That was who Roxie was. She had a way of walking into people’s lives and bringing joy and compassion, teaching them that they were always strong enough to handle anything life threw at them.
She made me a better man and brought our pack to life. Now, in a few short months we’d have three babies who would be our world.
All because one omega who hated hockey gave this broken team a chance.
Roxie
Five Years Later
I put a hand over my mouth to stop me from laughing as I took in the sight before me.
Greer had a tiara on his head, the vibrant purple bright amongst his auburn hair… which had two tiny butterfly clips pinning it into crazy pigtails.
Cookies cooled on the counter and filled the air with a delicious buttery, sweet scent.
River, our boy who I was almost certain would be an omega, was in the corner with a book in hand. With the chaos of our family and his crazy sisters, he liked his quiet moments.
Ember, the feisty redhead who shared Greer’s hair color, was also wearing a crown. She had a dress up dress on and a wand in hand, walking around in play heels and turning everyone into frogs.
Her sister Melody was watching the two of them parade around while she munched on a cookie, a smear of chocolate onher cheeks. She was the bossiest of the three, but not quite as theatrical as her sister.
I slid out of my heels and snuck in while the three were occupied, dropping down next to River. He peeked over his book and smiled.
“You’re home,” he said as he put the book aside and crawled closer for a snuggle. I kissed the top of his curly head.
“How was your day?”
He let out an exasperated cry. “Ember played hide-and-seek and we lost her for almost thirty minutes. She scared Daddy Greer.”
I snorted. “She does love to keep him on his toes.”
He nodded sagely. “We also made cookies, mama. Do you want one?”
“Of course, I do,” I grinned as I stood up to greet the others.
“A queen!” Greer shouted, stopping Ember’s newest queenly tirade. She spun around ready to argue until she saw me.
“Mama!” Then I was tackled in a double hug by the two girls. Greer stepped closer and pressed his lips to mine over their heads.
“Thank god I have backup now. They’ve been on one today and I haven’t started dinner yet,” he said as he tugged the crown and clips out of his hair. It was even more wild now, standing up at crazy angles.
“Let me cook,” I said. Greer had taken so well to the stay-at-home dad life but we all made sure we did absolutely everything we could to keep him from burning out. Anytime we were off we took the lead on keeping the triplets occupied, and between the cleaning service Kota refused to get rid of and us all contributing, we’d made it work.
“Or,” he countered. “We could have a cookout in the backyard. Chorizo is already out there hiding after he got glitter bombed during craft time. You know Hayes loves to grill.”
“Oh god,” I laughed, turning and heading for the back door to see the damage myself. There was a trail of glitter leading to the door and when I opened it, a furry disco ball flew at me. “Hey, boy.”
I scratched our dog who had grown into a bear of a dog and laughed as glitter rained down on the patio around him. Hayes would love that.
“Where’s my sexy omega!” Kota’s voice rang out, signaling that he, Rylan, and Hayes were home.
“Out here!” I called, smiling over at my other three mates who hurried out to greet me. Rylan was the last, and he now had Greer's tiara tucked into his curly hair.
The triplets rushed outside behind them, heading for the playset while Hayes started the grill.
“How was the article?” Kota asked as he kissed me deep enough my cheeks burned and I had to stop myself from perfuming.
“Ew!” Ember screeched, pointing a finger at us. Kota grinned before taking off at a sprint, heading for our feisty, little girl. She screeched and ran, the other two joining in.
