrows.

It only had Avery pressing further. “Girl, what is going on?”

“They’re still fighting to get the office moved,” I admitted with another half-whine. What the fuck was wrong with me? Every missed call or text was like a stab to the heart and even I knew it was dramatic.

Then someone walked by with too much perfume and my hand flew over my mouth and nose as I tried and failed to not gag.

“Oh god. You’re pregnant,” Avery hissed in shock.

“No,” I argued. “I haven’t even had a heat and had birth control with the guys.”

“Sure, but you also were freshly found mates. That negates a whole lot it shouldn’t,” Sidney argued.

“No, no, no,” I muttered, the terror striking through me nearly sending me into a spiral.

“Look, I have a test leftover,” Avery said as she dug in her bag and pulled out the box and tucked it into my own purse. “Use it when you’re ready."

“They’ll be back.” Everyone always said that with confidence while I continued to fall apart. I hated that they were gone. But my omega? She was practically desolate, curling into a ball and preparing for the worst.

The first week I was optimistic, we both were.

Now that’s over and this current virus wasn’t helping.

“It’s just a stomachache,” I argued weakly. “I’m just all thrown off with them gone.”

“Okay,” Avery said, even as the two shared a worried glance. “I have to run, have a job to finish today. I put off work long enough.”

They tried to argue but I hurried out and stepped into the warm sunshine. Shockingly, I was missing the lake right about now.

Not that Rockwood Valley didn’t have one, but it wasn’t the same without them. But this hot, sticky, summer air was making me feel so much worse.

Drew’s ringtone went off and a small smile crept across my face. Despite the alpha and betas who haven’t come back to me, he has a sixth sense for knowing when I need him.

“Hey, Gracie. I’m exhausted. How about we call it a day and have a picnic down by the creek?”

“You’ve read my mind,” I said as the tension seeped from me. Maybe my heat was closer than I thought.

“Perfect, are you almost back?”

We’d crashed at Hailey’s for about a week while he somehow greased palms into getting our paperwork streamlined. We bought the property easily and now we’d redone two of the rooms so we had ours ready, though he slept with me most nights.

Drew and I had fallen into a friendship again. There were touches, looks of longing, but neither one of us had pulled the trigger.

I knew he wanted me, but he was respecting the space I’d accidentally put between us. Maybe this missed period and weird hormones were from missing my other pack members, but also the stress of the move, the wedding… a nasty combination of it all.

Maybe it was time to change that.

With my purse weighed down by the test, I made my way home. The firehouse… or packhouse, now, smelled incredible. It was clear that Drew went all out for this date, which only solidified my plan.

It was time to take this relationship past friendship and to where it belonged… an omega claiming her alpha.

Sneaking upstairs, I took a quick shower and shaved, before sliding on a cute swimsuit and a sundress over the top. I opted to leave my hair damp and makeup off, it would be messed up again soon anyway.

It was far too hot to not get in the creek and the spot I knew he’d take me to, the one I’d been in so many times with him before, was deep enough to swim.

I found Drew in the kitchen with a genuine picnic basket in one hand, a big blanket in the other. His smile was adorable, green eyes lit up at the sight of me.

I’d been so wrapped up in missing them, I was clearly not seeing Drew as I should have. He was attentive, sweet, playful, and respecting every invisible boundary I’d put up.

Ignoring his full hands, I walked closer. His eyes tracked the movement, watching me stalk closer. His smile turned from excited, to sexy as he stood, statue still.

“Hello,” I offered. My voice sounded husky and breathless, telling him exactly where my thoughts had gone.

“Gracie.” My name was a prayer, a beg for salvation, and god it was powerful.

“Drew.” My response ended as I stepped into his heat, feeling his alpha pulsing just under the surface, ready to strike, if his muscles weren’t locked down tight.

Then I ghosted my lips over his.

It snapped something in my alpha. Before I could even process, he had his things thrown on the table and me in his arms, his mouth slanting over mine.

He kissed like a god… though, a starving one. His tongue swept in, possessive and dominant. He devoured me like he was committing my taste, my feel, to memory.

Maybe he was. Just as afraid of losing me as I was of losing him.

His scent swelled brighter, the strawberry, mandarin, and spicy alpha scent swirling around me.

A low, feral noise filled the air. It wasn’t until he spoke that I realized I was making that embarrassing sound. A whine that echoed from my wounded soul, begging him to make me his.

“I’ve got you, Gracie,” he promised so sweetly as he moved his kisses from my lips, to my neck, teasing over my unmarked skin and making me shiver. I could feel his smile against my skin.

“I need,” I started, unable to even finish the sentence.

“What do you need?” he asked. “I need your words, Gracie. Tell me what you need and I’ll give it to you.”

It was a vow from my alpha. One said with so much conviction I couldn’t shake it off as anything but the genuine truth.

“You.”

“You have me,” he promised, kissing again before pulling back. “I want specific words.”

“Your knot,” I whimpered like the needy omega I was.

His smile should have scared me. It was downright feral, a promise to devour me. I knew I wouldn’t be the same when he was done with me.

I welcomed the change.

“Take me, alpha.”

He let out a rumbling groan, green eyes flashing with pure, molten fire.

“My pleasure, little omega,” he managed to get out before I was being carried upstairs, our picnic forgotten for now.

“But our picnic,” I said in my last moments before losing myself in him. He let out a little laugh.

“I’ll spread it out for you in the backyard later,” he promised. “Nothing will be ruined. This is so much better than the creek.”

“Drew,” I gasped as his teeth grazed over my neck. My skin practically tingled under the alpha’s teasing bites and all I could think was that I needed his mark on me.

Was it too soon?

My thoughts sailed away as I was thrown onto his bed. The sheets held his sweet, citrusy scent and I wanted to press my face into them and inhale.

But I had the real thing hovering over me. He dipped down as if he read my thoughts, trailing his cheek over me to scent mark my face and neck. His beard was just rough enough to send goosebumps skittering over my skin.

I bet it would feel amazing rubbing against my thighs.

That thought had fresh slick wetting my suit. The thin fabric was doing nothing to hide just how much I wanted this alpha.

“Tell me you’re mine, Gracie. Tell me we’re pack.” It was a plea laced in desperation and desire. One I felt down deep in my bones.

“I’m yours, Drew. We’re pack,” I promised before claiming his mouth again.

Now that he had permission, Drew wasn’t satisfied with only kissing me, he needed to taste me everywhere. He was practically shaking as he slid my dress over my head. His eyes raked over my bikini, taking in the pebbled nipples and slick darkening the fabric that was absolutely his fault.

“The only omega for me,” he declared in that rough, husky tone.

Then my bikini was gone along with his own clothes. Everything he did was quick, almost feral, but I had a feeling that was where that ended.

He’d be the slow, torturous kind of lover that wanted me to come until I couldn’t stop shaking, tasting every inch of me meticulously, and only then would he give me his knot.

As if I’d given him a direct challenge, Drew did just that. He braced himself on his elbows, kissing me once before he was tasting and teasing my skin. Little bites and open mouth kisses, his tongue teasing out to get a deeper taste as he moved lower.

My eyes rolled back as he flicked his tongue over my hard nipples, worshipping each thoroughly before moving lower. I let my legs fall open wider, hips rocking against his hard body in a silent plea.

As he took his time, I let my own fingertips learn his body. Ghostly touches fanning down his chest, over his shoulders and biceps, before nails scratched down his back.

The only time he faltered was when my nails bit into his scalp, a low rumble of pleasure that was stolen away as he reached my slick pussy.

His inhale was so loud that I felt it, then he was blowing it over me. I shivered at the sudden chill as my back arched, trying to seek out his mouth.

Strong hands held me in place, not letting me have an inch. One long swipe of his tongue was all he gave me, as if he was savoring the taste of my slick. A satisfied purr echoed out and then he lunged forward, burying his face in my needy core. It was too erratic for me to come for him, but it had me breathing hard and writhing against his hold, amped up but not quite there, leaving me absolutely desperate.

Then he sucked on my clit, two fingers plunging into me. With the slow movement of his fingers as he stretched me and the unrelenting attention of his mouth, I didn’t stand a chance.

I came on a choked cry, core clenching around his fingers as my body pushed against the one hand still holding me down.

He continued to tease me through the earth-shattering orgasm, pumping his fingers until I was babbling and begging for mercy, struggling to get away from the sensitivity.

I’d waited years for this, and him taking his time was driving me insane. Yet, no matter how many needy, whining pleas I gave, the alpha was undeterred.

He swiped a hand over his face and continued his descent down my body, kissing my ankle before moving back up. This time he settled on his knees, his bulky body forcing my legs wider.

The way this man stared down at me, eyes sparking with fire and tongue glazing over his lips, made me feel powerful.

“I want your knot, alpha. Please,” I said. My voice was clear and he grinned like I’d given him a prize.

“There are the words I wanted, Gracie,” he purred before gripping his thick cock in his hand. His eyes stayed on me as he stroked himself. It was almost as if he were afraid I’d disappear if he looked away for even a second.

“i’m not going anywhere, Drew. I’m yours.” He froze at my words, eyes shifting to mine and settling there.

Then he exhaled. A low, shaky sound that seemed to come from the depths of his soul.

“Mine,” he agreed as his eyes fluttered closed. He breathed deep again, a smile on his face as he was hit with our scents.

When he opened them, it was all sweetness left behind. His movements were slow and sensual, eyes staying on mine as much as possible as he lined himself up and gently pushed into me.

“I’ve dreamt about this moment for years,” he admitted on a shudder, my body stretching around him and his already swelling knot. “So fucking perfect.”

I couldn’t speak or think beyond the eyes I was drowning in. They spoke of his pain of losing me as much as my own did. It was a promise-filled abyss that said ‘never again would I have to feel that.’

My head tilted to the side and there was no hesitation as I offered my neck to my alpha.

“Are you serious, Gracie? You want my bite?”

“I’ve waited long enough, Drew,” I said, not shifting an inch.

Then his teeth were piercing my skin, white hot and blinding but as he rolled his hips, it ebbed away, leaving only my alpha’s presence behind.

Fuck, there was so much love there. He never stopped, it was years of pining, of hoping, but too afraid to truly dream.

Now I was in his arms and he was never going to let me go again. Before it could fade, I lunged for his collarbone, biting down hard and making him gasp.

It quickly turned into a moan as I soothed my tongue over it. Now he could feel the pain of the past being washed away by his presence. The way I lit up for him when he was close, and gravitated to him when he was near.

Now there was no going back.

“Kiss me, alpha.”

“Every chance I get, omega,” he promised as he crushed his lips to mine, fucking me furiously as our mouths and bodies promised that this was just the beginning.

Beck

Ifelt my pack before I saw them. Their footsteps were stomping down the hallway and I sat back, bracing for another fight.

We had never argued or screamed more than we had in the last three weeks since walking away from Grace.

They were done waiting. So was I.

My fingers drummed against the pile of letters she’d sent, little sweet reminders of what we meant to her. They were the only thing keeping my head held high now. That she understood how hard we worked and that we were coming home soon.

Though, I hadn’t missed how our conversations were shorter than last week. She was tired early and looking down. I couldn’t let this drag on any longer. It had taken long enough.

Which is why I stooped low enough to make sure that could happen. I just hoped it wasn’t too late, that my pack wasn’t done with me before then.

The door slammed against the wall with a thud and Cade walked in, eyes narrowed and angry.

“I’m done, I’m leaving,” he threatened. “Fuck this company, fuck the board. I’m going for my omega. I fucking quit.”

He threw down another letter on the desk, the same pink envelopes as I’d received. His eyes cast to mine pointedly. I hated the disappointment in his gaze.

“She’s falling apart without us,” he spit out. “I can’t hurt her. No, I won’t.”

Spencer was behind him, just as angry, but also flustered. His hands frantically danced together as he hovered just behind him, ready to rally or throw up, it wasn’t sure which would win out yet.

“Me, too,” he said, looking up at me but keeping his head downcast. “You’re our alpha but you’re failing us and her. This isn’t right. It’s gone on too long and those old alphas don’t give a fuck if we’re all suffering.”

“You’re right. They don’t,” I agreed, sliding folders across the thick desk. I’d spent the last week calling in every favor we had and digging into the lives of our board.

Spencer and Cade shared a look. It was clear they didn’t expect me to cave in any capacity.

If they thought I wasn’t just as anxious to get home to my omega they were insane. I just couldn’t let the hellscape our lives had become, affect hers. She deserved better.

“This is...” Spencer gasped, eyes wide.

“Blackmail,” I said simply. “Those are full of lies, deceit, shady deals and offshore accounts. Every one of them are vulnerable now.”

“So, we’re going home?”

Home. At one point I thought it was this godforsaken city. Now I knew the truth. It was wherever my omega was.

“Spencer, push forward the plans for our new office and allocate funds. Cade, call our girl and prepare her. I’ve got one thing to try first.”

They stood frozen as I pulled my phone off my desk and made the last call I’d ever expected to make.

“Mr. Beaumont,” Darlene Carter purred through the line. “To what do I owe the pleasure?”

“Miss Carter,” I said evenly. “I’d like to give you the first chance at a story, if you can run it far and wide for me.”

“Hmm, no agreeing until I hear the juicy gossip,” she challenged. The older beta was a viper in the best way and I knew she was already ready to strike.

“Not a chance,” I laughed. “Agree and I’ll spill. You know I’m not calling for nothing.”

“Done.”

“Are you serious?!” Cade hissed. They both thought I was going for the board. It was not something I even considered really. It was plan B at this point.

“Pack Beaumont has an omega. We’re leaving the city to follow her, though the company will still be thriving. No pictures yet. I’ll release them when we get her permission. For now, I’m thinking the mystery will do the trick.”

“Juicy,” she said gleefully, her manicured nails already clacking over her keyboard. “Gotta go!”

She promptly hung up and I dropped the phone on my desk. They were both staring back at me like I was insane, and maybe I was.

“They get one chance to fix this, to let us go and have a good image for PackSense. If they refuse? Well, then it’s on to plan B.”

“So, we’re going home?” Cade hedged, needing me to confirm it.

“I’d say we can be out of the city by tonight,” I promised. “I’m done waiting.”

“About fucking time,” Spencer beamed as he rushed off to handle his side of the business.

“Send in Lincoln. It’s his time to shine,” I said as Cade rocked on his heels, unsure what to do at this point.

The male omega rushed in, his usual smile on his face but he looked worried. I’ve been a bear this week.

“Have a moment for me? I have an idea,” I said, giving him a grin that startled him and made him stumble before nodding and falling into the seat. Cade closed the door behind us, leaving me to tie up all the loose ends.

“Lincoln, you’ve been at this company a long time. You’ve got a great resume, amazing accolades, and you know just about everything I do in and out, do you not?”

“I do, sir,” he said, nervous but confident. That’s what I enjoyed about this omega. He wasn’t just easygoing and kind, he knew he was good at what he did and took pride in his job.

“It just so happens that I will be opening a remote office from a new location,” I admitted. “We found our omega and I need to be closer. Which means, I need someone to take over what I do here to some extent. You will have my support and I can come in when you need. But you will have the title, the raise, and the influence to make this company even better.”

His shocked laughter echoed out and for a second I worried he thought this was a joke.

“You’re serious? Oh, absolutely I can handle that. This is like a dream, boss,” he said, his smile beaming.

I leveled him with a stare. “It does come with risks.”

He deflated a little, his big, brown, doe eyes fluttering closed. “The pompous alphas.”

“Yes,” I agreed. “They will act like you aren’t fit for this role, or that they’re more qualified. They are absolutely wrong on both accounts.”

“I can handle them,” he promised, a look of pure venom in his eyes. Lincoln might look sweet, but his claws could come out. I’ve only seen it twice and it was exactly why I knew he could handle it.

“Security is on your side,” I said easily. “The moment one steps out of line, fire them and call security.”

“I actually have someone in mind for my position, if you’re interested in hearing it,” he said as he regained his confidence.

“Go on.”

“There’s an alpha who started about six months ago. He’s quiet, huge, and great at his job. But he’s currently stuck organizing the IT department, where his talent is wasted.”

“Move him up as your first act,” I said with a grin. “It’s nice knowing things will run smoothly. The board will be no issue, I’m heading into a meeting with them now. Don’t send in lunch this time.”

“Noted,” he said, a wicked grin. This omega was ready to throw this entire company on its head like I was.

Ten minutes later I was walking in, folders ready in my briefcase and the front page news that was going viral on my screen.

“What do we possibly have to discuss now? We aren’t budging,” Zavier said in his signature aloof attitude.

“I thought you’d say that, so I made a move,” I said easily as I connected my phone to the projector so they could see what I did.

“What is the meaning of this?” Abrams stuttered angrily as he stood, face beet read and reading over the hundreds of different articles that had sparked in the last hour. I knew damn well that Darlene Carter would move fast.

“The world knows we have our mate. We are leaving and you will not stop us. I’ve already hired someone for my position, as is within my job duties. I would also like to remind this board of its place. You may have power within this business, but at the end of the day the largest share belongs to us and will continue to own it. You do not get a choice in personal matters.”

I let those words sink in, fingers resting on the clasps as I waited for their final words. If they escalated this, I would absolutely burn their world down.

“Good for you, son,” Lyle snorted. “I thought that was a wild move by this board and I support the change. Am I to assume that Lincoln has taken your place?”

“Oh, absolutely not,” Abrams tried but I cut him off with a glare.

“I can and I did,” I said evenly. “Spencer has sent his contract, it has been signed by both parties. I am well within my rights to hire a stand in, though I still retain my title as well. We aren’t leaving the company, we are extending it and working on a new market. Mark my words, this time next year it will be more than a small office.”

My eyes drifted around the room, noting the mix of annoyance, rage, and smug approval. The board was mixed and that was enough for me.

“I have just as much influence, if not more, as you. Keep that in mind next time you overstep.”

I snatched my case and stepped out of the room, disconnecting my phone. I’d never felt more like a powerful alpha than in that moment.

And I didn’t have to stoop to using the information I’d found. Though, I was going to burn Lyle’s. He’d earned my loyalty today.

Spencer and Lincoln were working over the contract when I walked back in. He had his round glasses on and was all business as they fussed over terms. Spencer wasn’t holding back, giving him as much room as he needed to thrive.

Just as I walked in, they started to wrap it up but I had one last thing to cover.

“Tell me, Lincoln. Has any alpha made you uncomfortable in this building? The kind of situation that makes you avoid a certain area, for example.”

He swallowed hard and nodded. “Only one. There’s an alpha, Daniel Evers. He’s on the fifth floor, an office right outside the cafeteria. I’ve avoided it for most of my time here.”

“Spencer, bring him in,” I said. “Have him wait, I have a few calls to make. Lincoln, take the afternoon away from here so you don’t have to see him.”

“Done,” he promised, scurrying out like his ass was on fire.

“Looking up more blackmail?”

“No, actually. Just the business kind. Sit down with me and comb this man’s work. Give me a reason to fire him.”

“Done,” Spencer said, sitting down before going in search of the man.

It took less than twenty minutes to find where this alpha had been slacking. With a stack of complaints in his file already, it was over.

“Actually, let’s let HR handle this one for me,” I said with a laugh, sending all the files to our favorite HR girl and letting out a breath.

“Any other issues?” Spencer asked, bouncing in his seat.

“Minor ones. Go wrap up then get home. Pack up anything we have left. I’m ready to go to our girl.”

“Done,” Spencer said, his grin blinding before he was rushing out.

Now it was a race to the end and I was nothing, if not efficient.

Grace

The two pink lines staring up at me from the pregnancy test had bile rising in my throat, though I wasn’t sure if that was from looking at the test or the morning sickness I’ve been battling for close to a week.

The first time was with the girls, and it seemed Avery was spot on.

Drew had to have noticed but he didn’t call me on it and I’d tried my best to be discreet. It helped that he didn’t know my normal eating and sleeping patterns.

Fuck, I was pregnant. Only half my pack was home. Our packhouse was a construction zone.

Oh god.

The panic started to rise. Something that was happening far too much without them. I was always dying for a pack, but I never wanted to be this reliant on them. Yet, the half-formed bond was not being kind.

My hands shook as I pulled up the group chat I had with Avery, Sydney, Oriana, and Wren. We’d all become such good friends and right now, I needed them in the worst way.

The video call was ringing and I knew that I looked like a hot mess from the way that each one of them answered, concern etching their beautiful features.

Then Avery’s eyes narrowed and a slow smile spread across her face.

Sidney wasn’t there yet, her angry voice echoing through before anyone could say a word.

“Grace, what’s wrong?” Sidney asked. “Whose ass do I need to kick?”

Instead of finding words, I simply put the test up to the screen, the bright pink lines saying everything I didn’t need to.

“Guess Avery won the bet.”

All of them started talking at the same time, a mix of excited squeals and so many questions. Too many to keep up with or make sense of.

“And let me guess. Still no pack?” Wren asked, looking livid on my behalf.

“They said they had news about an hour ago, but nothing yet,” I admitted. “In other news… I have this now.”

I pulled back my shirt to show off the new bite mark that was still a bit swollen and red, but healing nicely.

“Did you go into heat during the wedding?” Oriana asked. I shook my head.

“I couldn’t imagine riding out a heat at that venue. Most places have rules against that. No, it was just a one night stand with newly found mates. Hell, Drew and I didn’t even do anything until this,” I admitted, waving at the bite mark. “We didn’t use protection but I was on birth control.”

“That can happen the first time finding scent matches. It kick-starts our biology,” Avery said. She was right, I knew it, but her soothing was making me feel fragile and I felt that way enough lately.

“The real question is, how do I tell them all?” I asked. “Is it weird to go to an appointment first? Get the pictures?”

“That depends on if you think Drew would be okay being excluded even though he’s bonded you and is in town,” Oriana hedged.

He might not have found me yet when I got pregnant, but he was all mine now. Fuck, this just got even more complicated.

“What if he doesn’t want it?”

Ugh, when did I get so fucking insecure.

“You know what, fuck that,” I said. “He bonded me. There’s no going back.”

Oriana’s expression turned dark for a moment before she fixed it, a dark reminder that alphas can walk away.

In the end, the one that walked away from her, or pushed her away, came back.

Mine were coming and Drew promised. I wasn’t going to let the weird hormones, that made a little more sense now that I knew I was growing a tiny human, dictate my excitement.

“Guys. I’m pregnant,” I said again, testing out the words. A smile crept across my face and my hand splayed over my still-flat stomach.

“Is Drew busy?” Sidney asked. From the growing excitement I knew they were already scheming.

“He is. I can definitely sneak out,” I admitted as I peeked out of my adjoining bathroom to make sure. “I needed to do some nest shopping anyway. Where are we meeting?”

“Everyone else, I’ll text the details. Grace, I’ll swing by for you,” Sidney promised. “Just bring your cute ass out front in ten!”

The call ended so abruptly I was still reeling for a second. My gaze dipped back down to the test I was clutching. My hands were clammy and my stomach just a hint of queasy but now I knew it had to do with nerves.

Yet, I refused to be down anymore. This baby was mine and I was insanely excited to be pregnant. This is what I always wanted and my pack was coming back any day now.

Drew would be over the moon. I just knew it.

Pulling on a fresh outfit and spraying some water on my curls to fluff them back up, I hurried downstairs to find my mate.

The bond had been quiet, as if he was working on something in secret, so I made noise walking through the house.

Drew popped out from the back room, dirt smudged on his cheek and a grin on his face.

“I love that I can feel you coming,” he said. “It’s like I have this brightness in my chest.”

“No more hide-and-seek,” I laughed, relieved I hadn’t let my anxiety hit him.

“Now, I wouldn’t go that far,” he teased, sweeping me into a sweaty hug that had me laughing and shoving him back. Of course, he didn’t miss a chance to tease over my bite mark.

“Stop, I have plans,” I gasped, breathless and putting distance between us now. Though, he’d effectively scent marked me so his earthy scent was clinging to my minty sweet.

I really did love that.

“What plans?” he asked as he brushed off some of the dirt clinging to him.

“Shopping with the omegas,” I explained. “We may grab dinner, too, if that’s okay.”

“You don’t need my permission,” he said easily before digging in his wallet. “But use my card? I already have you as an authorized user. No worries on amounts. I doubt you’d hit anywhere near worrying numbers.”

My eyes widened at his easy laughter and grand gesture. “I have my own money, Drew.”

“I know.”

I took a breath and nodded. It wasn’t a money issue, nor did I have reservations. I just wanted to make sure he knew I wasn’t going to take advantage.

Everything this man did was so easily dominant and sweet. Without having to think he added my name to his card. He integrated our lives without question and here I was doubting him.

His nose wrinkled for a second as he pressed the card in my hand. “Did you try a new perfume?”

“No,” I said, pulling my shirt out and giving a sniff. “Do I stink?”

He snorted. “No. I don’t think that’s possible, omega. It’s just your scent is a bit different. It has a slightly floral edge it doesn’t usually have.”

“Maybe bonding changed it,” I shrugged. Though, I knew damn well what changed.

The baby.

He shrugged it off and waved me out. “This is honestly perfect. I’m working on a surprise and it’s much easier when I’m not constantly checking into the bond to make sure you don’t walk in yet.”

“A surprise?” I perked up. He’d been sticking to the big meeting room in the back he’d turned into his workshop. I wasn’t sure what it could be with this much dirt, but I was excited either way.

“Patience,” he sang out, giving me a sound kiss and sending me on my way with a gentle ass slap.

Laughing, I slipped the card into my bag and hurried outside. Letting go of the stress and knowing the source of my hormones made it so much easier to breathe. I closed my eyes and let the afternoon sun warm me from head to toe while I waited.

Tires crunching on the drive had me opening my eyes to see Sidney driving Maverick’s big truck. She was grinning like a madwoman, I was almost scared to get in.

Of course, the moment I did she pounced, crushing me in a hug.

“I’m going to be an aunt!” she sang out. “And you, my friend, are glowing.”

“I think just accepting the fact they’re coming back, and trusting the pack is making me feel so much better,” I admitted.

“Good. Let them show you, Grace. You have a great pack and I just know those guys are moving mountains to get back to you,” she said with a confidence that bolstered my own. “Now, nesting store first.”

I absolutely adored the local store. Pack Paradise was busy so we slipped past the workers to explore while we waited for the others. My recent favorite decor vibe was sunset colors. Those gorgeous blends of pinks, oranges, and purples.

Snagging one of the shopping tablets in the front, I started ticking things off as I shopped. It made it so much easier, even though Sidney brought the truck.

For once, I didn’t hold myself back. Our new packhouse needed an omega touch and I was dying for new cozy things until I cleared out my storage unit. I was putting it off until we had more of the house finished.

Sidney talked about the babies and pack life while we shopped and I soaked it in, taking notes of things I loved about their dynamic. I was so out of touch that even when my guys were home I didn’t want things to get awkward.

By the time we reached the front counter, Avery, Ori, and Wren were walking in. I handed over the tablet to the girl, paying for the purchases with my alpha’s card.

Then I was being swept off to the baby store, the real star of tonight’s hangout. I don’t think it really sank in until I was standing inside, taking in all the tiny clothes and sweet furniture.

I’m going to be a mom.

I let myself imagine what it will be like to hold a tiny baby. Thinking over the kinds of things I’d want.

It was hard with our house in shambles, but when my eyes landed on a single, small elephant, I couldn’t resist picking it up. It was so soft and had a soft, baby powder scent. I held it tight as tears burned in my eyes.

My girls didn’t say a word as they moved closer, giving me a group hug.

“Hormones are crazy,” I grumbled. “And I’m so out of my depth.”

“Every new mom is,” Wren chuckled. “It comes with the territory. The beauty of a pack and friends like us, is that you won’t be alone. Just like we did for all of us, we’ll have meals going for you, come in and clean and help where we can. Plus, you have an amazing pack that is going to spoil this little nugget rotten.”

“That they are,” I laughed, picturing the insanity to come. “I’m almost afraid to see how they handle it.”

“I say you get the elephant. Your first purchase for the baby. But come check these out first,” Avery grinned. She hooked her arm in mine and led me back to a whole section of over the top dad gear.

“Stop, what about hats?” Oriana laughed, picking up a faded ballcap that said ‘#1 Dad’ on it.

“Only Drew would like it, but Beck would love this tie,” I said, glancing around. Then I found a shirt that would absolutely fit Cade, and a small mug I got for Spencer. Each one unique, a bit gaudy, but perfect.

“Now, someone feed this baby,” I groaned as I walked toward the counter. “I’m thinking that pasta sounds incredible. Maybe I’ll finally make it through a meal in one piece.”

Spencer

“Grace!” My voice echoed above the others. I’d kept my calm but it was gone now as I bolted from the car and raced inside the strange packhouse.

She said the packhouse had character, and it certainly did. I just never expected it to be a firehouse.

Drew walked out to greet us, face set in a strained smile.

“She’s not home.”

My entire body deflated to the point I stumbled. Drew’s eyebrows scrunched as he dove for me, keeping me upright.

“She’s not here?” I repeated, voice breaking.

It smelled like her in here. Hell, he smelled like her.

“Grace went out with friends. I didn’t think you were coming back yet?” he asked. “Everything work out?”

“It’s all wrapped. Though, with complications,” Beck admitted as he walked in, looking equally as haggard.

This separation was hell. I felt sick half the time and knowing we likely caused the same for Grace was breaking me more.

“Yeah, he blackmailed the board,” Cade snorted.

“Not yet,” Beck admitted with a shrug. “But we released to the press we found an omega. We may need to post about her on our socials so they back off more.”

“She won’t mind. But she didn’t say when she’d be back. May as well unload your stuff and clean up,” he offered.

“Our movers will be here tomorrow,” Spencer sighed. “Tell me we have beds?”

“Grace’s bed,” he shrugged and gestured to the fairly empty living room. “It’s that or the couch.”

Beck and I dropped down but Cade was lighting up as he looked around, taking in the mix of old and new in this firehouse turned packhouse.

The tall ceilings and open spaces had a lot of potential. I didn’t expect to be excited about physical labor, but renovations would be a good way to throw ourselves into our new life.

“She’s a genius. This building is fucking great,” Cade hummed as he stared at each empty space with a narrow-eyed intensity that meant he was painting a picture in his mind of all the things he wanted to put there.

“Would it be wrong to go find her?” Beck asked, glancing at Drew. Then his eyes narrowed and the alpha was across the room and shoving Drew into the wall. Drew’s growl was equally as menacing.

Cade and I shared a look before I launched myself over the back of the couch and tried to send as many soothing vibes as I could to the alphas.

“What is that?”

Drew smirked at Beck’s accusation and pulled his collar down to reveal the bite mark on his collarbone.

“It’s my mate marking me,” he said.

“Fuck,” Cade growled, turning and walking outside. He wasn’t usually quick to upset and I wanted to go after him but leaving the angry alphas wouldn’t be a good thing.

“Look, it’s not my fault we connected and she felt ready,” Drew said, his voice calm now. “Don’t project your anger on me. I’ve been the one keeping our omega safe and healthy while you handled your shit. You should be fucking thanking me.”

Beck’s nostrils were flaring, vein in his neck bulging, but he shoved off of Drew and stalked outside, leaving me stunned and Drew huffing out a laugh and straightening his clothes.

“He’s not really angry with you, he’s mad at himself,” I said before going after them. To my shock, Drew followed us outside.

“You know what we’re not going to do? This. Fucking drawing a line in the sand and dividing the pack again. You did that once, now is the time to mend it, not get your feelings hurt,” Drew said, giving us each a look.

“He’s right. He was here like we should have been,” Cade bit out, puffing out his chest and facing off with our alpha.

“You’re right. I did the best I could,” Beck said with a sigh of defeat. “You can be mad at me, but I had to handle things or bring that bullshit back to her.”

“Didn’t we do that anyway?” Cade thundered, gripping his hair and walking away before he could throw a punch.

“No. The world was going to find out about her anyway, we controlled that,” I admitted. “It was a smart plan and he was willing to blackmail to get back. We can be frustrated, or we can listen to our other alpha and get our shit together and be here now.”

Cade dropped down to the grass, eyes on the stars and body starfished in the thick greenery.

“This yard is huge,” he grumbled. Our artist was sometimes reclusive and impulsive, but not usually the brooding type. This separation had broken us all a little.

Drew sighed. “I just messaged her best friend. She said they’re at a restaurant and just finishing dessert. If you hurry, we can drive her home.”

That had us all launching to the parking lot out front. Drew climbed into his big truck, the betas filling in the extended cab and our alphas in front.

Cade and I both were jumping out of our skin as we drove a few blocks. Just a few short minutes to showcase the adorable street lanterns and tiny shops.

It was easy to see why Grace loved this town so much and we were only seeing it in the darker hours.

“Here it is,” Drew announced as he parked along the curb. There was a speakeasy style bar off to one side, the Italian restaurant just ahead of it. Both had people milling in and out. At least it wasn’t one of those small towns that rolled up the sidewalks at night and turned into a ghost town.

We started to climb out but Beck reached out, gripping Drew’s arm. His eyes burned for a moment, but he waited to see if it was a fight or apology.

Then Beck shocked us all.

“I’m sorry for earlier. I let my frustration get the best of me, and maybe jealousy. Thanks for being here for her when we couldn’t.”

Drew just nodded, before getting out of the truck. Beck’s hand fell as the other alpha made his departure.

“We’re taking a week off,” Beck said as he shoved his door open. “I need to soak in my omega before going back to reality.”

“Hell yeah,” Cade cheered as he launched out of the truck.

Not for the first time, I trailed behind. This time I didn’t feel rushed or forgotten, I just needed a moment of calm before seeing her, knowing it was going to be a punch to the gut.

My jaw nearly dropped when I walked in to find them waiting in the lobby. Beck was crawling out of his skin and Cade was rocking forward, nearly ripping out of Beck’s hold.

“Together,” our alpha growled, forcing Cade to breathe and calm himself. Then laughter drew us all to one spot like a moth to flame.

Grace.

She was as gorgeous as I remembered, if not more now. Her smile came easy and she’d lost that tension we grew to know at the resort. Here, she was in her element. Even her skin was glowing.

As if she could feel our stares, she turned slowly. I swear I could hear her gasp across the crowded room.

Then we were all moving. Grace was sprinting around tables and soon she was jumping, our alpha easily catching her and Cade and I pressing into her sides. Drew watched over us, a soft smile on his face.

“You came back.” It was a shaky whisper, a confession of just how much she was starting to doubt it.

“We promised,” I reminded her, tucking a stray curl behind her ear. “We are so sorry it took so long, but we’re all yours now, freckles. No turning back.”

“I tried to remind myself you wouldn’t do that, but it was starting to slip,” she confessed as she clung to Beck like a cute little koala.

“I’ll handle the bill,” Drew said, waving down a waitress, giving us a chance to carry our girl back out to the sidewalk.

She didn’t protest as she was carried out by her alpha. Instead, she just buried her face in his neck and simply breathed.

“How did we go without this for weeks?” Cade asked no one in particular.

“Don’t leave me again,” she begged.

“No chance, sweetheart,” Beck promised. “From now on, where we go, you go, and the other way around.”

“Good.” A small sniffle nearly broke me but so did not holding her myself.

“My turn.” To my shock, Beck handed her over. She didn’t protest, doing the same burrowing hug to me that she did our alpha. Fuck if that didn’t inflate the ego a bit. She needed me just as much as I needed her.

That was how you knew fate was involved.

Cade didn’t wait long before taking her from my arms. I couldn’t deny my packmate our omega, though.

The drive back, with her wedged between our alphas, felt like it took years and not minutes.

She had us wrecked in the best way.

Grace

They’re here. They’re here. They came back. That mantra ran through my head the entire time I was squished between Beck and Drew, a big alpha hand on each leg, squeezing gently as Drew drove us home.

The cab smelled like heaven. Like home.

“No, sweetheart, don’t cry,“ Beck groaned, unbuckling himself and squeezing closer, his presence fighting against my hormonal tears.

“She’s been feeling rough for weeks,” Drew said solemnly. “She might need a puppy pile tonight to calm her omega.”

“Done,” Spencer said. “We’re here, freckles. Don’t cry.”

“It’s breaking my heart,” Drew groaned, his shoulders hunching. He had to feel it through the bond because I was too much of a mess to close it.

His foot pressed harder on the accelerator as he hurried home. I’d never been so happy to see the firehouse, even through the sheen of tears still clinging to my eyes.

My chest was aching fiercely and I wanted to crawl inside their skin to make sure they couldn’t leave me like this again.

It was only three weeks, but it felt like a lifetime to our shaky bond.

I was also needy enough to demand their bites, but they needed to know the truth before I could even ask that.

The thought of telling them had the tears coming again until I started full-on sobbing. A rumbling purr tried to calm me as Drew parked. Beck cursed and unbuckled me, pulling me into his lap and squeezing tight.

“Tell me what I can do to fix this, sweetheart. I’ll give you anything,” he promised in a fierce whisper. “I am so fucking sorry I hurt you this way.”

I tried to say something, to get coherent words out, but it was like the last three weeks of uncertainty, tension, and hormones I’d been fighting to keep under control, burst out of me like an explosion.

Beck’s door opened and Drew helped him out so he didn’t drop me, the betas pressing into our sides so we were walking in an awkward huddle. Eventually Beck gave up and dropped, all of us sitting right there in the parking lot.

A low rumble echoed out, a flash across the sky.

“We should move inside,” Cade said, but I shook my head.

“Weather said later tonight, it’s in the distance,” I argued, wanting to cling to this moment now that my tears were drying. It was the first time I’d felt whole… maybe in my entire life.

“What can we do?” Spencer asked, his fingers gently ghosting down my arm, up and down again to soothe me.

“Just hold me,” I answered, my voice still wavering from the tears. “Sorry I’m being dramatic.”

Drew narrowed his eyes and leaned in so I was forced to stare into his dark green gaze. “Don’t talk about my omega like that.”

“Yes, alpha,” I said, sending a pulse of happiness through our bond. He had my back even when I didn’t. He showed me that it was okay to move on and let go of the past, embracing what we have this time.

“I’m so jealous he got his teeth in you first,” Beck said, his fingers ghosting over the mark on my own shoulder. I shivered at the feeling, a jolt shocking straight to my core.

“All this excitement has your scent off,” Cade said as his nose ran over my back. I froze, realizing that Drew said the same.

Could they smell that I was pregnant? Was that even a thing?

“It was off earlier, too,” Drew said, looking down at me as if he was trying to put the puzzle pieces together.

“Did anyone grab my bag from Sidney?”

Drew nodded. “It’s in the truck still. I was worried about getting you inside, we just didn’t make it yet.”

He stood then, reaching out for me. The moment my hand was in his, the sky opened up. It didn’t start slow, it hit like a lightning strike, pouring over us until I was shrieking.

Drew picked me up like a football, running toward the main door. I tipped my head back, laughing hysterically and a bit unhinged as the rain soaked me through.

The other guys were letting out their own laughs as Drew tried to unlock the door and dropped the keys.

He finally sat me down and I stepped away, putting my hands out, tipping my head back, and spinning.

Pineapple, coconut cream, and amber hit me right before Cade’s arms slid around my waist, spinning with me.

“You’re just as crazy as I am, aren’t you, muse?”

I peeked open my eyes, taking in his wide smile and his pale blue eyes burning for me. Not with lust, but that pure connection I’d missed.

“Got it!” Drew yelled before they were piling in. Cade and I didn’t move. In fact, the moment he released me we were both dancing in the soaking rain, spinning and jumping as if there was a song playing through the torrents.

As I spun, my eyes landed on the alphas, side by side under the awning, grinning at us and shaking their heads. Spencer was already running our way, snagging my hand and pulling me into his arms.

“How did I go a single breath without you, freckles?”

“Was it really breathing? Because I felt like I couldn’t breathe until the moment I was back in your arms,” I admitted, not caring how sappy or clingy it sounded.

The girls were right. These were my mates and they wanted me as I was. Not some unrealistic high standard I set for myself.

Then his lips were on mine. The cool rain and his soft lips were an otherworldly combination. It was slow and sweet, as if we were taking a moment to reconnect and learn each others’ tastes all over again.

When we pulled apart, I knew it was time to tell them, to bring the guys into my life completely.

No more secrets or worries.

Stepping out of his arms, I sprinted for the truck, sliding across the soaking wet grass and feeling as if I’d shed hundreds of pounds in stress.

I was going to wear my pack’s bites by the end of the night. And to do that, they had to know what was at stake.

When I had the bag in hand and met them at the door, the alphas were waiting with a towel and what looked like it might be a lecture on their lips.

Instead of giving them the chance, I held up the bag and ducked past them.

"I got you guys something.”

That had Cade rushing after me, the others following just as eagerly, even if they tried to hide it.

We were too wet for the couch, so I simply stopped and dug into the bag.

“Don’t open them until I say,” I warned, handing each of them the tissue wrapped presents. It was obvious what each was by feel alone, but they had no idea what was in store for them.

When I handed the last to Cade, I took a breath and started to walk away. I made it to the stairs before turning around.

“Open them!” Then I ran for the shower.

Drew

We didn’t open them right away, too confused and stunned by Grace’s quick departure.

What the hell was going on? First the scent, then the running away and secrecy.

Ripping paper sounded off as Cade decided he was done waiting. That got the rest of us ripping off our own.

The silence was deafening. My pulse thundered in my ears as I stared down at the gift that clearly screamed our girl was pregnant.

Spencer was already across the room before I could process, then we all moved at once, shoving and trying to jump past each other as we crashed up the stairs.

Grace’s laughter echoed out as Spencer banged on the door.

“You can’t keep my baby from me!” he shouted before they both dissolved into laughter. “This is cruel and unusual punishment, omega!”

“It’s payback for leaving her alone,” Cade said, content to strip out of his clothes down to his boxers and take a seat on the edge of the bed to wait.

When the water shut off, I expected Grace to take her time. Instead, the door pushed open and there she was, dripping wet and gloriously naked.

The only bite on display was mine, but I had a feeling that was about to change.

Grace

Was I really going to do this? My omega decided she wanted their bites and wasn’t going to play nicely if that was what it took.

I towel dried hastily before dropping it in the hamper and taking a breath. Then I was pushing open the door that Spencer had been pounding on and teasing me.

That playfulness was all the reassurance I needed.

“You’re pregnant,” Beck said. It wasn’t an accusation but a statement full of shock and wonder.

“It appears so. I have a doctor’s appointment in a few days if you want to go,” I explained, getting enthusiastic agreements all around.

My chest flushed with warmth. The kind of heat that came without strings, something I was still getting used to.

“What do you need, omega? Tell us what we can do,” Drew urged, his voice a low gravel as his eyes shifted from my eyes to my curves and back again.

I needed them. All of them. In every way possible.

And to come. That was definitely on the list. Maybe more than once.

“Bite me. I want to bond with all of you… if you’ll have me.”

Cade let out an excited gasp before he was pulling me into his arms, his mouth locking over mine.

I expected Beckett to protest, but the alpha simply stood back and watched as Cade staked his claim.

Drew had his cock in hand, gently stroking as he watched, ready for a show. I could feel his intent, that he was simply here to watch and soak in this moment, and I loved that.

Spencer rocked on his feet before giving in and rushing forward, pressing himself to my back.

Beta sandwich? Hell yeah.

“My omega,” he said in a voice that echoed in awe. “Mine.”

“Yours,” I agreed, turning in Cade’s arms to pull Spencer closer, slanting my mouth over his. He started sweet, then dropped all that well-honed control, sucking on my bottom lip before delving into my mouth like he was trying to steal the breath from my lungs.

My eyes drifted closed as he moved lower, my betas running their tongues over every inch of my skin until my legs were shaking.

Spencer kissed me one last time, then turned my head to face his packmate. Cade smirked before claiming my mouth.

Spencer sucked hard on my peaked nipple, making me gasp. That only gave Cade the opportunity to slip his tongue inside so he could dominate me in a harsh kiss.

They continue like that, one teasing my lips, the other exploring every inch of my body. There were no words spoken, but they would pull back from a kiss, turn me, taking turns until I was a puddle for them.

My veins were thrumming with pleasure already and they just started.

“I want to dedicate a whole series of canvases to this ass,” Cade declared, before gently biting down. “I’m going to claim you right there, omega.”

“Yes,” I breathed out, fingers tightening in Spencer’s hair before I moved him lower. He followed easily, dropping to his knees and hooking one leg over his shoulder, giving him a face full of my dripping pussy.

“Fuck, omega, you’re killing me,” he groaned as he breathed in deep, his warm breath fanning over my exposed core as he let it out.

I shivered, eyes drifting closed as I gave them every bit of my control. They were in charge now.

Spencer dove forward, burying his face to the point of suffocation as he ate me out.

Cade continued to worship my ass, leaving small bites and kneading his hands as I rode my beta’s face.

My hands drifted to my breasts, rolling my nipples between my fingers as I chased my release. It was so close, on the cusp, but Spencer refused to set any sort of rhythm as he devoured me.

“Please. I need to come,” I groaned, tightening my grip in my beta’s hair.

He let out a low chuckle before sucking hard on my clit and fucking me mercilessly with his fingers.

The moment my release washed over me, Cade bit down on my ass. The lance of pain pierced through me, forcing my moan into a full-on scream.

His tongue soothed over the angry mark, easing the pain as a piece of him burrowed into my chest, the start of a shaky bond.

One I’d complete the first chance I got.

Then they were laying me down so sweetly, Cade between my legs and Spencer at my side. Cade’s grin was half-manic as he lined himself up and sank into me, his groan echoing in the nest. The bliss on his face lit our bond on fire. I could feel the bursts of pleasure and need coming through as he pistoned his hips into me.

It wasn’t sweet, it was demanding and possessive, his hands clinging to my hips. I loved that he wasn’t gentle with me.

Spencer’s fingers trailed over my skin, teasing gentle fingertips over my nipples and down my body, before teasing over my clit.

A whimper fell from my lips as he circled it, using my slick to glide easily over me.

“Come for him,” Spencer warned. “Then it’s time for me to claim you.”

“Not if I claim you both first,” I growled, hips snapping up to meet Cade. That just had Spencer’s fingers working faster, my thoughts fizzling out as a fresh wave of bliss tore through me.

I moved on instinct, leaning up to bite down hard on Cade’s shoulder, claiming him as mine forever.

The bond flared to life and along with it brought the true depth of his feelings for me.

It was intense, the unwavering devotion that was open and unguarded.

Then he was leaning down, claiming my mouth as he found his own release, his arms holding me close.

“On your knees, omega,” Spencer ordered, his voice full of authority. Fuck, that was hot.

I buried my face in the mattress, ass in the air and legs spread, presenting for my pack.

“Fuck,” Beck cursed. I had a feeling his self-control was also nearing an end.

Spencer slid the head of his cock through my slick, teasing me with the swollen head until my fingers were clenched hard into the sheets.

Then he was fucking me, slow and deep, each stroke making me shudder and gasp.

He hooked a hand under my breasts, pulling me up so my legs were bracketed around his, bouncing on his cock while he nipped at my ear.

“So fucking perfect for us, freckles,” he husked. “Now, touch yourself for me. Make yourself come.”

I didn’t hesitate to slide my fingers down to my swollen pussy. My movements were jerky and fast, working myself up quickly in my haste to please him.

This orgasm was almost painful, the sensitivity too much to handle without falling apart.

The moment I clenched around him, Spencer bit my shoulder just under Drew’s bite.

“Right on my favorite patch of freckles,” he teased as he swiped his tongue over it. I barely felt the pain of that one, Drew and Cade’s reassurances enough to drown it out until Spencer’s presence locked its place right next to theirs.

I pulled his arm higher, biting down right on his wrist, marking him in the place he liked to nervously rub. It was the perfect spot to reassure my watchful beta when he needed it.

When he pulled out of me, gently shifting me onto Beckett’s waiting chest, I was barely coherent.

“Do you need a break, sweetheart?” my alpha rumbled, his fingers teasing up and down my spine.

“No,” I growled. “Need your bite, alpha.”

Great, the inner cavewoman was coming out. He just rolled us over before settling between my thighs.

“Need you so fucking badly, omega. If I’m not sinking into this sweet pussy I might lose my mind,” he grunted before doing just that.

He took it slow, the stretch making me whine. It didn’t hurt, it was fucking exquisite.

“More,” I begged, wrapping my legs around his hips and urging him deeper.

“I’ll give you everything,” he promised as his knot locked into place. My eyes rolled back in my head as he continued to push his knot deeper with shallow thrusts, rubbing it against my inner walls and making stars burst behind my eyes.

“Bite, alpha. Need it,” I whimpered again, nails scratching over his skin. My hand seeking out the other alpha. The moment my fingers met his skin, I skimmed my hands down until I wrapped around his cock, stroking him in time with Beck’s thrusts.

Beckett’s teeth sank into my unclaimed shoulder, the intensity of our orgasms chasing away the pain and filling me with a sense of completion I never knew I needed. Drew painted my hip with his own release, my name on his lips matching the feeling growing through our bond.

They were all there, full of love and desire for me. Men who would never walk away from me or my baby.

This was pack. I would never have to face the world alone, again.

Grace

After Drew moved away, I’d never really put much stock into pack life and what it meant to bond. Sure, I knew the basics as an omega, but beyond that, I never wanted to dive deeper.

Now, I was learning that simply being around my pack, especially with their bites marking me, meant that I could feel them all the time. Our bond was growing stronger the more we tapped into each other.

Right now, my chest was lit up with four strands of contentment. We weren’t even doing anything exciting. Drew and Spencer cooked us all breakfast, Cade and I cleaned up, while Beckett worked on plans for the house.

Drew had drawn up several ideas and blueprints, and he was simply tweaking them, adding his own touches and making sure that everyone had a hand in the pack house.

While he worked, he’d look up, asking questions now and then, getting our opinions and advice before adjusting it.

From the man I first met to now, he was so different. I don’t know how I ever thought he looked intimidating at all.

A loud honk outside was followed by what sounded like a diesel moving closer, the loud, rumbling engine stealing the quiet of the moment.

“Oh, the movers are here,” Spencer said as he looked out one of the large windows.

Cade and I both dropped our rags and rushed out after him to see a huge moving truck backing into the parking lot, lining up toward the front door.

Since they were keeping their penthouse in the city, I assumed they wouldn’t have much to bring.

Clearly, I’d assumed wrong.

Beck looked at Drew, running a hand over his stubble. I’d only ever seen him clean-shaven, but I kind of liked the rugged look it gave him.

“We didn’t have time to paint the rooms or redo the flooring up there,” Drew reminded him. “It might be best to have them unload into the garage, and then we take it from there.”

Cade groaned. “Wasn’t that the whole point of hiring movers? So we didn’t have to lug that stuff around?”

“A little hard work will do us some good,” Spencer laughed, clapping the pouting beta on the shoulder. “And the sooner we get it all done, the sooner you can get your hands on a studio space.”

That had Cade biting his tongue, though he still looked reluctant.

I knew damn well they weren’t going to let me lift a finger to move anything.

“You know, we could spend the extra money, hire someone to come in and do all the flooring, all the painting, give them our plans and then come back a week later to enjoy it,” Beckett hedged.

“Not a chance,” Drew protested, throwing his hands up, but he was biting back a laugh. “Come on, you soft, city boys! This is our chance to provide a home, one that we used our own hands to help build. There’s something to be said for that. You have an entire week off, and I will concede, whatever doesn’t get done, we can hire in help when you go back to work.”

The alpha sighed but nodded, knowing Drew was partially right. Even I’d put in work before we’d found out I was pregnant.

The protests were cut off as they got to work. Then it was a flurry of movers carrying in box after box for the guys, and then they moved on to furniture. Pretty soon, most of the bay was full of their things.

It only had me wanting to get my own. I couldn’t wait to see this place transformed. But Drew was right, there was a certain kind of pride that came with turning your house into a home, and not just having someone do it for you.

He’d already taught me how to use power tools, and I was just getting started. They would just have to handle their pregnant omega lending a hand in smaller ways.

Plus, I made safety goggles and face masks look adorable.

Within an hour, the movers were finally done, and we were left with just us again. I was thankful that it wasn’t awkward when we were alone. It had settled into something new and strange, but still comfortable.

The bonding only helped that along.

“Looks like we’re going to be roommates sharing that big old bed a little bit longer,” Spencer said with fake sadness that had me laughing.

Such a hardship.

“That’s fine by me,” I answered, a little shudder running through me at the thought of that bed that we had properly christened the night before.

Before I could get caught up in their charms, I hurried to the kitchen to finish up the dishes.

Our big kitchen was still outdated, but Drew had brought home a catalog from the local appliance store. I’d already circled some of my favorites, and hopefully, in a few days, we’d have the replacements delivered and our old ones hauled away.

Little by little, this firehouse was becoming a pack house. It was so much better than I ever imagined. The little flares of character, like the exposed bricks and the fire pole, were still some of my favorite features.

Though, we might have to figure something out when we had this baby crawling around. Thank god we had Drew who was handy with tools. He could build some kind of barrier around the pole.

As we settled into organizing the chaos, I couldn’t take the silence any longer.

“So, who’s ready to talk about their families? Their past? We really don’t know enough about each other.”

“We did dive right in, didn’t we?” Cade agreed as he settled in beside me, drying the dishes I handed over. “Well, I’m an open book. My family and I really aren’t close. They weren’t bad parents, they were just caught up in each other. My siblings all kind of moved on after we were old enough and didn’t really look back. Everybody’s fine with it that way.”

He shrugged like it was no big deal, but I hated it. The feeling of knowing you just didn’t belong was one I was familiar with.

Drew looked at me. “You already know my family. They’re definitely the big and loud type, but they moved away around the same time I did. Mom thought I was crazy when I didn’t go back for you. I guess she was right. Maybe it’s time to give her a call.”

“I always did like her,” I grinned, giving him a wink. “Does she still make that incredible blueberry crumble?”

“You know my mom never stopped cooking,” Drew laughed before turning to the others. “Just wait till Thanksgiving. That woman can knock you out for days with the amount of food she’ll make.”

“Sounds amazing,” Beckett said with a chuckle. “My dad was always very career-oriented. He was a lawyer and my mom died when I was young. I think he married his job instead, and that’s the only reason he survived. It just didn’t leave time to be a father.”

“I’m so sorry,” I said, feeling a twinge of sadness in the bond and sending back my own brand of love to counteract it.

“It was hard. Mom and I were close. She was this ball of sunshine, his complete opposite in every way,” he admitted with a wistful smile. “She always smelled like wildflowers, partly because she spent all day outside. Her only frustration was my dad’s job. It was always pulling him away. But that just meant it was me and her a lot. No siblings. I was an only child. Maybe that was why I dove into pack life so easily. I was craving that sibling-like connection.”

“I’m so sorry, Beck. That’s devastating,” Drew said, frowning now.

“It was,” he admitted, “but I guess I’m like my dad in the way that I persevere. I met these guys in college, and we stuck together. Realized we were a pack. I guess we just didn’t realize we weren’t a complete pack.”

“It really did come together easier than I thought. Back at that resort I was more than a little nervous,” Cade said, giving Beck a pointed look. The alpha simply ignored him.

“My parents were a little Alpha-obsessed,” Spencer admitted, taking over the conversation. “My brother was their golden child in just about every way. He was outgoing and charming, designated as alpha, and found himself a pretty, little omega to settle down with. I was the opposite. Threw myself head first into my education and learning. I was too quiet, too standoffish. They didn’t really know how to connect with me. They tried in their own ways. They just couldn’t figure me out.”

“That’s their loss,” I said stubbornly. “I learned a long time ago that family is what you make it. I found my family here in Rockwood Valley with the Whitakers, with all my best friends and their packs. Hopefully, you guys can find that same kind of peace here.”

“We only got to see a little bit of it last night, but it seems like a perfect town. Adorable, even,” Cade said. “Change might be good for us. We were lost in our work and the city. Here it feels like it’s safe to just… be.”

“That’s how I always felt. There’s so much more character than you think,” I said, warming up just at the thought of sharing this piece of my life with them. “There are all these cute, little stores, but they have just about everything you could want. Cade, you’ll have to check out the art store, it’s incredible. They just moved into a new shop so they could expand, and they have a huge selection. Plus, there’s this amazing art and pottery studio that we do for wine and craft nights at. It’s so much fun, although I guess I won’t be drinking much wine now.”

I glanced down, rubbing my stomach that hadn’t changed much.

“I can’t wait to see your stomach swell with our baby,” Beck said, his voice a low growl as he came over, placing his hands on my flat stomach and pressing himself into my back. I could feel him grow harder at just the thought, and that was wild to me.

“You mean when I’m waddling around here?” I joked.

The alpha let out a low growl in my ear. “That better not be you talking bad about my omega.”

“It’s not. I’m just stating facts,” I argued stubbornly. “At some point in pregnancy, you definitely start to waddle. I’ve seen it a few times firsthand.”

“And you’ll still be just as sexy to us,” Cade promised. He knelt down, and even though this baby was barely even starting to form, he pressed a soft kiss to my stomach. “You tell that mama of yours that she’s going to be beautiful. Just wait till you see her. I hope you have her same green eyes.”

“Or her daddy’s dark brown,” Beck said, puffing up a little like he was for sure the father.

For a moment, I worried as I looked over at Drew. I was afraid he’d be upset, but I should have known better. My sweet alpha looked just as happy as they were. We all knew he couldn’t possibly be the father, we hadn’t reconnected at that point, but that didn’t seem to bother him in the least.

“Well, he won’t have these dashing good looks of mine,” Drew tacked on with a chuckle, “but I bet I could still teach him to play a little football.”

Just hearing them planning this future like we weren’t strangers mere weeks ago, was everything I didn’t think I’d find.

I’d gone on so many dates that I couldn’t remember half of them, and almost all of the ones I did remember were terrible. Most packs trying to find their omega presented their lives like it was some kind of collection of trophies. It was full of ego and arrogance and talking a lot about themselves.

They focused only on what they could provide or show, not who the woman or man was they were trying to tie themselves to.

That probably worked for a lot of omegas, but for me, I wanted the connection, the intimacy, the trust.

Somehow, I found that already.

Beck’s phone went off. He looked down at it, then back up at me, and I saw a flash of guilt there, which caused the conversation to fall away.

“There’s just one more thing we have to talk about,” he admitted.

“May as well rip off the Band-Aid. I can handle it,” I urged him. I’d rather have everything laid out so we could move past it.

“The board was fighting tooth and nail for us to stay. In an attempt to avoid the blackmail that I most definitely dug up on them all… I gave our story to a local journalist. I said that we found our omega. I kept everything hush-hush as best I could, but she’s nagging for more. With a new office opening up, and a pack that’s as successful as our business is, I have a feeling we won’t be able to hide you for long, sweetheart.”

That was it? Pictures?

I wasn’t under any illusion that my successful bachelors and I wouldn’t end up in an article here and there. Just like they were before we met.

Because, yes, I stalked them online when I found out who they were, curious what they showed the world.

“Here I thought this was going to be something terrible,” I said, shaking my head. “Avery’s a photographer. I can have her come take some photos of us, and then we can just post them ourselves and get ahead of the game. It’s not like we can avoid it, you’re right about that. Honestly, some exposure couldn’t hurt Rockwood Valley. We’re still recovering from the Artisan Fair finally opening up.”

“Just like that?” he asked, raising an eyebrow. My alpha looked stunned. He clearly thought this was going to be an issue for me.

Spencer took my hand gently, his eyes full of honesty. “I’ve seen other companies come out as a pack, and the comments can be vicious. I would avoid reading them. It’ll be full of jealous women who wish they could have snagged themselves a pack like us.”

They looked uncomfortable having to say those words. If anyone else had said it, I’m sure it would have been full of bragging attitudes. My pack talked about themselves with a blunt honesty instead of the arrogance I hated. That was how I knew I’d found good ones.

“Oh, that I’m a gold digger?” I laughed. “I’m sure it won’t be original. Nor is it going to be a reflection of who I actually am.”

Beck moved then, pulling me into his arms so I was forced to wrap my legs around his waist. He kissed me. Not a gentle one, but the possessive kind, like he was devouring my mouth until I was breathless and my head was spinning.

Our scents swelled around us, making the others groan, and he pulled away with a chuckle.

“How did we get so lucky?”

“I was just thinking the same thing. Now put me down. We have to get back to work. All we have is a week to turn this place around.”

“Yes, ma’am,” they all said at once, Cade even giving me a silly salute.

I picked up a paintbrush and headed for the pantry. That was my project today. I needed to be able to store food and supplies in here, though ‘pantry’ wasn’t a generous enough word. It was as big as a walk-in closet and had places for appliances, too. It was going to be an incredible amount of space.

I still couldn’t believe we snagged this place for such a deal.

Footsteps followed me in and Cade gave me a wink. “The alphas were busy arguing about where they were going to start, so we figured we would hang out with our omega. Our hands are yours, what should we do first?”

“Oh, I get to be a bossy omega?” I teased. “This is perfect. Start by clearing this whole thing out. I need bare bones.”

And just like that, they did my bidding. They also didn’t argue when I jumped in, not wanting to stand back.

Maybe I was going to enjoy this whole pregnancy thing. It was kind of nice being able to boss my pack around a little.

Grace

A few weeks later

Somehow, I was the nervous one as we waited for the first doctor’s appointment. My men were all calm. Drew and Spencer each had a hand on mine, offering silent reassurance. Cade was practically giddy as he walked around and took in all the baby and family photos pasted to the clinic wall. Beckett was filling out the paperwork for me, asking questions in a quiet voice and writing down every answer I gave him.

“Morning sickness?” he questioned with a frown. “I haven’t seen any.”

“There was a bit during those two weeks you guys were gone, but I think it was just hormonal changes and nerves from the separation. I haven’t had much since.”

“From the book I was reading last night, it should start fairly soon, but they say it clears up by the eleventh to sixteenth week,” Drew said.

“You’ve been reading pregnancy books?” That was news to me. Then again, we were all so busy with our own projects in the house that he could have easily been reading it and I just didn’t pay attention.

“Yeah, I downloaded this reading app on my phone, and they had an amazing pregnancy book for newly packed-up alphas. It’s been incredibly helpful. There’s actually a whole section on massages, so make sure you let me know if you need one,” he winked.

“Just about every day of my pregnant life, I’m sure,” I laughed. “Give me a couple of weeks.”

“My hands are yours, Gracie,” he promised. A wave of pure, raw happiness filtered through the bonds, and I nearly melted into my chair. He was genuinely happy to be with me and offer me any comfort he could. That was the sign of a damn good alpha, and he was all mine.

They were my dream pack. Attentive, kind, protective, and treated me like an equal.

“Grace!” the nurse called out from the waiting room. I stood, and my pack followed suit as she led us down the hall and into one of the ultrasound rooms.

“Doc always likes to start with an ultrasound. Then she’ll look at the results, and you can go over that in your appointment,” the nurse explained as she introduced the ultrasound tech. The beta sitting next to the machine gave me a little wave and a bright smile.

“I’m Alicia. It’s nice to meet you,” she said. “If you want to lie down, then roll your shirt up just under your breasts and pull your pants down below your lower belly for me. And here, I have a towel to tuck in so none of the gel gets on your clothes.” She helped me get ready while the guys hovered around.

She picked up a tube of gel, giving it a shake.

“Don’t worry. We heat the gel for you, so there’s no shock of cold.”

She opened the bottle, squeezed a little gel onto my stomach, then grabbed her transducer and ran it over my skin. It was uncomfortable as she pressed down, but I simply waited as she moved it around until she finally found what she was looking for.

“That’s what I needed,” she said as she came to a stop. It was just a dark patch on the screen, but as she shifted the transducer a bit more, I could see movement, a flutter, and what looked like a little bean on the screen.

“You’re still early. These get more exciting as you go on,” she promised. Then she clicked a few buttons, and a pulsing sound filled the room.

It took me all of two seconds to realize what it was.

“That’s the heartbeat?” Spencer asked, his voice already choked up. I saw a tear leak down his face. I reached out for his hand, gripping it for dear life as my own tears rolled down my cheeks.

That sound was everything, but it was the excitement in my chest that really did it for me. Both of my alphas had their phones out, recording the sound. I didn’t expect Beckett to be the emotional one, but from the way his breath was heaving, his jaw clenched tight, he was trying his best not to cry.

Drew had no such reservations. He swiped his eye with his free hand as he ended the video, then turned to me, leaning down and brushing a kiss over my lips. “You’re a miracle, omega. I can’t believe you’re growing our baby.”

Cade was standing close to the screen, watching the movements as if he was transfixed. When he looked back at me, his eyes were wide, and he let out a soft laugh.

“Definitely a miracle,” he agreed.

“You guys are just the cutest little pack,” Alicia chuckled to herself. She hit a few buttons, took a few notes, and then stood up and held out a towel. “Here’s a towel to clean up your omega. I’m going to go print off some pictures. I’m assuming everyone wants one?” Her smile widened as all five of us nodded. “Coming right up.”

Beck won the battle to reach the towel first and came over, wiping me down with a warm washcloth, cleaning every bit of gel off my skin and then drying me with the other towel before pulling my clothes back into place.

They treated me with such gentle care that it made my chest ache and tears burn in my eyes. These damn hormones were going to be the death of me with these men around.

They helped me up just before Alicia walked back in. “If you want to follow me, I can take you back to the doctor,” she said, handing over a strip of black-and-white pictures to each of us.

Honestly, I was used to waiting, but the doctor stepped in just before Alicia could close the door, her bright smile in place. “Hi, I’m Dr. Clark. It’s so nice to meet you.”

She sat down and took us all in.

“Several nurses warned me that you’re Hailey’s sister and told me to take extra good care of you,” she said with a wink. “We’ve been missing her around here.”

“She loved this place, I know she misses it, too. Though, a wedding and fancy honeymoon are a solid distraction,” I agreed, not sure what else to say. Hailey had barely talked to me since getting married, which was another thing starting to eat away at me. But there were only so many things I could worry about at once, and I was hell-bent on keeping things positive from here on out.

Dr. Clark was amazing, going over everything I needed to do and encouraging the things I’d done already. With a fresh prescription for prenatal vitamins in hand and her encouragement to call if I needed anything or had any questions, and with the next appointment set up, we were ushered out of the office.

It was a whirlwind of a day, but the moment my stomach rumbled, my guys were already moving.

“All right, let’s see where we can take our girl for lunch,” Beck said, glancing around and then frowning. “There aren’t a lot of options here, are there?”

“More than you think,” I defended, giving him the stink eye. He held up his hands and let out a chuckle. “Sorry. I’ll rein in the city boy.”

I took the lead, sliding my hand into Drew’s and walking down the road. The Landing wasn’t far off from here. It sat against the lake and was the perfect spot for a day like today.

Though, the pregnancy exhaustion of the first trimester was real, and it was hitting me hard. As much as I wanted to eat, I also wanted to snuggle into my nest for a long nap.

Drew looked at me just as I let out a yawn. “Food first, and then it’s nap time for you, little omega,” he said. “That’s the doctor’s orders.” He added that before I could argue.

They already knew me too well.

“I’m tired enough that I’ll behave this time,” I said.

“Don’t get used to it,” Beckett snorted behind me. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. We know our girl’s independent and has a fire to her. We saw those claws come out at the wedding firsthand.”

“Speaking of, I haven’t heard from Hailey, and I’m starting to get worried. She’s texting me some pictures, but that’s about it. It’s been weeks. Do you know when they’re coming back?”

If they were coming back was the better question.

“Nolan said they were extending their vacation. I’ve checked in a few times. I believe they come back next weekend. Apparently, there was some amazing event going on in Italy that they just couldn’t miss.”

My feelings were a bit hurt that Hailey hadn’t told me herself, but then again, I wasn’t going to fault her. She was a newly married omega in one of the places she’d always wanted to visit.

Thankfully, right when I needed a distraction, The Landing came into view. As did the gorgeous lake behind it.

“We can eat out on the deck,” I said, gesturing. “This is probably the nicest restaurant you’re going to find in Rockwood Valley. Don’t worry, I’m sure you can find some surrounding cities or towns to take us to, and you can spoil me at all your favorite spots when we visit the city.”

“That’s definitely the plan,” Cade teased.

Beck shrugged. “To be honest, I don’t mind this small town. It’s kind of nice being able to walk around and not be crushed by a sidewalk full of people, or have to hear the cacophony of melding voices to the extent of madness.”

“God, is it that bad?” Drew asked. “Maybe I was always too busy with training and games to pay attention when I lived in the city.”

“No,” Cade said. “Not all the time. But Beckett here lives and breathes that job, so when he does leave the office, he doesn’t know how to people anymore.”

Spencer nodded. “Can confirm. But that’s all behind us now,” he added pointedly. “And I’m also starving, come on, freckles. Show us how Rockwood Valley does lunch.”

I’d been here plenty of times before, but walking in with my pack, I saw it with new eyes.

Eyes that were probably far more critical than they needed to be. The Landing was cute, but not as fancy as it could be. It had a weathered feel, like it had been here for generations. Even though they kept up with it, it still retained some character.

Would they find it lacking? Not as nice as the shiny, modern restaurants they were likely used to.

But how was that any different from our new pack house? I shook off those feelings of inadequacy, knowing that my men chose me for a reason and that they chose to follow me here. I couldn’t nitpick when they weren’t even doing that.

“Hello, can I help you?” the waitress asked, her smile bright. She must be new. I hadn’t seen her here before. She was a cute beta, her blonde ponytail swinging behind her as she led us out to the deck that overlooked the lake.

I appreciated that she didn’t stare at the guys longer than she needed to. There was no flirting right in front of their omega. I liked her already.

“Thank you. This table’s perfect,” I said. It was right in the corner, so we were up against the railing overlooking the lake. The sun was shining off the surface, and a slight breeze was coming in, keeping some of the summer heat at bay.

“I’m glad you like it,” she said with a friendly smile. “Here are some menus. Can I get you guys started with some drinks?”

“Sprite for me,” I said before everybody else put in their orders. Then I opened the menu. Finding the right food lately had been a struggle. Where I hadn’t had morning sickness, I had tons of food aversions. Things I loved suddenly sounded terrible.

There were a few safe things, like pasta, but I couldn’t tolerate the thought of a hamburger. Even though it was a hot day, my mind settled on broccoli cheddar soup. They served it with fresh bread, and that sounded phenomenal.

I closed my menu, satisfied with my choice, and one by one, the guys followed suit. By the time she came back with our drinks, we were ready to order.

She wrote down my order. Before she could move on, I added, “Could I have extra bread with that, actually?”

“That’s an amazing choice,” she said. “The bread is incredible here. They bake it fresh every morning, so every day I walk in, I smell literal heaven.” She chuckled. “I can also do a whole loaf for the table, how about that?”

“Perfect,” I agreed with a happy, little dance. Apparently, the baby was here for carbs.

Spencer ordered the same thing I did, and before long, he pulled me closer. I loved the feel of their hands on me. It was such a possessive, sweet gesture, and it settled my omega in ways I never realized. Maybe I was more touch-starved than I thought.

All those years of terrible dates and no long-term relationships wore on my omega more than I realized.

That was hardly a surprise. Outside of Hailey, it was always just me working from home and hanging with my friends.

Sidney wasn’t exactly a cuddler, but I certainly was.

The guys talked around me as I soaked in my beta and the view around us. Rockwood Valley has a calming magic to it, I swear.

The moment I had my soup and fresh bread in front of me, lathered with butter, I was in literal heaven. It had been a while since I’d been able to scarf down a meal, and I didn’t care if my pack was watching as I dipped bites of bread into the cheesy, savory soup, eating way faster than I should have. At this rate, I was going to have a baby bump just from the food alone.

Then my alphas and betas were offering me bites of their own food, looking happy just to be here with me. If I had any reservations about them wanting to stay in Rockwood Valley, they were gone now.

My pack wanted to be where I was, and I was right where I belonged.

Grace

Despite being utterly exhausted, I was happy as we walked back to the car. My stomach was full, and I felt like the bond had sunk in further into my being, its hooks digging in and refusing to let go, just like I needed it to.

Two familiar faces were walking down the street, arm in arm, laughing. I lit up at the sight of Mama Whitaker.

Their eyes found me right away, both excited to see me. That was a damn good feeling.

“Grace, my girl!” Mama Whitaker called out as she rushed forward, squeezing me in a hug. “I heard all about that awful wedding. I’m so sorry that shit family of yours reared their ugly heads again. Tell me you’ve cut them off already, you don’t need that negativity in your life.”

“Oh, I like her,” Drew said with a chuckle.

“Mama Whitaker, I want you to meet my pack. It was kind of a whirlwind of a wedding, but I found them,” I explained. “This is Drew, Beckett, Spencer, and Cade,” I said, pointing them out one by one.

“Now that’s a face I recognize! How’s that knee healing up?” she asked, looking right at Drew. They chatted football a bit before she turned her sights on the others. “Now, your faces aren’t as recognizable.”

“Ouch,” Beckett chuckled playfully. “We run a company called PackSense.”

Her eyes widened and she gave me a nudge, like, Good job, girl, and I couldn’t hold back my laughter.

“I know how to pick ’em,” I said, grinning at the guys. “Though, I think our peaceful life is about to end. Apparently, the tabloids are about to get a hold of the fact that I’ve snagged these guys. And I think once they see Drew here, it’s going to be over for me in the comments.”

“Screw those comments,” Avery said. “I’ve got my own experience with that, and honestly, it’s just jealousy and pettiness. Nothing you need in your life.”

“Actually, Avery. I was going to ask if you could take some photos for us when you have time. We’d rather be ahead of them. Post them ourselves, take ownership of it, you know?”

She picked up the camera hanging around her neck and grinned. “There’s no time like the present, and we’re right here in the heart of the town. What better backdrop could there be?”

That’s how my guys were swept into an impromptu photo shoot right in the middle of Rockwood Valley. The flower shop was right behind us, and they bought a bouquet, using it as a prop as she took pack photos, then some of me by myself.

Even I could admit the sundress, the flowers, and the exposed brick wall made for some amazing shots.

“Now, let’s just hope they don’t find out about the pregnancy too soon,” I said with a chuckle.

There was a gasp from Mama Whitaker. Avery knew, but she had kept it to herself.

“I’m going to be a grandma again?!” Mama Whitaker asked as she pulled me into a hug. I swear this woman had the biggest heart, and even I couldn’t hold back my tears as she squeezed me in one of those mom hugs, the kind that feel like they could fix every bad thing in your life.

“You are,” I admitted. “Thanks for always being there for me. Especially when my own family isn’t.”

“I am your family,” she said firmly. “Now, I think this calls for a celebratory barbecue, don’t you? It’s perfect cookout weather. Avery and I will plan something and we’ll let you guys know.”

“The guys are off for the week, so it should be perfect,” I agreed easily. “It’ll be a nice way to introduce them to all the packs at once.”

“That’s not intimidating or anything,” Spencer joked, giving a nervous chuckle. With a reassuring squeeze of my hand, he settled.

“Once we have the firehouse finished, we’ll have to have you guys out for one. It’s got this amazing back pavilion, a huge yard for the kids, too. It’s great,” I gushed. It was silly how a building could mean so much to me, but I adored our new home.

“I heard you bought that place! I love that. I have respect for people who redo old buildings and give them new life. That’s what this town needs,” Mama Whitaker said, giving me that winning smile of hers.

Then I yawned again, and she looked at my pack. “You get this girl home and to her nest. She needs a nap. Pregnancy fatigue is no joke.”

Avery nodded along. “She’s not kidding. Make sure she has lots of fluids, too.”

“Yes, ma’am,” they said to both of the omegas in front of us before sweeping me into the car and heading home. I think I was out before we even got off Main Street.

I woke several hours later to the sun dipping down and feeling well-rested for the first time in weeks. The only problem was I’d chosen my nest over my bed, and the guys hadn’t gone in yet, so when I woke to the lack of warm bodies next to me and no scent, my omega was not pleased.

I could hear them somewhere downstairs. The urge to fix the lack of scent had me crawling out of my bed and fishing through a wall of luggage and the pile of dirty laundry, snagging shirts and pants and whatever else my omega decided was necessary before putting them in the nest.

Then I went to Drew’s room, doing the same. I was just stepping out of the door when I heard a low chuckle.

“What do we have here?”

I gave Beck a defiant look. “Making my nest smell like my pack, because no one has been in there and it doesn’t smell like anything and I woke up alone.”

God, I sounded like a petulant, whiny child. Even I cringed, but my Alpha just laughed before cupping his hands around his mouth.

“Get your asses up here! Our omega needs something!”

The footsteps were thunderous as the other three hurried up the stairs and stopped in front of me.

They took in the pile of clothes in my hands, Drew raising a single eyebrow before looking at Beck. “What can we do?”

“Her nest doesn’t smell like anybody, and her omega is pouting because she woke up alone.”

“Sorry,” Spencer winced. “We tried to give you your space so you could have a good nap while we got some things done downstairs.”

“It’s okay. I forgive you.”

“No, she doesn’t. Everybody take turns rolling around that nest. Take your sweaty shirts off, stuff them in there, she’ll love it,” Beck said easily.

Drew nodded. “There’s a lot of correlation between heat nesting and pregnancy nesting, and since she missed out on a heat, I have a feeling it’s going to be even worse for our girl.”

It was so funny, the way they talked about pregnancy like they’d read a whole library of books. Then again, knowing them, they probably were all reading different ones and sharing knowledge. I swear, for a pack that took so long to get to me, they went all in the moment they knew I was pregnant. It was like we’d been together for years.

One by one, my pack dutifully went into the nest, doing exactly as Beck said, rolling around, and adding their scents. Cade even went as far as running the pillows up and down his chest and neck, scent-marking them for me before tucking his shirt under a few of the throw pillows.

Spencer handed me his glasses before doing the same, taking care to make sure that they were hitting every part and pointing out when the other guys hadn’t scented it well enough.

When they were satisfied, Spencer took back his glasses before urging me toward the nest. It was my opinion that really mattered. Or my omega’s, at least.

I took my treasures, tucking them here and there and arranging the pillows among the blankets and mattress. It wasn’t complete yet, I still wanted my things from the storage unit, but for now, this was perfect. Their scents were so strong in here that I let out a happy sigh, sinking back against the pillows.

I wasn’t tired anymore, I just wanted to soak in my pack.

“We were just about to start a bonfire out back. It’s beautiful out. Join us, omega?” Cade urged, holding out a hand.

“Absolutely,” I agreed easily, letting him help me up. I snagged a book from the stack in the corner of our room and one of my favorite blankets before following them down.

Cade had also grabbed his sketchbook, so we settled down around the fire in the patio chairs that the guys had brought from their own things. I curled into my seat, blanket around me and book in my lap. Between the crackling of the fire and the gentle scratching of Cade’s charcoal over his sketchbook, it was relaxing.

The guys were content to let me read, talking amongst themselves in low voices. It wasn’t until I heard random names being thrown out that I tuned back in.

“I always liked dignified names,” Beckett was saying. “You know, like Henry, Atlas. Strong ones.”

“If it’s a girl, I’ve always loved the name June,” Cade said without even looking up.

Spencer shook his head. “Or something unique. I’m all for a strong name, but unique names stand out more. I feel like our baby needs something that’s not a dime a dozen.”

“We need a big whiteboard in the kitchen,” I said, joining in. “Then we can write all the names, and everybody can have veto power, crossing off the ones we don’t like. It’s not like we don’t have time to battle it out on there.”

“That’s a good idea,” Spencer agreed. “Sometimes seeing things visually is different than just saying them out loud, too.”

Beckett shifted and sighed. “In my mind, I know that we have time, but my alpha is freaking out a little bit. He wants us to make sure that the house is baby-proof, that we have everything we could need for the baby, that I have everything you need. I don’t think I’ve ever been so unhinged like this. I’m always in control.”

“That I believe,” I teased him as I stood up and stretched. It had been a long day, and I had napped for a good chunk of it, but now I needed something sweet.

Maybe something salty, too.

It was far too early for cravings, but I was an omega, I didn’t need a set time frame for those.

They didn’t bother to ask where I was going. Everyone simply stood up and followed me inside, like there was a magnetic pull between us.

I started rummaging through the pantry, eyeing my choices and frowning when I couldn’t figure out what I wanted.

“How about you tell us what you’re looking for, sweetheart?” Beckett offered.

“Something sweet. And maybe salty,” I explained. “But nothing ever sounds good.”

“How about cookies?” Drew offered. “I distinctly remember you used to love my mama’s Kitchen Sink cookies.”

“Kitchen Sink?” Beckett looked so affronted that I burst out laughing.

“They’re called that because it’s everything but the kitchen sink,” Drew said. “It’s got a lot of things in it.”

He started pulling out what he needed from the pantry. I was shocked that he even found half of what he needed. I didn’t realize we were that well-stocked.

Then again, I was a pretty basic cook. The guys had handled shopping.

When Drew tied on a pink apron, I nearly lost it, but I kept my cool, grinning like a madwoman as he moved around the kitchen like he belonged there.

At least some of us could cook otherwise this pack would be in trouble. I was not that kind of omega who was born with all the domestic skills in her arsenal.

I turned on the oven to preheat and dug around until I found the cookie sheets while he worked on making the dough.

They already looked incredible, and they weren’t even cooked yet. If I wasn’t pregnant, I might have even swiped some of the dough, but the warning look I got from Spencer had me finding the sliver of self-control I had left.

Then the kitchen was filling with the scent of warm cookies, and I was in heaven. We found something else the baby approved of.

While the cookies were baking, I checked my phone, grinning when I saw that Avery had sent over the edited photos. She hadn’t wasted any time.

“Avery sent the pictures,” I said, sending them to the group chat they’d made earlier. Everyone’s phones pinged as they came through.

“Time to post,” Spencer said. “Let’s flood social media.”

There was an adorable group photo. I was staring at the camera, and they were all staring at me. We looked like a perfectly bonded pack, especially with their bite marks on full display along my exposed neckline.

After posting it to my PackVlog page, I set it as my wallpaper, too.

Now we just had to wait and see what happened.

Grace

Twelve weeks of pregnancy came and went with the worst morning sickness I’d experienced yet. Except it was closer to all-day sickness.

Sometimes, I was lucky if I could even get down one solid meal a day. Most of the time, I had to graze throughout the day to keep my energy up.

Of course, the guys were obsessed with making sure I stayed hydrated. It was nice to have them here. I don’t know if I would’ve been able to get through this alone.

I’d finally heard from my sister, too. She was excitedly telling me every detail of her wedding and trip, sending me all the pictures to the point that I didn’t even get a chance to tell her I was pregnant.

Now that it had gone on this long, I knew she was going to kill me when she found out I’d kept it from her.

It was on my list of things to do this week, along with about a million other things.

The guys had been so worried about our pictures being posted, but I hadn’t received many negative comments. I guess because I was still a nobody in most people’s eyes. Sure, there were the occasional petty bitches complaining that some of the most eligible bachelors were taken, but those were to be expected.

My hands were full of laundry as I walked out of my room, my phone ringing in my pocket. I ignored it for now as I headed down the stairs toward the laundry room. It was one of the first purchases we had to make as a pack. With five people, the dirty clothes piled up fast.

Beck, Spencer, and Cade were elbow-deep in getting the local office up and running for PackSense. Beck made sure the guys had an office before going back to work so he could work from home, too.

Drew was retired now, and though the work on the house was hard on his body, he kept at it. Now that the guys weren’t there to help, we had to hire a few people to get the job done. Thanks to the pregnancy, we had a looming deadline.

Now, the bedrooms were done, we had offices and a fully fixed kitchen.

The living room, some landscaping outside, and a few rooms downstairs were still in progress, but it was all starting to come together.

I had just put the laundry basket down when my phone started ringing again. Pulling it out of my pocket, I saw Sidney’s face lighting up the screen and answered quickly.

“Hey, Sid, what’s up?”

“I’m going to guess that you have not seen,” she said, almost breathless.

My entire body tensed, but I tried to play it off. “No… what should I have seen?” I asked.

Before she even spoke, I knew damn well what it was.

“The pictures.”

“Some of the shittier tabloids have gotten a hold of you specifically,” she admitted. “I’m sending some links over so you can see them. Do you want me to stay on the phone?”

“No,” I said. “It’s fine. Just send them over.”

Then I hung up. I didn’t want to break down in front of my best friend.

The messages pinged through a second later. I sat down in a chair in the kitchen as I passed through, opening one up and clicking the link.

I was greeted with possibly one of the worst pictures of me of all time. It was like they’d taken a video and paused it at one of the most awkward moments. I was making a face that made no sense, and the way it was blurred made me look like I had no definition in my face, it was just a blob.

To say it was unflattering would be a vast understatement.

I started to read through the article, my stomach sinking. They talked about my work as a graphic designer and how I had coerced the pack into being with me. They made up lies about how we met, saying I orchestrated the whole thing. This is what the pack had been worried about. I said I’d be fine, but apparently, the hormones decided otherwise.

With a sigh of defeat, I opened the second one. It was more of the same, almost identical to the first. Though this photo was clearly from my college days, I was standing with men that were not my pack, and I was obviously years younger. You could see it in the length of my hair and everything else.

Then I saw the comments. People saying it had to be an arranged mating and that no one would want to be with a nobody like me. The insults went on and on, everything from my education, to my looks, to my town.

I wanted to vomit.

Drew was in the room before I even realized it, scooping me into his arms and sitting in the chair, placing me on the table so he was standing between my knees, leaning forward and wrapping his arms around me.

“Don’t you fucking listen to that shit. You know it’s bad. Those are all lies. Nothing they say about you changes how we feel about you, or how you feel about us.”

“I know, I just—” The tears fell before I could get the rest of the words out.

“It’s like they picked every insecurity I’ve ever had and just blasted it online. People are going to read this, Drew. We’re going to walk into events together, and I’m just going to tank their image by just existing.”

“No, you aren’t,” he said, shaking his head. “Those aren’t the only articles. I saved one the other day. Here.”

He opened it up and handed over his phone. It was a cute picture of me holding Drew’s hand, leaning into him as we laughed together. One of those candid shots that somehow captured a perfect moment.

The title read: Former Football Player Finds His Mate

It was an article talking about how happy he looked, about his career, and how he had talked about wanting to find the mate he lost a long time ago.

“That was one of the last interviews I did,” he said. “I already knew I was going to find you, Grace, and I did. Don’t let those assholes get to you. They mean nothing. I guarantee it’s just some petty ex trying to spread misinformation about you to feel better. At the end of the day, who got those men?”

“Me,” I said, a smile tipping the edge of my lips. “You’re all mine.”

“Damn straight we are,” he said. “You landed a former football player and three of the most successful businessmen in the state. Hell, in the country. Let the petty, miserable, jealous omegas say what they want. It doesn’t change a damn thing.”

I let out a sigh and leaned forward, resting my forehead against his and breathing in his earthy scent. It helped settle me even more. I didn’t feel like crying anymore. Even the anger had simmered down.

It was crazy how just being in their presence, breathing them in, and letting our bonds stay open always settled me so quickly.

The front door opened and the rest of my mates came in. Beck was rubbing his chest, and the other two were looking around, almost frantic.

“We felt something through the bonds,” Beckett said as he came forward. “What happened?”

I looked at Drew and nodded for him to go ahead. He explained quickly about the tabloids, my reaction, and his reassurances.

“You are ours, Grace. And nothing is changing that,” Beckett said. “I’ll keep telling you as many times as you need to hear it.”

“Well, now that we’ve left the business in the capable hands of our assistant, I say we play hooky for the rest of the day,” Cade said. “I needed out of that building in the worst way. And our omega might need some cheering up.”

“You know what sounds so good right now?” I said, rubbing my stomach. I wasn’t far enough along to really be showing, I just looked a little bloated, but it was a habit I found myself doing more and more.

“Tell me it’s a craving, finally,” Spencer said, lighting up. That man couldn’t wait for me to have one.

“Actually, yes,” I admitted. “I am dying for some mozzarella sticks and cheesecake. I swear I don’t want to eat them together, I just want them both.”

“We can make that happen. How about we go out to eat?”

“Perfect,” I said, lighting up. I rushed upstairs to get ready, putting on another sundress, extremely happy I had a whole closet full of them. At least until it got colder. Then it was big, fluffy sweaters all the way.

We were out the door in five minutes, my stomach rumbling and ready for the treat.

We were about halfway through the yard when I heard it. A tiny mewing, high-pitched and distressed. I froze, the guys still talking and not noticing at first that I’d fallen behind.

Spencer was the first to turn around and walk back toward me, looking confused. I held a finger to my lips, and he walked up silently, looking around and listening.

Then we both heard it. His eyes widened, and we started looking around, trying to find the source.

We began walking toward the big backyard that backed into the nearby field. There were a few fallen logs near the edge. I walked that way first, thinking they might need somewhere to hide.

There, nestled in a hollow portion, was a torn burlap sack. It had been torn open and three little kittens blinked up at me.

From their skin and bones bodies, they definitely needed some help.

“Do you think they have a mama nearby?” I asked, glancing around.

I hadn’t realized the guys had come up behind me, but Drew gave me a reassuring squeeze. “I’ll call the local shelter and see if they picked up a pregnant cat.”

He stepped away to make the phone call while Beckett gently dragged me back.

“You don’t need to get all scratched up, omega. Let us handle this part.”

The babies were small enough that they still had a little stumble to their steps as they tried to run away. Thankfully, my betas were faster, gently scooping them up and passing them off to Beckett.

“What am I supposed to do with them?” he panicked, though he still held them tight, even as they wiggled to break free.

“Try purring,” I suggested, curious if it would actually help.

Sure enough, the moment the alpha started to purr, the kitten settled instantly, clinging to his suit jacket for dear life.

Once they finally grabbed the third one he was rushing inside, the rest of us on his heels.

“I’ll find a box or something to put them in for now,” I said, grabbing one of the empty ones from the bay, then a towel from the laundry room, spreading it out on the bottom so they could go inside.

“Aren’t firehouses supposed to have dogs?” Beckett deadpanned.

“Don’t tell me you’re afraid of cats, alpha,” I teased.

“I’ve just… never been around animals much,” he admitted.

Drew walked in before I could tease him further, but the somber look on his face instantly wiped the humor away.

“They did pick up a pregnant cat,” he said quietly. “They looked around for babies but couldn’t find them. However… Mama didn’t make it,” he admitted, reluctantly, like he was afraid to tell me.

Tears burned in my eyes, and I tried my best to blink them away, my heart breaking for these little babies.

“I told them we had some kittens but no mother around. They’re sending someone out now to help us take care of them. I assume they’re staying here, right?”

“Oh yeah,” Cade and Spencer said at the same time.

“She’s already in love,” Cade added, nudging me gently.

It wasn’t even five minutes later when one of the shelter workers arrived. She had a whole bag of supplies that she sat on the table before inspecting the kittens.

“They caught me on the way out, but I’m a vet,” she explained. “So, I brought the standard meds and vaccines they’ll probably need. Looking at these babies, I don’t think you’ll have to bring them in just yet, unless you have issues. It seems their mama managed to get them through the nursing stage, so we lucked out there.”

We watched silently as she inspected each kitten. They looked so tiny, and their little protesting meows were killing me.

“Well, congrats. You’ve got all girls,” she said, putting the last kitten in the box. “They look healthy, and I don’t think we have any major concerns. I’ll leave my card with you. You should schedule with the clinic. They’ll explain how many visits, at what weeks, all of that. I’d say we’re looking at six to eight week old kittens here. You’ll need to give them that information as well, and I’ll turn in my own report.” She rattled off a bit more information and what food to give them before standing up to leave.

“Thank you so much for coming out,” I said, soaking in every word. So much for going out for my craving. I knew I wasn’t about to leave these babies right now.

Honestly, I was glad we were the ones to find them and not some wild animal roaming around out there. This really was the perfect place for them to run and play once they were older.

“Well,” Beck said, clapping his hands together. “Someone needs to stay on kitten duty while the rest of us go out shopping and secure our girl her cheese sticks and cheesecake.”

I wrinkled my nose. “That sounds terrible. I changed my mind.”

Grace

The kittens had been a handful over the last few weeks, and now they were old enough that they were constantly scurrying around underfoot and running through the firehouse.

Stormy was a little gray bundle of energy. Star was a white kitten that was a sweet, cuddly baby. Then there was the orange one, Ember, who was always climbing things she shouldn’t.

Beckett loved to act exasperated by them, but everyone else adored the tiny, crazy additions. They brought so much life to this place.

The place that was officially done.

Our major renovations had been completed, and Drew was finally getting a chance to relax. Though of course, he kept finding more and more projects to keep himself busy.

I was set up in my new office downstairs, working on a few designs, when the front door camera went off. I saw the delivery guy drop off a package, and since it was just me and the betas home today, I hurried out to grab it.

Maybe this was the new set of sheets I ordered.

The package was addressed to me, and I did a little happy dance as I carried it into the kitchen to grab the box cutter.

I sliced open the tape and unfolded the flaps, immediately hit in the face with several terrible scents all at once. It was like a bomb had gone off in the kitchen.

My omega physically recoiled, taking several steps back and slapping a hand over my mouth and nose as I fought the bile rising in my throat.

It was all instinctual. The distress spiked in me so fast I was outside within seconds, gulping fresh air, my voice calling out for the betas before I even realized what I was doing.

“Grace! Where are you?” Spencer called as their footsteps thundered down from upstairs.

My hands were shaking, and I was already pacing by the time they found me on the front porch.

“There’s… there’s a package. Someone sent—” I couldn’t even get the words out. I lifted a trembling hand and pointed toward the kitchen.

Cade’s voice echoed out a few moments later. “What the actual fuck is this?”

He came out with the box in hand, carrying it far away from me, and thankfully getting it out of the pack house.

Thank God, because I was going to have to fog the place with disinfectant and de-scenter at this rate.

“Are those… panties?” Spencer asked, utterly confused and appalled.

“Yeah. They come from a lot of different women,” Cade explained. “Who the hell would send something like this?”

“It’s all omegas from the sweetness of it,” I said, my omega furious. My hands were bundled into fists as I paced.

I rubbed my chest where it ached fiercely and backed up even further, wanting to be nowhere near that box. In fact, I would’ve been happy to torch it right there and then.

“Wait, there’s a letter… or some kind of note.”

“You better get gloves. We don’t know what’s in that fucking box,” Spencer warned.

Cade ran inside and came back a few moments later with a pair of work gloves.

“I’ll buy Drew a new pair later,” he muttered as he picked up the letter.

Just then, the rumble of an engine echoed from the driveway. Drew was back from the hardware store with about a million plants stacked in the bed of his pickup truck.

He didn’t even bother to park close, just threw the truck in park and rushed over to me, likely feeling every bit of my distress echoing through the bond.

“What the hell is happening?” he asked, glancing between us before his eyes narrowed on Cade. “Are those my work gloves?”

“They are,” Cade admitted. “I’ll buy you another pair, I just needed to get this out.” He reached into the box and pulled out a neon green piece of paper.

“Don’t worry, omega,” Cade read aloud. “You found a pack of players. In fact, they’ve had all of these women.”

“There are at least thirty pairs of panties here,” Spencer said, disgusted. “What the actual hell? I know they’re not talking about us, we barely even dated anyone.”

Everyone cast an eye over at Drew, but he held up his hands. “I hooked up with some betas here and there, but I’ve not been with anyone outside of Grace in any actual relationship.”

As much as I hated to hear it, I couldn’t say anything about him dating. We’d been apart for years. To expect him to be celibate was unrealistic.

Just like how I’d tried to find my mates during that time.

“Who the hell would do something like this?” I asked. “You really can’t think of anyone?”

The guys didn’t dismiss me. Instead, they all started pacing, different looks of concentration on their faces.

Spencer was the first to break. He shook his head. “Honestly, no. I haven’t had a bad breakup or an ex that was crazy, or anything like this.”

“What about someone who worked for you?” I questioned. “Maybe someone who made up a delusion in their head.”

It wouldn’t be the first, or last time an omega lost her mind over a pack she decided was hers, and wasn’t.

“No,” he admitted. “Hell, our closest assistant was a male omega, and he’s not the type to do this kind of thing.”

“No, these are all females,” I said. “Even if a male omega wanted to wear cute, lacy panties, they have a slightly different scent than females. Female omegas have that sugary sweetness. Males have something warmer, like a hint of spice underneath it all.”

My stomach rolled, and I rushed past them into the house, barely making it to the downstairs bathroom before unloading everything I’d eaten that day. It had been weeks since I’d had morning sickness, and I knew damn well this had nothing to do with the baby—and everything to do with that box.

Afterward, I washed up, swishing some mouthwash before stepping out to face the pack again.

There was no part of me that worried these men were cheating on me or seeing an omega behind my back. We spent almost every moment we could together. When they were in the shop, it was just their older assistant, and I knew for a fact she had nothing to do with this.

Plus, I would have recognized her scent in the mix. It was strong, and unique, an intense floral that wreaked havoc on my nose.

Beckett was pulling up just as I walked back outside, looking furious and concerned.

“Tell me, sweetheart, that you don’t think this is something we did,” he begged, those dark eyes studying me.

“I don’t,” I promised. “But I want it gone.”

“I’m more concerned about the fact that someone knows where we live,” he admitted.

Drew gestured to the truck. “Actually, I just got a business card today about a local security company. I was already thinking we should set something up, especially with the baby coming in a property this size. Now I’m definitely thinking we do.”

“We’ll handle the fire pit. You guys handle that,” Cade told him, snatching up the box and walking around the building instead of through it, which I was thankful for.

“Grab the matches, muse. You can light this bitch as soon as I get it doused.”

He didn’t even bother unloading the box, just dropped the whole thing, panties and all, straight into the fire pit before soaking it with lighter fluid.

I struck the match, the scent of sulfur filling the air before I tossed it in. With a whoosh of flame, the fire engulfed the panties. I backed up far enough to avoid the smell of burning fabric and omega scents being eradicated.

There was a strange sense of satisfaction that rang through me at the sight. I pulled out my phone and stepped close enough to take a picture, happy that it showed some of the lace. It was obvious what we were burning.

“Would it be petty to post this on my page and say, ‘Thanks for the bonfire material’?” I asked.

Cade and Spencer cackled.

“Oh, now I need you to do it,” Spencer said.

I pulled up the picture on my PackVlog page before typing in the caption: I don’t know who sent their panties in a box to my pack, but thanks for the bonfire material. Then I posted it.

There was absolutely no regret.

The fire didn’t take long to die down, the thin lace and fabric devoured easily by the flames. When nothing but ash was left behind, I turned to the betas.

My omega needed to erase this. Now.

“While the alphas are handling security, I’m going to need you to take me upstairs, shower off all these scents, and then you two are going to fuck me senseless just to remind me that I’m the only one that will ever have this pack.”

“Oh, our pleasure, muse,” Cade said as Spencer swept me up into his arms. He tossed me over his shoulder and ran upstairs with me before the alphas could even figure out what was happening.

We had our clothes tossed aside before we reached the shower. Thank fuck the firehouse showers were big, the locker room style showers had yet to be renovated so we simply turned on a few of the shower heads to steaming hot before letting it wash over us.

Spencer moved first, running his soapy hands over my skin as a soft look took over his face.

“You’re so damn sexy, freckles. It has me on edge, all the time,” he admitted.

“Agreed,” Cade said, sliding against my back, his cock hard as he sandwiched me between my betas.

My mind started to drift to the strange box, but it was chased away quickly as their hands roved over my skin. I needed them just as clean, to eradicate any and all reminders of that awful package.

They let me wash them, eyes dilating as I stroked it over their cocks, soaping up every inch of them until their own scents and our soap were the only scents left.

“Take me to my nest,” I demanded, my omega grumpy now that her space had been invaded.

“Yes, omega,” Spencer promised. “We’ll help remind you that it doesn’t matter what anyone says. You’re ours.”

“You have my bite mark on your ass to prove it,” Cade chuckled, teasing his fingers over it and sending a wave of pleasure right to my core. My slick mixed with the water sluicing over my body and down my legs.

They had me wrapped in a towel the moment my scent spiked, drying me off enough to carry me down the hall to my nest.

The alphas must have stuck downstairs, giving us our moment and I appreciated them for that.

I was on edge, instincts riding me. They tried to set me down but I dragged both with me, snatching Spencer’s wrist and grazing my teeth over the bite. His gasp of air and shaky breath had me grinning against his skin. Then I was on Cade, tongue teasing over the healed over ridges of my claiming bite.

“I want you both. Now,” I growled as I pulled away. Without any fanfare I shoved Spencer down and settled between his legs, my tongue teasing over the tip of his leaking cock as I wiggled my ass at Cade.

His favorite part of me it seemed.

He let out a groan before settling behind me, hands kneading the flesh there until I spread my legs wider, and he couldn’t resist. As he sank into me, his fingers pressed against his mark, making the slow slide into my body that much more intense.

Spencer was breathing heavily, Cade’s teasing forcing me to suck him harder, desperation making it sloppy, but enthusiastic as I bobbed my head over him, sucking hard as my fingers gripped his thighs.

“Fuck, you’re both killing me,” Spencer complained breathlessly. “About to come like a fucking teenager.”

“Good,” I huffed as I pulled away, giving him no time to recover before taking him all the way in until he was hitting the back of my throat. This time I was more focused, every thrust of Cade’s hips forcing me forward, then I would pull back when he did so we were perfectly in sync.

This wasn’t sweet or drawn out, it was fast and desperate, the need to wash away every hint of our discovery out of my mind and my senses.

Spencer lost it first, his fingers massaging my scalp as his cum hit the back of my throat.

Cade shuddered, filling my pussy at the same time, his fingers winding around to bring me along with them.

I was so worked up it took no more than a few teasing strokes over my needy clit and I was falling over the edge with them. Our bond was pulsing with our pleasure, soaking through every cell in my body and corner of my soul until it was just them.

My betas. The two grounding forces in my life.

Nothing else mattered.

Beckett

Lincoln’s name flashed across the screen as I walked into the new office to check on progress. It was the final days of construction, which meant signing checks and checking their work.

“Hey, Lincoln. How are things?”

He sighed. That didn’t sound good.

“The board? That alpha? He should have been fired by now.”

Fuck, I never checked back in on that.

“No, no. This is all about you this time,” he admitted. “I hate to bring down the mood now that you have your omega, but I think we have a problem.”

“Okay,” I said, dragging out the word as I walked to the back office, closing the door since it was empty. The air smelled of paint and wood shavings, but I didn’t care. I was too focused on my former assistant.

“We got a strange package that got flagged by our mail room. It was addressed to Spencer, specifically.”

“What?” I said. “Did you open it? What’s inside?”

“I did, since you asked I watch your correspondence. It smelled strange, so I opened it and honestly, nearly threw up.”

“Let me guess… omega panties?”

“Partially,” he admitted reluctantly. “But it was the photos that concerned me more. I did some digging and similar boxes arrived at your old place for Cade, and you. The building held onto them.”

“What the fuck? Do we have any names on those boxes of who sent them?”

“No name, but Spencer’s had a letter,” he admitted. “The things she’s rambling on about… I hate to pry, but did you guys share an omega in the past? One who seemed a bit…”

“Crazy?”

“Yes,” he said.

“We have before but never with strings and never the same omega twice,” I said, hating how big of douchebags we sounded like. “We were a pack and didn’t date separately.”

“I get it,” he said. “She didn’t. This is absolutely unhinged.”

“Fuck,” I cursed, unsure how to even handle this.

“Without a name, I’m not sure there’s much we can do, but I’ll gather the others with the cops. They’ll be in touch, I’m sure.”

“Thanks, Lincoln,” I said as he hung up, staring blankly at the wall for a moment before sending out an SOS to the group to meet at home.

“What’s going on?” Spencer asked as he hurried in, looking around in pure confusion.

“That’s not the only package,” I said as I moved past him and outside.

Cade asked the same, Spencer relaying what I said as I stalked to the SUV. There was nothing that was keeping me from my omega. I needed us all together to figure this out.

We had a baby on the way and this bitch had our address… whoever she was.

Drew and Grace were waiting, both looking nervous as hell as they met us at the door.

“Sorry, omega,” I said, sweeping her into my arms and holding her close. I buried my face in her neck, soaking in that green tea and mint scent that soothed my soul.

“What’s wrong?” she hedged, even more nervous at my clingy hug.

I sighed, hating that I was going to have to ruin everyone’s moods with this.

With no other choice, I ripped the Band-Aid off, relaying everything that Lincoln told me.

“So… you have a stalker, and she knows who I am and where we live,” Grace summarized, glancing out the window as if she’d suddenly appear.

“Yes, and I have no idea who it could be,” I admitted. “Do you guys?”

“No,” Cade said, shaking his head. “We’ve had a few omegas try and snag us over the years, but we were too busy for non-scent matches. We’ve only had brief hookups and none that we repeated.”

Grace huffed. “So, she’s delusional. That makes it so much worse.”

“We need the packs on this,” Spencer said. “You text the girls so their packs can be aware and keep an eye out, too. Anyone strange in town or sniffing around.”

“You go nowhere without us,” Drew added. “I’ll be here until we figure this out.”

“Why is she doing this? Clearly, you’ve moved on,” Grace said, her voice quiet and worried.

“We’ll keep you safe, omega. I promise you that,” I vowed.

No matter what it took from us, she’d be safe. Even if that meant delaying the progress on our new office until I knew my omega was safe.

Fuck the board, and fuck anyone who thought they could tear apart the life we’d built here.

Grace

My sister’s scream was loud enough that people walking nearby could hear. I gave them an eye roll to reassure them that everything was fine before focusing on Hailey’s excitement.

“Are you kidding me? You’re pregnant, Grace?!”

“I am! I’ve been trying to find a way to tell you, but we’ve been so busy looking over pictures, and it just… it never felt like the right time. So, I made it a point to call you this time,” I reassured her.

“Good, because if I had found out from anyone else, I would have kicked your cute, little ass.”

“No ass-kicking. I’m a pregnant woman, remember?”

“Does it matter if I’m pregnant, too?” Her voice was a worried whisper. I hated that we always tiptoed around each other.

“Are you kidding me?” I gasped, genuinely excited to share this with her. “How far along are you?!”

“Well, it was a bit of a surprise,” she hedged. “I thought I just had a little virus, wasn’t feeling good. We brushed it off because my symptoms were really minimal. It wasn’t until I started getting a baby bump that I went in,” she admitted.

“Holy shit, Haley! Does that mean you’re—?” I tried to do the math but failed.

“Just over twenty weeks. I know, I know. I should have been better about listening to my body. I was just so wrapped up in our vacation, then coming back to his place, that it slipped through.”

“Holy shit, me, too! Are you kidding?”

“You realize this means we both got pregnant during my honeymoon week?” she asked before we both burst into laughter. I was laughing so hard I had to squeeze my legs together.

“Stop! I’m too pregnant to laugh this hard,” she groaned at the same time, only making it worse.

“I’m actually on my way to the baby boutique here. Did you find out the gender yet?”

“No, actually. We wanted to wait and let it be a surprise, and there’s no one to ruin it this time,” she said. I could practically see my sister rolling her eyes.

“I’ve decided the same thing,” I admitted. It was eerie how similar we were. “I don’t want to know. It feels like I won’t be able to appreciate my pregnancy because everyone will be so focused on it. I just want it to be this moment that’s just between me and my pack, you know?”

“Totally get that,” she agreed. “Well, we’ll find out together, won’t we?”

“Speaking of big news… have you talked to Mom at all?”

Hailey’s sigh was answer enough.

“No. I really think she’s waiting for us to call and apologize to her. I talked to the staff a little bit when we checked back in, and they said she was fairly awful. Just demanding and complaining like she had any right to.”

“I shouldn’t even be surprised,” I huffed as I stepped inside the shop, pitching my voice a bit lower this time. “Honestly, my life has been a lot less stressful since I left all of that behind. You’re honestly the only family I need. Along with my people here in Rockwood Valley.”

“Amen, sister,” she agreed. “I miss it there.”

“Mama Whitaker is already planning another cookout. I’m meeting Drew’s mom again and everyone is dying for another gathering. If you guys aren’t busy, you should totally come down. It’s going to be next weekend.”

“I’ll definitely clear our schedules. Just send me the information.”

She started talking again, but I was having trouble listening to her all the sudden. My pulse started thundering in my ears, and my eyes went fuzzy. I wavered on my feet, actually knocking into something. One of the sales ladies rushed closer, her hands on my elbows, trying to keep me upright.

“Are you okay?”

I tried to say something, but nothing came out. I could still hear my sister screaming over the phone, before the saleslady picked it up, asking her a few questions. Then she was shouting for someone to call 911.

I tried my best to tune back into the woman, to my sister, to anything, trying desperately to grasp onto reality, but I literally couldn’t focus my eyes or calm my racing heart.

My muscles were locking up in my panic, and I felt so faint that eventually she helped ease me to the floor.

There were sirens, then EMTs talking to me, a light shining into my eyes that were getting heavier by the second.

Every time I tried to answer, it sounded like my words were slurring. I wasn’t sure what was wrong—but I was terrified. I kept trying to tell them that I was pregnant, but I couldn’t get the words out.

Then it went dark.

SPENCER

Even after everything we went through to get this new location open, the board was still being a pain in Beck’s ass, so while he handled them, I was handling the details here.

My head was pounding as I checked the contractor’s work, making sure nothing else needed to be fixed before we started bringing in furniture.

It was wild how quickly it came together. We were part office, part small storefront because Grace had been right. This was exactly the kind of town where a smaller branch would thrive.

And if it went well, I had a feeling this wouldn’t be the only branch. The board was insane to ignore change like this.

My phone rang, giving me the perfect distraction. I waved to the contractors, giving them a thumbs up before walking away.

“Hey, Nolan. How’s it going?”

“Spencer.” It was Hailey’s voice, and she was frantic. “I was on the phone with Grace, and I don’t know what happened, but she, I think she passed out. She was in the baby boutique, and then they had to call 911.”

“Oh my god. Hailey, slow down,” I said, my heart pounding as I looked around frantically for my pack, eventually yelling out when I couldn’t see them.

Cade and Beckett came running to the front, something in my voice catching their attention.

“How did we miss this through the bond?”

Honestly, we’d all been so distracted by work that we hadn’t paid attention. But now that I tried to tune into it… nothing. It was silent.

And that fucking scared me.

“We’re on our way, Hailey. I’ll give you an update as soon as I get there. Do you know where they took her?”

“There’s only one hospital in Rockwood Valley. It’s a small one. If it was anything more serious, they’ll take her on to the nearest city, but start there.”

Cade was already on the phone with Drew, and I knew he’d be arriving at about the same time we would. We all ran to our SUV, flying through town at speeds that definitely earned us a ticket, or three.

We stormed into the emergency department to find Drew talking frantically to a nurse. He turned as if he could feel us coming, looking relieved as he waved us over.

“We’re her pack. We’re bonded.”

We all flashed our bite marks, and the woman nodded slowly.

“I understand, sir, but she hasn’t even woken up enough to tell me her name. How do I know I’m not sending you to some defenseless Omega?”

“We have pictures with her,” I said, pulling out a photo on my phone, the one Avery had taken of us all in town a few months ago.

“That’s my baby in her stomach, and I need to get to my omega,” Beckett half-growled.

Between the photo and our determination, the nurse swallowed hard and nodded, disappearing behind the double doors before finally returning and waving us in.

It was like an out-of-body experience to see my sweet, small omega in that hospital bed. An IV was in one arm, blood pressure cuff on the other. They had a band around her stomach, and I could hear the steady woosh woosh woosh of our baby’s heartbeat.

A loud knock startled us out of our trance as Dr. Clark walked in. Her face was calm, but sober.

“The good news is she’s stable. The bad is that I’m genuinely not sure yet what happened. Grace is apparently exhausted. She’s not on sedation, she’s just resting. We’ve got her on some IV fluids because she was dehydrated.”

I opened my mouth to protest, we’d been making sure Grace had plenty of fluids, but she gave me a placating smile.

“You’d be surprised how much a baby feeds off of its mother. They’ll leech the calcium from your teeth and make them brittle. I guarantee you could’ve given her as much water as possible and this still could happen from time to time.”

I nodded, swallowing hard. The thought of our omega and baby in danger had me ready to do anything to fix it.

“Has anything stressful been going on? Sometimes stress, when exacerbated by pregnancy, can create a not-so-fun combination.”

My mind immediately flared to the package we received and the comments Grace had been getting online. But nothing that seemed like it would lead to this level of stress—and I told her as much.

“We’ve had a few things pop up here and there, but she’s handled it all well. She was literally just talking to her sister and walking into a shop for baby clothes. We were all working, and she’d just texted that she was going to do a little shopping in town. She never mentioned feeling bad, either.”

“We’re going to have to have one of us with her at all times from now on,” Cade said.

“As much as I want to argue about hovering and how stressful that can be for your omega, I honestly think it might be a good idea. At least until we can get to the bottom of this. We’re running some blood work now to see if she’s deficient in any vitamins. But as far as I know, she’s been taking her prenatals every day, drinking fluids, eating well, no major morning sickness, correct? We just had an appointment last week.”

“Everything seemed fine,” Drew said. I might have been wrapped up in work during the day, but despite us working hard at the new location, we were all very good about leaving work at work and focusing on Grace and our pack at home.

I sat down heavily in the chair, scooting it closer so I could hold her small hand in mine. The one without the IV.

“At this point, her fluids are looking better. We’re going to wait a little bit more on some tests, but the baby is strong. That heartbeat? It’s telling you she’s doing everything right.”

Dr. Clark walked out, leaving us alone with our omega and our thoughts.

“Gracie… I need you to wake up and reassure us that you’re all right,” Drew begged. Now that we were all bonded, I could feel their worry rising like a wave in my chest.

“We’re going to need to be careful with the bond,” I said. “We don’t need to give her our stress by accident.” I tried my best to shield her from the horror of watching her on that hospital bed, breathing steadily, but looking so frail.

There was a strange noise before her blood pressure cuff began to inflate. That had Grace rousing, her eyelids fluttering open before she startled.

We all moved as one, reaching out, settling our hands on her. Drew and Beckett rumbled a low purr to calm her.

She settled back against the pillow, blinking rapidly as it likely all came back to her.

“I don’t even remember getting here. I was just shopping, and I got so light-headed. I couldn’t make sense of what was happening. I couldn’t even talk to them.”

“Hey, it’s okay. Your sister called us, and the shop called 911. You’re safe. The baby is all right. Listen to that heartbeat,” I said, my voice soft and soothing.

She gripped my hand and closed her eyes for a second. We all went quiet as the steady thump-thump-thump of the baby’s heartbeat echoed from the monitor.

With that, she opened her eyes. “Thank god. I was so scared.”

“I’m sorry we weren’t there with you, Gracie. But one of us will be with you all the time now, just in case,” Drew promised with tears glistening in his eyes. The thought of losing her was affecting us all.

She didn’t even fight us on it. “Do you think they’re going to put me on bed rest?”

“They might. At least we’ve got the old man here to stay home with you at home when we can’t,” I said, grinning at Drew.

“There’s nowhere else I’d rather be,” he replied, not even rising to the teasing.

“You scared us, muse,” Cade said, his hand running up and down her leg, the only part of her he could reach.

“Scared me, too,” she admitted. “Hailey’s pregnant, too. She’s just as far along as we are. They’re going to be cousins the same age.” She chuckled, then sighed softly. I had a feeling she was really missing her sister. Maybe it was time for us to step in and give Hailey a call to check in. At least a visit might help.

“Speaking of your sister, I really need to call them and let them know you’re awake and okay. They’re running blood tests, but the doctor said the baby’s fine,” Beckett muttered.

She nodded, watching as he pulled out my phone to call Hailey back.

“Tell me my sister’s okay!” she demanded the second she answered, her voice echoing in the room.

“She’s fine and she’s awake now. The doctors are giving her fluids. She was dehydrated. They’re worried she might be low on something, but the baby is safe and so is Grace.”

“Thank God,” she sobbed. I could hear Nolan offering her comfort, and I was glad she wasn’t alone.

“I should be there,” Hailey said. “Tell her I’m so sorry.”

“You have your own life. She understands, but misses you, too,” he said gently. “We’ll let you know what else the doctor says.”

We said a quick goodbye before I slid my phone away, giving Grace my full attention again.

Dr. Clark walked back in with her chart in hand.

“Oh good, you’re awake,” she said, visibly relieved. “I just got your bloodwork back, and everything looks fine. You were a little low on a few vitamins, but with your prenatals and a balanced diet, I think that’ll even out. I genuinely believe you just had a bad bout of dehydration and shifting hormones. You need to keep up with those fluids, and I’m going to schedule your appointments a little closer together than we anticipated to keep a closer eye.”

Grace nodded, eyes already drooping again.

“For now, I want you on bed rest for the rest of the week to recover. Then we’ll have an appointment at the end of the week to reassess, okay?”

“All right,” Grace agreed. “I just want the baby to be okay.”

“They’re a lot stronger than they seem,” Dr. Clark reassured her. “And I’m going to take good care of you both.”

Grace

Iwas finally off the monitors and the continuous blood pressure cuff. Dr. Clark had run about every test you could think of and was forced to chalk it up to stress and dehydration.

Cade had ignored just about every warning the nurses gave and crawled into bed with me, nestling into my side.

“Is she up for guests?”

My eyes flew open at the sound of my sister’s voice. I glanced over, watching Hailey bounce in with Nolan right behind her.

Beck greeted his brother with one of those guy hugs, the kind where the slap sounds painful. They whispered quietly to each other while my sister hurried to my side.

“What are you doing here?” I questioned in shock.

“Well, when your sister passes out on the phone with you, it’s not that far-fetched to pack your shit and head her way.” She gave me a look that begged me to argue.

“They just think it’s exhaustion, stress, and maybe dehydration,” I reassured her. “I’m fine.”

“She’s not just fine, she’s on bed rest,” Cade mumbled into my side. I poked him in the ribs, causing him to squirm, but he didn’t take his words back.

“Miss Independent here doesn’t like when people fuss over her,” Hailey laughed, sounding just as smug as Cade. Brats. They were going to conspire against me now, weren’t they?

“Well, she better get used to it,” Beckett said, Drew humming in agreement beside him.

“We are absolutely going to be on your case, Gracie,” Drew confirmed.

I groaned dramatically, but I couldn’t keep the smile off my face. It was nice to have support, to not just be told I was being dramatic. The one time I ended up in the hospital as a teen, my mom chalked it up to attention-seeking before I’d even had a chance to ask what was wrong.

Just a dramatic Omega, she guessed.

“Now, are you going to tell me about Italy? I’m tired of being the spotlight,” I demanded.

Hailey happily sat in the chair while Nolan dragged another one over, pulling up her phone and showing me every picture, giving me the background of each one, what they saw, what they ate.

It was the perfect distraction.

The food pictures were pure torture. Everything looked absolutely divine, making my stomach rumble by the third or fourth one.

The hospital food had been less than stellar.

“Let’s go snag our omega some actual food,” Spencer said. “It’s driving me crazy that she’s barely eating. That can’t be good for her.”

“I’ll come with you,” Drew said as he stood and followed our beta out.

“Now, tell me about the baby,” Hailey demanded. “I want to know everything that’s happened so far.”

“Honestly, there’s not a ton to tell,” I admitted. “We had our scans, everything looks normal. We got to hear the heartbeat again when I was strapped to all this equipment. They just took me off of it this morning.”

“I still can’t believe we’re so close together,” she laughed. “Did you get awful morning sickness, too?”

“There was a time where everything made me nauseous. One wrong move, and I’d run out of the room,” I admitted.

“It was terrible. We couldn’t keep food in her,” Cade grumbled. Apparently, he was still half-asleep because he hadn’t opened his eyes yet, just soaked in my scent as I was doing to him.

Honestly, he was the best at keeping my vitals in check.

“Ours has been pretty uneventful,” Hailey admitted, glancing at Nolan. “He’s had to go on a few craving runs, but I only had morning sickness for about a week. Hence, why I thought it was a virus of some kind.”

“Ugh, you’re such a brat,” I grumbled.

She rolled her eyes, but the smile was still on her face. Then it darkened, and the sarcasm crept in. “You always did have to be the dramatic one, didn’t you?”

I’m glad our minds went to the same place.

“I have to, yes. Always so dramatic. An omega coming into her designation and passing out. All for attention, right?”

“Sounds like you have a history of passing out,” Cade frowned.

“I don’t know that I’d count passing out during my designation and passing out during pregnancy all these years later a history of it,” I argued.

Great. Now he was absolutely going to tell Dr. Clark about this.

Speak of the devil, the click of high heels was followed by Dr. Clark rounding the corner, her eyes going wide when she saw Hailey.

“Hailey!” she greeted, pulling my sister in for a warm hug. “We sure have missed you.”

“I’ve missed you guys, too, you have no idea,” she muttered. “But it seems my sister’s keeping you busy.”

“Her sister, who apparently passed out when she came into her designation. Does that count as a history?” Cade asked, finally opening his eyes and looking at Dr. Clark.

“No,” she admitted. “I don’t love that you passed out, but it does make it a little less concerning that it’s happened before. It’s not uncommon to faint during designation changes, it’s a huge rush of hormones, kind of like pregnancy.”

“Great,” I grumbled.

“The good news is you didn’t hit anything on the way down, and you made it here in one piece. Your baby is healthy and strong. Just like you are.”

“Does that mean I get to go home soon?” I pleaded.

“Yes,” she agreed with a chuckle. “I got the last test I was waiting on, everything is looking normal now. We’re still sticking to the plan of seeing you at the end of the week, though. But yes, you can escape soon.”

“Thank God.”

“That doesn’t mean you’re off bed rest, though. I still want you resting for the rest of the week.”

“Yes, ma’am,” I sighed. “Don’t worry, I know the pack will hold me to it.”

“We sure will,” Beckett confirmed. “For once, my stubborn omega will have to listen to her alpha.”

“I’m glad you’ve got it under control,” Dr. Clark said with a grin. “The nurse will be in to make sure there’s nothing else we need to do. I’ll see you at the end of the week.”

“Thank you!” I called after her, just before she gave Hailey a pat on the arm and walked out.

My sister had a sad smile on her face as she watched Dr. Clark leave. “God, I miss working at the clinic. I always said she was going to be the one to deliver my babies.”

“She’s been great. First time she walked in, she mentioned how much she missed you. So, don’t worry, the feeling’s definitely mutual.”

Hailey looked on the verge of tears, not able to form words before she glanced over at Nolan for comfort.

“We’re going to be in town for a few days, checking on the place, so I’m going to head out. I’ll swing by the house, okay?” she promised.

“Are you alright?” I wasn’t going to let her walk out of here looking that sad.

“I’m fine,” she said quietly. “I just miss being home.”

She gave me a tight hug that I think we both needed.

“Home misses you.”

She sniffled, then took a breath, regaining her composure before offering Nolan a smile so they could head out. From the frown on his face, he’d clocked every single word she said.

Drew and Spencer walked back in with arms full of food. The nurse hadn’t come in yet, so we dug in until she arrived, had me sign a few forms, and then sent us on our way.

Now that I’d eaten, I was ready to be back in my nest.

The guys fussed over me the entire way home, Drew driving extra slow and Spencer sitting beside me, making sure I was comfortable and safe.

Let the hovering begin.

When we got home, the alphas helped me inside and up to my nest, settling me in among a million pillows and blankets. I couldn’t even find it in myself to be snarky. It felt so damn good to be home.

I breathed in their scents and burrowed into the blankets, my eyes drifting closed before they could even offer me anything else.

At this point, I just needed to rest and recover.

To my surprise, they all kicked off their shoes, and pants, joining me in the nest. Cade and Drew were snoring the moment they were settled. Cade had kidnapped my arm, holding it to his chest, while Drew rested a palm on my calf. Beckett was by my head, his fingers delicately running through my hair. I couldn’t even be mad that he was messing up my curls.

Then Spencer was there, his glasses tucked safely away, and head resting on my thigh as he whispered softly to the baby before he, too, drifted off.

I really was lucky to have them.

They didn’t just take care of me, they saw me. They’d seen me at my best and at my worst, and had proven they were never going to leave my side. Even in something as simple as bed rest, here they were, resting with me and showing that I came first.

Maybe this week wouldn’t be so bad after all.

Grace

Bed rest was the worst. I was going crazy in my nest. The only thing keeping me going was online shopping and my design work.

The guys made sure most of the responsibilities didn’t fall solely on Drew, taking turns so one of them could be home with him when possible.

Thankfully, I knew that when I got back to the doctor in two days, I’d get the all-clear. I’d felt fine since the incident, though I didn’t want to dismiss the recuperation I still needed. I definitely made sure to keep up with my electrolytes and rest as much as possible.

We did not need a repeat.

The only time I really got out of bed, or the nest, was to use the bathroom or go downstairs for meals. And that was only because I would lose my mind if they tried to feed me in bed one more time. I let that slide for the first few days, but then I decided I was over it.

As long as I was sitting or resting, it was fine. I’d even messaged Dr. Clark for confirmation.

I finished my last project for the day, sent off the design and emails, then closed my laptop and tossed it aside with a long breath as I rested my head against the pillow.

All I wanted was some sunshine.

Drew poked his head in, a smile on his handsome face. I swear, this man lit up every time he looked at me. That did a lot for a girl’s inner omega.

“You look bored, and I think I have the perfect solution,” he said.

“What is it?” I questioned.

He just shook his head and reached out for me, helping me to my feet. “Follow me.”

Drew led me carefully down the stairs and out the back door. It was like he heard my silent plea for sunshine.

I didn’t expect to find an array of blankets strewn out, a bunch of canvases and paints, and my sister and best friends sitting around in a circle, talking and laughing. They waved me over the moment they saw me.

“You officially have the best pack,” Avery said. “This is the cutest idea.”

“To be fair, this was all Cade,” Drew said, just as the man in question walked out with an armful of snacks, treats, and drinks.

Spencer was right behind him, holding a giant tumbler with a handle, the one they had been filling up for me nonstop. It only meant I’d have to pee in five seconds, but at least the baby and I were hydrated.

“You guys did all this for me?”

“They told us you were going crazy in there,” Sidney joked, “and we were more than happy to come help... and eat snacks. Sit down!”

Hailey waved me over next to her. Our matching bumps meant we got extra pillows for comfort. She gave me another hug, something she’d been doing more since the store incident.

The guys helped ease me down into the nest of pillows they created for us all. My chest warmed at the fact that they did all of this just for me. They didn’t even need me to say I was going crazy. They realized it and found a solution, came up with this all on their own.

That effort was everything.

I don’t think the smile left my face as we all got settled, filling little plates with snacks, drinking plenty of water, and then picking out our canvases.

Cade had taken the time to sketch the outline of each picture, different landscapes, animals, and flowers.

I chose one that was a beautiful garden. I wasn’t sure if I was going to ruin it or not, but I was going to give it my best.

Sidney turned on some background music, but it didn’t stop us from talking. Wren regaled us with stories from the rescue farm she ran with her pack. The others talked about their kids and the wild things they’d done, which only made me more excited for this baby to come.

I ran my hand softly over my bulging stomach. The bump was finally making itself known now that I was a little over halfway there.

All the frustration of being cooped up this week melted away as I stroked my paintbrush across the canvas, filling in the sky and grass, dabbing color for the flowers. It was finally starting to take real shape.

“You’re good at that,” Cade praised.

“Thank you,” I grinned up at him. “But we both know you’re a liar.”

That had him laughing. “Trust me, I’ve seen some bad ones.”

“Like this?” Sidney asked, turning hers around as she bit her lip to keep back her laughter. We all lost it at the wild meld of colors. She’d painted the poor cow purple and blue, chewing on orange grass.

Hailey frowned. “I was trying to make something cute for the nursery... I failed.” Her colors bled through the ocean scene, making it look more like abstract art than waves.

“I can help with that,” Cade reassured her, sitting down next to her and dabbing her brush, helping her fix it.

They continued talking about nursery ideas while I focused on my garden painting. I added a few more flowers before painting some bees and butterflies. I wanted to give it life.

I was startled when I heard more cars pulling in, not expecting a full-blown brigade.

“Since we couldn’t bring you to the cookout next weekend because of bed rest, we decided to bring it to you this week!” Avery said excitedly.

All the girls outside of Hailey and me, stood up and rushed to greet their packs and usher everyone in. Even Nolan had pulled up at the end, looking more than a little overwhelmed.

“Poor Nolan,” I laughed. “He’s not used to all this.”

“Well, he better get used to it,” Hailey said, shaking her head. “If we’re going to be living in Rockwood Valley, then he needs to know this is normal Rockwood behavior.”

“Wait, what do you mean?” I asked, freezing. It was something I’d dreamt of and I was afraid to let myself hope.

She looked up at me. “Half the reason I didn’t call as much the last few months was because I was trying to get myself together. I hated that I wasn’t home, and I was terrified that if I talked to you, everything would fall apart.

“Oh, Hailey,” I choked out. My heart broke for her. That was exactly how I would have felt if I’d gone with the others to the city.

“I should have known my alpha would never want me to be that unhappy. Finally, he begged me to tell him what was going on. I explained how much I missed home, missed you. Especially with the babies coming.” She smiled as she ran a hand over her stomach. “He practically demanded we find a new place here. Mine was way too small for a family, but we’re staying in it for now, and we’re here for good.”

My tears were running halfway through her story. I didn’t even have words, I just crushed her into a hug.

“I can’t even tell you how much I missed you,” I admitted, my voice cracking. “I didn’t know how I was going to do this without you.”

“Unfortunately for us, we’re due around the same time. I swear, if we go into labor on the same day...”

She shook her head. “It’ll be chaos.”

“If not, you know I’ll be there for you.”

“Same,” she said. “I wanted you and Nolan to be in there with me. But if that can’t happen, at least we’ll have the support when we get home, right?”

“Just a few people,” I said dryly, looking pointedly at the growing crowd.

Mama Whitaker was already making a beeline toward us, Charlie at her heels. The alpha she found was incredible, and he’d embraced all the chaos just like Nolan would.

Honestly, maybe he could be an ally for the younger alpha.

“Look at my girls,” Mama Whitaker gushed as she helped us to our feet, giving us each one of those warm mom hugs she gave out.

Then she eyeballed me. “Hey, no more scares, okay? You had all of us worried.”

“Don’t worry. The pack is making sure that I behave,” I grumbled playfully.

Avery walked up with her guys, Arden raising an eyebrow at me. I had purposely not chosen him at the clinic since he was not only Hailey’s boss, but Avery’s Alpha. But it seemed word spread fast.

“I hear you’re quite the troublemaker,” he teased.

“Dr. Clark is making sure I don’t cause any more trouble,” I reassured him.

“As far as I know, you’re still on bed rest. Let’s get you somewhere more comfortable,” he said.

Before he could reach out to help me walk, my pack was already there. He let out a chuckle and raised his hands. “Sorry. The doctor in me just wanted to make sure she was good.”

“Thanks,” I told him, Avery and I sharing a smile. There was no jealousy there. She knew I didn’t want her alpha, and he didn’t want me. Usually, omegas were territorial, but thankfully, since we were like sisters, our packs became more like siblings by association.

Beckett and Drew helped me over to the patio table before everyone else got to work bringing out more tables, putting on tablecloths, and loading them with food. Sidney cranked up the music on a speaker now, so it echoed across the lawn.

I waved Spencer down, worried about the cats. “Did anyone secure the kittens? I don’t want them running off when someone opens the door. You know with this many people, they’re going to be in and out.”

“Don’t worry. We set them up in their own little cat room, another project of Drew’s,” he teased.

“Our cats have their own bedroom now? How long have I been on bed rest?!”

“Just act surprised. He’s probably trying to surprise you,” he admitted. “But, they’re safely locked away with food, water, litter boxes, and toys, and we’ll give them extra snuggles tonight.”

“Perfect,” I said, relaxing back into the chair. He ran a hand gently down my stomach and placed a kiss on my temple.

“Have I told you today that you look radiant?”

“Thank you,” I smiled up at my beta, resting a hand on his cheek as I pulled him into a kiss, this time on the lips. Spencer was always so gentle and made me feel so cherished. I could feel my omega humming in my chest.

Everyone was talking and laughing around me. This was why I loved Rockwood Valley so much. There was a sense of community that was unmatched. Add in the family that adopted me into their own, and I never had to feel that sting of loneliness again. That rejection that came from knowing your own family didn’t care.

Hailey and I had both been right, our lives were easier without them.

Our mom hadn’t tried to reach out once, and I didn’t think she ever would. Imagine holding on to a grudge against your two daughters because your evil sister and her spawn told you to. I guarantee they were chirping in her ear, feeding her every lie they could think of, and I bet she believed every single one.

Because, of course, they were never the problem, and neither was she.

A round of laughter echoed across the yard, and I looked up to see Mama Whitaker with my pack, laughing at something Beckett and Cade were saying. Their faces were open and happy.

Just like that, they’d been accepted into the fold.

As if they could feel me watching, both Beckett and Cade turned toward me. Beck gave me a wink, and Cade beamed like the sun.

They’d pretty much admitted they didn’t have a family that genuinely cared. Any last lingering guilt or worry that they wouldn’t enjoy Rockwood Valley completely evaporated. They were right, we got to live here and soak in all that Rockwood had to offer, and I got to keep my town. But once things settled, we’d also be spending time in the city now and then.

It really was the best of both worlds, and our baby would be lucky to experience both.

Drew settled down next to me, Spencer taking the seat on the other side, sandwiching me between them. Each of them grabbed one of my swollen feet, rubbing gently as they checked in again.

“How are you feeling? Do you need water or anything?” Spencer asked.

“I’m just feeling happy,” I said on a sigh that rang with contentment. Drew leaned in, brushing a kiss over my lips and then my forehead.

“Just so you know, Mama Whitaker is over there talking baby showers. Once my mom arrives, it’s over for us. We’re going to have everything we could need and more.”

“You hear that?” I said as I leaned down, rubbing my stomach. “You’re already so loved, and you’re not even here yet.”

Grace

“I’m finally free,” I sang out as Drew helped me out of the truck and onto the sidewalk. It felt like I was down for a lifetime, and while I was under strict orders to not push myself, I was allowed to live my life again.

The appointment with Doctor Clark went well and we both were confident there wouldn’t be a repeat.

If my body and this baby behaved, at least.

“We figured we’d finish what you started then grab a treat,” Drew said, gesturing to the baby boutique.

“They probably don’t want me back,” I winced.

“Yes, we do,” a woman said as she pushed open the door to let in the summer breeze. “I’m so glad to see you’re doing better. I was just sad your pretty sunflower died, I didn’t know how to reach you.”

It was apparently the same girl who saved me.

“Sorry for falling apart on you,” I said as she ushered us in. “Sunflower?”

“At least you have a pack to catch you if you feel faint this time,” she teased. “Oh, and someone else must have dropped it! There was a pretty sunflower left behind when the ambulance took you away.”

“Oh,” was all I could say. Though as my eyes bounced to Cade, he looked sick.

“I’ll be up front if you need me,” she said with a wave.

“There was a sunflower in the hotel room,” he said. “In our suite. I thought you left it.”

My eyebrows dipped down as those words sunk in.

“Do you think it’s related to the boxes?” Spencer asked the question I was too afraid to voice. My stomach churned. It was starting to sound like we had a full-on stalker, not just an angry one night stand.

Not that she couldn’t be both.

“Wait… I’m second guessing everything,” Spencer said. “Did you send us letters at work when we were wrapping things up to come here?”

I blinked at him. “Letters? No. We called and Face Timed and all that, but no letters. I was too busy freaking out that you weren’t coming.”

My teasing fell flat as they shared a look. “We got so many of them. Pink envelopes and all sharing little notes of how much you loved us.”

“It wasn’t me,” I admitted with a sigh. This was spiraling out of control too quickly for my liking.

I was fucking tired of things coming between me and my peace.

At this point, we had unassuming, but very creepy flowers, letters, a burned box of panties, and no real leads.

I knew I was safe, my labs and all the tests checked out fine. Our follow ups were just as vigilant.

“This can wait until after we shop. I refuse for anything else to take away from our special moments,” I said firmly. “We can deal with it when we finish. Go to the police, even. For now, let’s shop.”

“But,” Cade started but I held up a hand to stop him. I let them see the stress on my face, the need to have just this one fucking moment.

Beck eyed the door, then the employee, before looking back at me. It took willpower, but he eventually relaxed and gave me a warm smile.

“She’s right. Shopping first. But then, we deal with this,” he said, giving me a look that dared me to argue.

“It’s creepy. No fight from me.”

“Shopping it is,” Spencer said, letting some of his tension melt away and glancing around. The more their eyes scanned, the more they lit up.

This was our first time since doing our online registry that we were letting ourselves loose on a store like this.

Each of my men grabbed their own basket, Drew grabbing two, an extra for me. He stuck close while the others spread out with a grin on their faces.

I had a feeling they were about to have more fun than I was here.

Instead of clothes, I went for the decor section in the back, eyes landing on a sweet mobile. It was green and white, little leaves dancing and Totoro on top as if he were commanding it. The melody from the movie played when I twisted it and I knew it had to come home with us.

Drew grabbed the box, sliding one into my basket along with a few matching plushies.

It was already a success.

Soon, I had my basket full and his. He seemed content to shop with me, adding his own things here and there as he dutifully followed me around.

I stopped mid-step. A strange feeling danced over my skin and it felt like someone was watching me. Goosebumps dotted along my body as I turned, locking eyes with an omega.

“Drew,” I whispered, not moving my lips. She looked like a deer caught in headlights. Her tears flowed freely down her dirty cheeks, a sob escaping. The concerned worker started to approach but Cade snagged her, urging her to the back. Hopefully, to call the fucking cops.

“They were mine, you bitch. They treated me so sweet.”

Her voice was haunted. I wanted to look away, see their expressions for a flicker of recognition, but I couldn’t risk it.

“It was incredible. So attentive and caring for me. Even feeding me breakfast. I… I thought they’d call. Save me from my fate.”

This went far past a simple rejection and right into ‘mental health crisis’ territory.

She continued to babble, not moving an inch. There was no change in her when the cop car parked out front. I saw the cops moving in behind her.

They sent betas, it looked like. I hoped for her sake she didn’t fight it.

“There you are, Audrey,” the first cop said in a bright tone. “We’ve been looking for you.”

“You have?” she asked, looking at the guys, then frowning as she realized it wasn’t them who spoke.

“Who are you?” she demanded, glaring at the cop who was doing everything to soothe her.

“Just a friendly beta here to help you out. We know what happened to you, Audrey. We’re going to make sure no one tries to control you again,” he promised gently.

She perked up at that, her face shifting from confusion to adoration. “You’ve been looking for me?”

He nodded, holding out a hand. When she reached out, he gently took a knife I didn’t see before.

Oh god. If she was searching for them, that was for me…

My panic started to rise but my alpha was there, pressing into my back. The moment she was out the door the others rushed to my side.

“Did you recognize her?” I choked out, a second away from full-on tears.

“No,” they all said at once.

“We’re just as lost as you,” Beckett admitted, looking pale. His dark eyes were stark against it as he gazed out the window. “I’m going to see what’s happening. They seemed to know her or were simply damn good actors.”

“She’s in the car, come on,” Cade said.

“I’m going to buy all of this first,” Spencer said, collecting our baskets and taking them up front to pay.

When we stepped out, one of the cops was heading our way with a sad smile. “I guess you want some answers, huh?”

“Yes,” I said. “She’s been sending boxes of omega’s panties to us. Multiple omegas and multiple boxes.”

“There’s a huge state-wide alert out for her. She lost her pack, a not good one… it broke her. Her family tried to help but she kept slipping away. They found her the first few times but she’s been on the run for weeks.”

“Oh god,” I gasped. That kind of pain was unbearable. No wonder her mind was broken. And if it was forced like he implied, that would be even worse.

This poor girl. She was staring at us with wide, sad eyes. Her hair was matted, her clothes dirty, she needed help.

“What will happen to her?” I asked, needing to know she’d be taken care of.

“The family found a facility upstate. It’s an expensive program but made for both omegas and packs who have been through it.”

“I know you can’t give me sensitive information, but what’s her name and the facility. We’d like to help pay for it,” I said, knowing my pack would back me up.

“Audrey Walker,” he said, giving us the name of the facility. A branch of The Omega Network. That meant at least some government funding, but I knew it wouldn’t be enough.

The other cop walked up, a frown on his face and phone in his hand. It was cracked and abused, covered in grime. “This was strange.”

He held up the phone in his hand, the battered screen showing a video of Beckett, Spencer, and Cade. It was a fan-site of sorts, full of pictures and their achievements. It also had a whole thread up of how they imagined the guys would treat an omega.

“That’s how she found you,” I whispered in shock. “Just a big delusion that soothed her broken mind.”

“It’s possible. We may not know for a long time. For now, you shouldn’t have to worry about her. These programs can last from months to years,” the cop reassured us.

We were all shaken as they drove away. It was honestly a relief to my omega that they didn’t know her personally.

I pulled out my phone to update my best friends. They’d been helping search and no one had found a single lead.

Grace: We figured out who she was.

Hailey: Who? The stalker?

Grace: Yes.

I broke down everything we’d just learned, hands flying over the screen as I got it all out. The others were gently leading me to the truck, trying to get me home.

It was strange. I had no feelings outside of relief and heartbreak, but even they felt distance. As if I was protected by a bubble, nothing quite permeating it.

Sidney: Oh my god, that’s wild. I saw her on the news a few weeks ago. I never would have thought!

Wren: Wait, how did she know them?

Grace: She didn’t. They think she just found a video of them and her broken mind latched on. It’s not hard to find their addresses, though, I don’t know how they found us here.

“Okay, enough,” Beckett barked. I put my phone down, blinking up at him. They were all right there, concern flashing on their faces.

“We said your name so many times. I think you’re in shock, sweetheart,” Beck soothed, his voice far too careful now.

“I’m fine,” I said.

They clearly didn’t believe me. We made it home, the drive longer than ever with every one of them shifting their eyes to me constantly.

By the time I walked inside I was crawling out of my skin. I sought out the kittens, snatching up the one we named Star, snuggling her to my chest.

The guys settled around me, piling me in blankets and pillows.

“Guys, I’m not going to break any more than you are,” I said gently. They were all more concerned about me than how they felt about the whole situation.

“I’m shaken,” Drew admits. “That knife in her hand… I nearly tackled her myself.”

“Same,” Beckett sighed.

“I felt the same at the time. Then we talked to them and it all kind of fell away. She was scary and so was the threat, but knowing she had been through something so terrible killed me. It’s not her fault, not really. She’s getting help so that’s the important thing.”

“And our sweet, kind omega is going to make sure she can afford that help,” Spencer said, kissing my temple. “We all are.”

“I knew you’d back me up,” I said. “We can call up there soon to make sure her spot is safe.”

“What can we do for you?” Cade asked gently.

“Hold me close and stay with me,” I said easily. “We can watch a movie, order in, and just remind ourselves that we’re safe now.”

“Done.”

Grace

Whitaker Brews had been transformed from a bar to a baby wonderland. They had taken my garden theme and run with it. Everything was adorable, with pastel flowers and a lot of greens and yellows.

Even the cake was a sage green with gorgeous little swirls of frosting.

It was a true showing of family and community. Not the first we’d gotten lately, either.

They’d all been incredible the past few weeks. I never had a grand freakout like the guys thought after the incident with the broken omega, but we were all a bit shaken.

We made a large donation to her patient account, hoping to cover most, if not all, of her costs while she was there. Including funds for necessities they didn’t provide.

The Omega Network made sure costs were low, but this treatment facility was long-term, so the expenses could still add up.

I was just glad that the situation had a semi-happy ending, and we’d set her up to find her own peace, just like I’d found mine.

At the end of the day, we were safe now. That was the important part.

The packs made sure we knew we weren’t alone, something I was grateful for. It helped us move on and stop looking over our shoulders every time we stepped outside.

Now, it was all about the baby that was coming soon.

I didn’t even want to talk about the pile of gifts waiting on the table nearby. Honestly, I didn’t need anyone to get us anything, we could afford it. But Mama Whitaker waved that off the moment those words left my lips, offended that I would even suggest it.

"Family takes care of family, no matter what’s in their bank account," she reminded me. Something I was still getting used to.

Honestly, the woman probably made it her goal to give me twice as much just because I protested.

The best part? No one told my mom about this. It was all about me.

She hadn’t shown up to Hailey’s baby shower the week before, and I knew damn well she wasn’t showing up to mine. She hadn’t called or texted us since. I even sent her a text last week, not apologizing, just saying that when she was ready to let them go, we’d be waiting.

Honestly, even that was a lie. I wouldn’t be waiting forever. I was no one’s second choice.

I just needed to know if she would respond. When she didn’t, I officially closed that door over my heart. It didn’t even hurt this time because I knew what was waiting for me here in this town.

"They know we’re just having one baby, right?" Drew asked, his eyes wide with disbelief.

Yes, because the guys were at this party, including all the men attached to my friends. We were breaking all kinds of traditions today, and I absolutely loved it.

"Yes, they do. And I tried to tell them that we didn’t need them to buy us things, but Mama Whitaker wouldn’t take no for an answer."

"Now that I’m not surprised about."

He chuckled to himself before he looked out the window and grinned. "My mom just pulled up. Are you ready to see her again? Do you want to come outside with me so you can have a moment without the whole crowd watching the reunion?"

It felt like so many lifetimes had passed that I was glad to have a moment without prying eyes.

"Actually, yes. That would be perfect," I agreed, sliding my hand into his and letting Drew lead me out. I caught Cade, Spencer, and Beckett’s eyes as we left, all of them falling in step with us because it wasn’t just me seeing Drew’s mom again, it was our pack meeting her for the first time.

Bailey had Drew’s same emerald eyes. She already had a smile on her face as she stepped out of the car. Her strawberry blonde hair hung down her shoulders. Her smile was wide and sweet, and even her dress was a beautiful green that matched the theme of the shower, soft little florals making it stand out.

Everything about this woman screamed kind and sweet, and when she opened her mouth, that lilting voice echoed in old memories. All those summers hanging out and her giving us cookies, little pep talks when my family was being awful. She always met me with such kindness.

I hate that I lost years with her around as well.

"Hey, Mom," Drew greeted.

"Oh, you’re old news," she waved him off, giving me a wink. "I’m here to see my girl!"

She pulled me into a hug. The woman even smelled like sugar cookies and exuded warmth. She hugged like Mama Whitaker, though a bit more delicate. I soaked it in with a smile on my face.

“It’s so nice to see you again,” I said as I squeezed her back.

She was going to fit right in with this crowd.

"This town is so cute, still, and you’re even cuter!" she gushed. "Look how you grew up. Gorgeous. Oh, and the boys. Let me guess... Cade?" She pointed right at him.

He grinned and nodded.

"See? I knew it. The paint was a dead giveaway." She pointed at his shoes that had a few dots.

I laughed openly now. "Because I had to drag him away from the paintings to be here."

"Caught me," he said, shaking his head.

"And I know Spencer with the glasses and those intelligent eyes," she said before pulling him into a hug, which he soaked in just as much as I did.

"And that leaves this handsome boy. You are Beckett," she said confidently before giving him the same kind of hug.

My favorite part was her calling Beckett, this big, strong alpha, a boy.

But I guess to a mama, all her kids were going to be boys.

Then her gaze was back to me, a bit of nostalgia and sadness in her expression.

"Oh, Grace. It’s been far too long. He kept saying he was going to come back to you, and I’m glad that you gave him a chance. That wasn’t an easy thing to do."

"He was worth giving a second chance," I told her. "Drew wasn’t an easy guy to get over, and I’m glad he’s mine now."

"Forever," he promised, bending down and kissing me on the forehead, keeping it PG since his mom was right there.

"So, why exactly did we choose a bar as a baby shower venue?" she teased, biting back a laugh. I loved that she was just as sassy as we were.

"Partially because it’s a small town," I admitted. "And they had a big enough space. Also because the Whitakers, who own the bar, took me under their wings. So, family perks, I guess."

"And what about your family?" she asked. It was a careful question. I wondered what exactly she remembered from our childhood.

"My sister will be here," I said, giving her a tight smile. "That’s about it. I’ve pretty much cut out the rest of my family."

"I thought you might say that," she said, shaking her head. "I remember those stories of your mama and I’m so sorry, sweetie."

"That’s okay. I found a family that’s a lot stronger than the one I grew up in," I reassured her. "Now come in, I want you to meet Mama Whitaker."

We’d barely made it in the door when Mama Whitaker was making a beeline for us. I swear, this woman had a sixth sense for when we wanted to talk to her.

"Mama Whitaker, this is Drew’s mom," I introduced, before turning to the newcomer. "And this is Mama Whitaker."

"I do have a name, by the way," she laughed. "My name is Lucy."

"I’m Bailey, but everyone calls me Mom. I swear, the whole team did any time I brought cookies."

"We’re two peas in a pod, then," Lucy said with a smile. "I’m a sucker for taking care of my babies… all of them."

While the mothers conspired, the guys ushered me to a table. Avery walked up, slipping a sash across my shoulders, as if people couldn’t already tell by the eight-month belly I was sporting that I was the mom-to-be.

"Everything looks great, Avery," I told her emphatically. "It’s gorgeous in here."

"I can’t claim all the credit. We all went in together and even roped in a few of the guys," she admitted with a chuckle. "But it does look perfect, and you deserve nothing less, Grace."

Her eyes drifted over to Mama Whitaker and Bailey talking. "They look like they’re getting along well."

"I knew they would. She gets along with everyone," I admitted.

"Not everyone," Avery laughed. "She can’t stand people like your mom, for example."

She winced as the words fell out of her lips.

"Sorry, I shouldn’t have said that."

"No, that’s the truth," I reassured her. "And you’re right. Mama Whitaker can’t, and neither can Bailey. That’s all in the past, though."

My hands gently roamed over my belly. The emerald green dress I was wearing stretched over the bump.

I smiled softly, picturing holding such a tiny thing in my arms. It was still so strange, it almost didn’t feel real. Yet, with every new scan, every time I heard the heartbeat, I fell a little more in love with the little one.

Our name board was still ongoing in the kitchen. There were so many crossed-out names and new ones scribbled in between that it was hard to make sense of.

"What about Blake?" I said, turning to my pack as inspiration hit. "It’s a neutral name, it could go either way. It’s strong but not off-the-wall."

"Blake," Drew repeated, testing it out before a gentle smile swept over his face. "Honestly? I kind of like it."

"Blake is perfect," Cade said, looking almost relieved. "I was getting worried. We’re only a month away and the baby had no name."

"Is it unique enough?" I asked Spencer, the only one who hadn’t chimed in. He was whispering it under his breath, I could hear his voice coming out in a slow murmur. Then a blinding smile took over his face and he nodded.

"Honestly? That’s perfect. Now we have to figure out the middle name."

We all groaned, and I shook my head. "That’s a problem for another time. Right now, I think the party’s about to start."

The doors were propped open and people were milling in, and it wasn’t just my friends and their packs, but people from town. It seemed Mama Whitaker had invited everyone to celebrate. My cheeks were aching within ten minutes from all the smiles and greetings I’d given.

Thankfully, the guys made sure I sat while everyone came to me, explaining that I was still on light bed rest.

I hadn’t had any more complications, but Dr. Clark wanted me to take it easier. So, the guys had done everything they could to keep me off my feet for long periods of time.

My besties had gone all out, everything from a chugging contest out of baby bottles to a diapering competition that the guys went crazy for. Of course, my guys came in last since everyone else had children by now.

To their credit, my pack did it correctly, they were just slower than the others. I had a feeling they’d be pros in no time.

With every gift that I unwrapped, I saw how much we were loved. How much this baby was loved. Avery and her pack had gone for bottles, getting us just about every kind on the market and then the top sanitizers, drying racks, the works.

Sidney and her pack had gone for clothes, everything was neutral and simple. Then they put a gift card at the end for when the baby arrived so I could buy even more.

Oriana and her pack were the ones to buy furniture. They’d picked up every swing, bouncer, and walker that we had on the list, and then added a few of her favorites.

Wren and her pack had bought an adorable set of plush barnyard animals along with a matching diaper bag and backpack, depending on what I preferred, and enough diapers to last an army.

Mama Whitaker and Charlie had bought us a car seat and stroller combination, along with a bunch of other odds and ends to round everything out.

The other guests had spoiled us just as much, books, clothes, extra diapers, extra bottles, and words of encouragement.

Honestly, more than a few tears had leaked out as I opened them all. I don’t think I’d ever felt so full of love and acceptance in my life. It settled into my bones and had me talking to my baby, reassuring them that this was what was waiting for them on the other side.

By the time they were cleaning up and loading all of our treasures into the back of Drew’s pickup truck, and the Whitakers’ trucks, too, because it all wouldn’t fit in one, I was exhausted but glowing.

The bond was alive with our combined happiness, and I was relieved to know they felt the same way I did. That this was home, and these people were family.

"Just a few more weeks," Spencer said. "A few short weeks and we’ll be holding Blake in our arms."

They’d all agreed to wait on the gender with me, and as I pictured my guys holding our sweet baby, all I could picture was a little boy.

It would be interesting to find out if I was right.

At the end of the day, I didn’t mind either way. I just wanted a healthy baby. And I could handle four more weeks of being doted on by my pack.

“Let’s get you in the truck,” Spencer urged, brushing a kiss over my knuckles before leading the way.

Then I froze. My eyes landing on the white sedan with a streak of red down the side. Mom was here. That red was where she’d swerved on the highway then somehow talked her way out of responsibility though we knew it was her fault.

The door opened and she stepped out, the waterworks already at full blast. She rushed forward, both Spencer and I freezing.

“Here I was walking around town trying to find a gift for my daughter and visit her, when I heard talk about a baby shower today. Your name was mentioned and I thought, surely, she wouldn’t do this without telling me, wouldn’t be this pregnant and still ignoring her mom.”

Rage burned in my gut and I let out a hollow laugh. “I haven’t heard a word from you. No apology, nothing. Don’t act like I was the problem. It’s not happening this time, I refuse to take that on to make you feel better.”

Mom gasped, the tears gone immediately. “Grace! How could you say such awful things? And ‘apology?’ For what? Being involved in my daughter’s wedding and trying to make it a peaceful event?”

“No, for letting them walk all over us and disrespect Hailey. It’s not our job to stay quiet so you don’t have to deal with Aunt Candace’s attitude. You would have lost your mind if I wore a white dress to Bianca or Celine’s mating ceremonies.”

“Well, I…. no, I would have said the same to them.”

I raised an eyebrow, crossing my eyes over my bump. “Fine. Prove it.”

She sputtered again, still not used to me standing up to her and not just being a good, compliant daughter.

“Call Aunt Candace and tell her how frustrated you are that they overstepped at the wedding. That we weren’t the issue, they were.”

Her face flushed an angry red and I watched her manicured fingers curl into fists.

“I will do no such thing,” she bit out, her voice sharp and haughty. As I watched her make more excuses I didn’t feel a single ounce of regret or frustration, only peace.

“I’m done, Mom. I refuse to tolerate this behavior anymore. You have no reason to be here, I’d like you to leave.”

“Grace!” she screeched, but I was already turning my back, walking away from her ranting. Beckett and Cade rushed over at the sound of her yells but I was already climbing in the truck. They followed my lead, climbing in after me.

“Are you alright, sweetheart?” Beck asked, his fingers seeking out mine until they were twisted together.

“Honestly? Yes. I wrote her off months ago, this was just the exact reminder I needed that I did the right thing.”

I watched out the window as she screamed, jumping up and down. I’d given her a chance and she laughed in my face. No mother should act that way.

Now, she could fawn over Aunt Candace and her girls all she wanted. They were all she had left.

Me? Today showed I had plenty of support in my corner. I didn’t need hers.

"You know what I’m craving?" I said, despite eating a ton of food at the shower. It was a subject change, but I didn’t care. There was nothing to talk about, that chapter of my life was over and done with. Time to move on.

As usual, all four of my packmates perked up at my words. I swear, cravings were something they always got excited about.

"French fries and churros."

"Consider it done," Spencer promised, already searching on his phone for a place to make it happen. And I knew, if they didn’t find one, they’d make it for me.

Once I was recovered from the baby, I was going to spoil them all rotten in return.

They deserved nothing less.

Grace

We were just at forty weeks, and I swear every single day I woke up horny as hell. Today’s victim was Beckett, who was still sleeping. I rolled over, straddling his hips and trailing my fingers up and down his abs, gently stroking the bumps and curves of each one.

"Good morning, my beautiful omega," he said, a small smile curving over his lips as he blinked his eyes open. Just like that, he was hard for me, his cock brushing against my ass.

"You guys are going to be sick of me," I teased as I trailed kisses awkwardly down his body. It wasn’t easy with a giant baby in between us. I had to shift to the side, which only made my back ache.

But the neediness and slick dripping down my thighs told me that it was worth suffering through.

"You know, I haven’t had breakfast," he said, gently shifting us so that I was lying on my back on the mattress. He placed a gentle kiss on my stomach before trailing lower. I hated that I couldn’t see him anymore as I looked down my legs, falling open for the alpha settling between them.

His nose trailed over my slick, bumping against my clit before his tongue began lapping up every ounce of desire that had pooled there. Beckett knew exactly what I liked at this point in our relationship.

Two fingers gently slid inside of me, curling against me as he sucked on my clit, then soothed it with his tongue. He alternated at a pace that was blowing my mind.

My hips were always aching these days, widening and getting ready for the baby, but that just meant the guys were constantly holding onto them. In fact, they loved every bit of softness this pregnancy had added to my breasts, to my hips, and everywhere else.

There was never a second I had to guess if I was gaining too much weight too fast for them. They loved every bit of me, even more now than before.

"Beckett, please," I groaned, needing to come more than anything. He let out a soft chuckle before nibbling his teeth over my clit and curling his fingers. That was it for me, stars bursting behind my eyes as the pleasure crashed over me, stealing my breath and tensing every muscle in my body.

"Your turn to get on your back," I said breathlessly, trying to compose myself. As he did what I asked, I climbed on top. This time, instead of just straddling his hips, I sank down on his thick cock. His knot was already forming. It took a few bounces before it slid into me, my alpha so worked up that it was a little difficult.

I sighed in happy relief as his knot expanded, pushing against my walls. I rocked my hips over him, brushing my already sensitive clit against him with each swivel of my hips, chasing my orgasm.

Beck never broke eye contact as he kneaded my breasts, rolling my nipples between his fingers and weighing them in his hands.

I swear, this man was obsessed now.

It didn’t take long before I was clenching around him, my alpha letting out a low growl that said he’d joined me as well, pumping me full of his seed.

His knot locked it all inside, refusing to let me go, and I felt my entire body relax as he settled us onto our side, his hands gently massaging my stomach as his eyes locked onto mine.

"Any day now, sweetheart."

"Hopefully, today," I joked, but I’d been saying that for three weeks now. The end of pregnancy was a lot harder than I expected. Just like I warned them, I waddled everywhere.

There was no chance I was bending down to grab things or tying my shoes, but that was okay. I didn’t have to. They were there every time.

I’d regained my energy by the time Beck’s knot released me. He helped me to my feet, and I groaned as I felt the trickle of our combined releases trailing down my legs.

"I need a shower," I said. As I started to move that way, the trickle turned into a river. My eyes widened as a puddle formed underneath me.

"Um, Alpha?" I said, my voice shaking as I looked down. He turned around, taking only a second or two before realizing why I sounded strange.

When his eyes dropped, they widened before he turned around and barked at the others.

"Grace’s water broke! Everybody, get your asses in gear!"

Beckett began cleaning me up the best he could before sliding a sundress over my head. He helped me waddle down the stairs, reassuring me that any mess I made would be easily cleaned.

Spencer was waiting at the bottom with our bags in hand, and Drew was already pulling the truck around. Cade was by my side, helping me down the last few steps and out the door.

Drew already had Dr. Clark on speaker, who said she was heading to the hospital already because not only was I in labor, but Hailey was, too.

We called it.

For some reason, we just thought that it would happen at the same time, everything had synced up too perfectly up to this point.

The guys rushed me to the hospital, and it was a flurry of getting me admitted, in a room, into a gown, and hooked up to the monitors.

I’d been a little crampy this morning, but I had dismissed it as normal Braxton Hicks. I’d lived through heat cramps, this was nothing.

Now I was groaning, clinging to Beckett and Drew’s hands as I gritted my teeth through the current contraction.

The nurse came in encouraging me. "You’ve got this, Mama. You’re doing great. As soon as it eases, we’ll check to see how dilated you are."

And it went on like that, from three centimeters to five, all the way to ten.

The pain, the sweats, all of it was worth it the moment little Blake was in my arms. His cries were like music to my ears, and now that I was looking down at our little baby, I was more in love than ever before.

He was perfect. I leaned in, breathing him in, that sweet baby smell and a hint of mint. He was my whole world.

"You did so good, Gracie," Drew praised, his voice choked up as he brushed a kiss over my head, then our baby’s.

"He’s perfect," Spencer agreed, running a finger down his cheek before resting his hand on my arm. Cade was right there behind him, trying to get to us. Beckett was still stunned, his eyes locked onto us as if the whole world had just shifted and he hadn’t caught up yet.

The doctors were amazing, cleaning me up and doing everything they needed for Blake, while giving us a moment.

Beckett finally moved, the others getting out of his way as he came forward. His eyes were first for me, placing his forehead against mine and breathing deep.

"You’re a miracle, Grace. So fucking strong. Look what you gave us."

We both turned to look at our sweet baby. He was perfect. A small, little nose, his little, pink lips open and ready. The nurse helped him get in position, and he latched on right away.

The moment Blake was done eating and the nurses took him to the corner of the room with the betas to check him over, I couldn’t help but look at Beckett and Drew.

"Has anybody heard from my sister? Is she okay? Is the baby all right?"

"I’ve been in here, but I’ll find out for you," Beckett promised, placing another kiss on my cheek before walking out of the room.

It felt like the seconds ticked by slower than ever, but when he walked back in a few minutes later, he was beaming.

"She did so good, too. Nolan and her look like naturals," he said, like the proud uncle he was. "And baby Molly is adorable." He pulled out his phone, showing me pictures of my little niece. "I may or may not have greased a few palms so that you guys both got the recovery suites. There’s a door connecting them, so you’ll have privacy but also be able to see each other."

"Best alpha ever," I said as my eyes drifted closed, exhaustion pulling me under.

It wasn’t long before I was awake and feeding Blake again. I didn’t want to let him out of my arms, and I was grateful that I had all four of the guys to make sure that I didn’t fall asleep with him.

Labor took it out of me, and now that I was in my recovery room and resting, all I wanted to do was snuggle my baby and sleep.

That and I was starving.

When my stomach rumbled, Cade let out a chuckle. "I checked in on the food situation, and it seems it was nothing that I would feed you in a million years, so Nolan and Beckett ran out to get you both a celebratory meal."

"Tell me it’s a large pizza."

"It is now," he chuckled, sending a message. "I’m pretty sure they’re getting a whole buffet."

"Do you want to hold your son?" I asked Cade. Now that Blake was done feeding, he needed burped.

"Of course, I do," he said, laying a burp cloth over his shoulder before taking our newborn. He was a pro already, following the movements we were taught.

The moment he got a little burp, he was nuzzling him in his arms, scent-marking our baby until Blake was making cute, little noises.

Blake had only cried twice, and I swear I watched these men fold for his little sounds. All I could picture was years down the road, as he was toddling around, running after our pack, having all five of us wrapped around his tiny, little fingers.

Even this close to labor, I knew damn well that I’d do it all over again.

"Can we come in?" Nolan asked. He had sweet Molly in one hand, his other locked around his wife. Spencer was already moving, scooping the baby up for him so he could help her a little easier. When Hailey was settled into a seat next to my bed, she beamed up at me.

"Good job, Grace. He’s perfect," she said as she watched Blake and Cade.

Cade deposited Blake into her arms and I watched my sister melt. "Hi, my sweet boy. Your Auntie Hailey is going to spoil you rotten," she cooed.

Then Molly was in my arms. She had a shock of hair on her sweet head, poking out from under her pink hat. Her little face was scrunched up as she wiggled around, and I was in love all over again.

"Hi, sweet girl. Your mama did a good job, too. Look how perfect you are."

"They’re going to be best friends," Hailey said. "Just like we were."

Our babies were going to have the kind of life we would have killed for. Between our friends, packs, and each other, there was no room for the family that was too toxic to truly stay a part of our lives.

Later that night, as we snuggled together as a pack, admiring our son, I knew that every year of separation between me and Drew, and all the time waiting for my perfect pack, was worth it.

We were simply waiting for each other.

The End

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