Instead, she looked at us like we’d won a war for her. In a way, we had. He had haunted her life since eighteen, and now, if the authorities did their job, he’d be out of her life for a long time. There were enough witnesses there was no getting out of this one.
I took a seat in front of where Bea was sitting and she hung her leg on my shoulder. Her touch eased a little of the unease in my chest.
"Whatcha thinking about, big guy?" Phoenix asked as she joined me on the floor.
"When are we going to get to eat some of Holt's cupcakes?" I countered with a wink.
"He said tomorrow, but with all that happened let me check with him," she replied, before taking too big of a bite and looking a bit like a chipmunk. She chewed and swallowed before continuing. "After dinner."
She was already almost to her second round of food and I couldn't stop but admire how comfortable she was with us now. Especially with the hell her birth mother put her through.
It felt like home here, for all of us.
"Great, now I want a cupcake," Bea pouted with a sad smile.
"On it. I'll call him now and see if he has one ready without the surprise color inside," I said as I set down my plate and grabbed my phone from the side table.
“No, that’s a bit over the top, isn’t it?” she argued, but I wasn’t listening. I’d already pulled up Holt’s number and started the call.
Holt answered on the first ring.
"Everything okay?" he asked, instead of the normal hello. Who could blame him after everything?
"Yes, but I said cupcake and now the baby wants one. Any chance that you have one that isn't color-filled yet I could swing by and grab?" I asked. “I’m awful at baking.”
"As a matter of fact, I do. I wasn't going to fill them until tomorrow just in case Taryn got nosey and decided to dig through it."
"Mind if I come and get one now?" I asked.
"I was just about to head to town and drop off some dinner for the granny mafia. I'll just come to you," he said and I sagged in relief. I was more than willing to go, but leaving them right now had that tightness in my chest forming again.
"That would be amazing and tell those old badasses to come to the gender reveal tomorrow, too. They are family after all," I said. It was still hard to imagine how many people here cared. I wasn’t used to that.
"Will do, but I'm telling them to leave those purses at home. Pearl whacked me once on accident and I still have the bruise," he said with a grunt.
"Dude, yeah, they have a mean swing. I'd want them in my corner for sure," I said.
“Be there in thirty,” he said before hanging up.
“Don’t worry,” I said to Bea. “We’ve secured the goods, he’s heading over soon.”
“Thanks, Apollo,” she said, crawling over to kiss me, despite Phoenix’s protests. She sat back down and picked up her plate again. “I heard you mention the grannies. Is he checking in on them?”
"He’s dropping off dinner but I told him to make sure they joined us tomorrow," I said as I took another bite of my pizza. It was a bit cold, but damn it was good. Maybe once a month was a good idea after all.
"They’re the grannies I didn't know that I needed," she said with a soft smile.
“Alright, movie time,” Ezra said as he turned it on. As we finished, Corvin collected plates and passed out pillows and blankets, effectively letting our omega create a family nest.
Once we all settled in, she let out the cutest sigh. One that said this was everything she’d ever wanted.
I couldn’t agree more.
For the first time in my adult life, I no longer had to look over my shoulder.
My pack fixed it. They took care of the problem the moment it got too close. That was something I could barely believe.
I was a lucky omega.
