The locker room was pure chaos when we shoved through the doors. We’d played hard, and it paid off. But all I wanted was food and to collapse into my omega’s nest.
Now that our pack had found its missing piece, I couldn’t get enough of her. The feel of her wrapped around me, the perfection of fitting myself between her thighs, was something I knew I’d never stop going feral for.
“I’ve never seen you guys move through the showers so fucking fast,” Conrad laughed, all smiles now.
I flipped him my middle finger, which just had him cracking up more.
“Don’t act like you wouldn’t do the same if you found your omega,” Cade said, raising a brow.
Conrad said nothing, just bolted for the door, eager to see what his sister had made. Honestly, he was her biggest fan here, and that was saying something.
“I bet she made something fucking delicious,” Tim, one of our younger players said, right on his heels.
The rookies went feral for her food, and honestly, I got it. She put effort into her work. I never realized how satisfying it could be to have someone cook just for you.
She rounded our pack out in the best way. We loved taking care of her just as much.
Slowly, we were falling into a comfortable place as a pack. Now, all I could think about was getting a real packhouse, one that was ours and big enough that Lana could build the nest she deserved.
I was the first of the pack to walk into the dining hall, which meant I was the one she greeted.
“That was one hell of a goal, delta,” she said, rushing over and jumping into my arms.
I caught her easily, wrapping her up. I shouldn’t have felt this giddy, but fuck, I loved it.
“That one was all for you, princess. Though next time, maybe we get my jersey on you, instead.”
Her cheeks warmed. It wasn’t easy to make her blush, but now that we made it clear she was ours, her body reacted to us whether she realized it or not.
“I may have ordered a full set from the team shop,” she admitted. “One for each of you. I’ll have to rotate them, which means I’ll have no choice but to come to away games too.”
“My delta really likes the idea of you wearing our name,” I murmured.
“Who needs lingerie when I’ve got jerseys?”
I grinned at her teasing, resting my forehead against hers. “If I walked in and you were wearing nothing but mine, I’d rut you into that mattress. Almost makes me want a den.”
She frowned, reading way too much into it.
“Don’t give me that look, princess,” I said softly. “Someday, when we’ve got a bigger place, maybe I’ll try a den again. You can help decorate.”
“I’d love that,” she said, kissing me.
“Hey, none of that in here,” Conrad called out from his table.
She laughed and wriggled until I set her down. The moment passed as the rest of the team poured in, and I resisted the urge to kill them all for interrupting.
“Don’t growl at me, delta,” she teased. “Come load up your plate.”
True to form, she’d put together a full buffet. Most of the team showed up, even bringing family and pack members. The cafeteria had never been so full.
She was practically glowing, chatting easily with everyone as she filled plates. Eventually, Kieran and Cade stepped in, nudging her aside so she could eat while they served.
I had always loved how our pack took care of each other. We were truly a family. Now that we had an omega, I loved it even more. This was why Cade had pushed for us to bond early.
There were no growing pains or jealousy. And now that we were whole, we were going to spend every day of our lives together making sure she felt loved, seen, and appreciated.
God, I was getting sappy. At least she was worth it.
