My back instantly straightens as dread settles in my gut. I don’t want another surprise. The necklace is already too much. I don’t deserve surprises, especially when I plan on getting the hell out of here the second I have the chance.
“A surprise?” I ask, cautiously. “What is it?”
“You have to come and see.” He holds his hand out a little higher, urging me to take it. And I do.
His fingers are long and warm, wrapping around my hand completely. I walk right next to him, soaking up his whiskey and cherry aroma as we make our way through the house and up the stairs. I step into Killian’s room and am instantly greeted by Basil and Tristan. Both alphas are shirtless too. Basil's abs are on full display with sweat glistening across his pecs. And Tristan’s arms look like tree trunks with swirling tattoos covering every inch of his chest and stomach.
I hate how good they look.
Just think of Linden,I remind myself of my actual boyfriend.In a few days time, you’ll see him again, and all will be right with the world.
Flustered, I turn to the wall the alphas are facing. There’s a weird panel next to the armchair. If it had a doorknob, it wouldlook like the entrance to a child’s playroom. I hadn’t noticed it before, but it looks so out of place in the otherwise sleek bedroom.
Please, don’t let this be a grand gesture.
“I’m here!” Jeremy rushes into the room, hugging a thick pink blanket tight to his chest. It looks very plush and fuzzy. I really want to feel it. “Sorry,” he apologizes to me.
“Are you ready?” Basil asks, his pale green eyes shimmering.
“Yup.” I touch the charm on the necklace and nod, feeling a little awkward.
“Here you go, omega.” Tristan steps forward and presses the panel on the wall. It pops, then swings forward.
And I suddenly can’t remember why I want to leave.
The Master Bedroom
Tristan
“Is this…”Beth takes a small step forward, looking inside the little door. “Is it…” She ducks her head slightly, looking inside. “Wow.”
Basil and I share a look and pride blooms in my chest. She clearly likes her new nesting cove. She should. We went all out.
The walls are painted a pale pink and there’s a large skylight overhead. The wall-to-wall mattress was difficult to get inside, but Basil and I have gotten pretty good at putting up drywall. Once we got the damn thing in place, we rebuilt the outer bedroom wall. The snug space is surprisingly spacious. And while the whole pack probably wouldn’t be able to sprawl out in there, I do think we’d be able to fuck, as long as we were piled on top of one another.
Which sounds amazing.
Jeremy strung tiny lights all around the room, along with little floating shelves. He decorated them with tiny vases withplastic flowers in them, as well as a few crystals. I don’t know what they’re supposed to do, but he was very picky about which rocks our omega needed.
“We wanted to have it ready before you got here,” Basil says, “but we didn’t have time.”
Beth looks stunned.
“We can easily repaint or find you some new trinkets.” Jeremy squeezes the blanket in his arms, waiting for the omega to say or do something.
I swear she’s been frozen in place, staring at the cove for the last ten minutes.
Finally, Beth blinks, before turning to look at each one of us. “You made this forme?”
I puff my chest out when her gaze reaches me. I’m pleased when she checks out my broad shoulders and firm pecs. Those pretty brown eyes dilate, and my blood begins to pump. I wish I had more defined abs, but the little omega clearly likes what she sees without them.
Look all you want, baby. All of this belongs to you.
“We used a lot of pillows and blankets that we already owned,” Jeremy says as if that’s something he should apologize for. “It probably already smells like us, but we did get you this.” He lifts the fluffy pink blanket. “It’s a nesting blanket.” He hands it to Beth. “The fibers don’t catch or pill.” He crosses his arms, clearly nervous. “It’s supposed to stay soft even after multiple washes.”
Moving slowly, Beth bows her head and sniffs the puffy pink fabric. Her chest rises and her eyes float closed. I swear I can see every muscle in her tiny body relax.
“Wow,” she moans, then buries her face deep into the blanket.
