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“What were you thinking in here?”
“Well, I was working in here last week and I noticed something on the blueprint that isn’t in here. This room should extend another couple feet.”
Ezra took the blueprints that I brought with me and started studying them. He spun in a half circle and held them up so he was centered. His finger ran over it until he found what I was talking about.
“Was it for a closet or something?”
“I thought so at first, but the closet isn’t as big as you’re thinking.” I walked over and pushed open the door to reveal the small space. His eyebrows furrowed and he glanced back down at the prints.
“This is the only room that has these strange paneled walls,” I added. “Something’s off.”
“May I?” he asked as he grabbed a hammer from the workbench I’d set up in the room.
“Be my guest,” I said, gesturing to the wall. He slammed it down on the panel, the entire thing buckling and a chunk ripping away under the force.
“There’s a window in there,” Ezra said. The sunlight illuminated the area just enough to show off the dusty space and the awful wallpaper that still clung to the walls. Though they were faded and peeling beyond repair.
“We have to tear this entire wall down,” he said. “It should extend all the way down.”
“Another thing. I never found the attic entrance. It might be back there,” I said. This felt like an adventure, excitement bubbling up in me as I grabbed a framing hammer so I could join the fun. Nothing says bonding like destroying a house.
It took us close to an hour of hammering and pulling down the boards before we got to the framework.
Right in the middle of the old wall that ran along the length of the house was a door. I opened it to reveal a spiral staircase. I wasn’t sure if it was stable but curiosity won out over logic. My steps were cautious as I wound my way up the wrought-iron stairs.
Ezra was right behind me.
The attic definitely needed a lot of work. Dust and insulation littered nearly every surface. The floor was raw wood and the whole thing needed framed and drywalled. But it was enormous and the ceilings were definitely high enough to be a full room even after the work we’d have to put in.
“This would make an amazing nest,” Ezra said, on the same page as I was. “We could have a huge bed up here for it, couches, plenty of space to just get away from the world and to ride out her heats. If we do it right, it’ll be perfect.”
“I was thinking the same thing. We need a few fans and plenty of ventilation, possibly some new windows. Whatever it takes to make it right for her. Hell, there may be a reason it was walled off, we may need someone to check it out.”
“How do you feel about contracting out some help for this place? It’ll speed up the process even more and this is a bit out of our abilities.”
“There’s just something about doing the work for your omega yourself,” I said, almost reluctant to give in. But the idea of having Ellie in my arms every night, cooking her breakfast in the kitchen, hearing her laughter fill up the rooms and starting a family… it all sounded far too perfect to let pride get in the way. “I’ll consider it.”
“We’ve all got businesses to run as you’ve pointed out. I don’t see why we couldn’t do parts of the work ourselves, but the major updates would cut time down.” He was trying to find a compromise between our two ideas. “Are you keeping this from Ellie?”
“I’d like us all to show her together. Or at least present it together. Until then, yes. We may need to wait until it’s further along. I want her to see the potential here.”
“Don’t underestimate her,” Ezra said. “You know better than anyone how creative she is. One look at this place and she’ll have all sorts of ideas.”
“I know,” I said with a sigh. “But this place is different, it’s ours.”
“It will be,” he agreed, clapping me on my shoulder and putting his hammer down. “We’ve got some work to do.”
Maybe it was time to put my alpha pride and reservations away and rely on my pack.
We were one step closer to home.
Ellie
“Hey, Tori,” I said as I answered the phone, shushing the guys. “Hang on, I can’t hear you.” I walked out of Collin’s kitchen and into the living room. When I sat down and curled up the couch I finally told her it was safe.
“You know I love you, right?” she said. Something in her voice had me freezing. This was definitely not a simple catch up call.
“What’s wrong?” I demanded.
