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He’s cute, forgetting that we literally enforced that door to also act as a safe room. No one is getting in.
“She’s crying and screaming. I don’t know what to do,” Devlin admits, pulling at his hair in frustration.
I snort and head toward the garage.
“Where are you going?” Ashton calls after me.
“You heard the alpha.” I mockingly echo Max’s authoritative stance, trying to provoke him amidst this chaos. “We’re grown men. I’m going to break down the door, saw through the floor, or rappel down to her room from the attic.”
Actually, that last idea sounds insane enough. Perfect.
“I can literally feel which one you’re going to do.” Ashton’s voice squeaks a bit.
“Yeah, and she’s worth it. I’m going to show her we choose her, and then…” I pause as I open the garage door and glance over my shoulder. “One of you is going to bond with her, because I’ll be damned if I lose her over this.”
I ignore their protests, or rather their lack of immediate support. They need to be all in with me, and while I feel a twingeof sympathy for the woman nearly dying on the table, she isn’t my priority. I’m not a healer. I’m a fucking delta. Seraphina’s delta.
In the garage, I walk to a corner and see totes stacked on DIY sliders from floor to ceiling. I grab the one labeled “climbing gear” and open it. Everything I should need is inside—anchor, ropes, gear. I rifle through it to double-check, then close the lid and hoist it onto my shoulder.
Turning around, I see my brother standing there, his eyes wide with disbelief. “You’re serious,” he drawls.
I scoff. Can’t he feel how serious I am? Like I’d leave her in that bathroom, alone and crying. Never. Without responding, I walk back into the kitchen, where Devlin and Max are whispering to each other.
They both turn to look at me as I reenter, still clad only in pajama bottoms. Luckily they are flannel, because I’m about to freeze my barbs off.
“You are one crazy fucker,” Devlin remarks, smirking. His amusement pleases me.
“And?” I glance between them and back at the woman. “Better figure out what to do with her, because I’m done here.”
“Avery,” Max starts.
“Nope,” I cut him off. “You got us into this mess, you figure it out.”
“We need to discuss Grace,” he insists, grinding his teeth.
“What about Grace?” Devlin’s attention shifts to Max.
Content to leave the alphas to their mess, I start up the back staircase, feeling Ashton close behind. I should have known he’d never let me do something insane alone. For that, I’m thankful.
“Can you tell me about Grace?” Ashton asks as we reach the landing on the omega side of the mansion. Seraphina’s soft whimpers drift from her bathroom. What a mess.
I plan to make it up to her, big time. Maybe I’ll buy her a cat rescue first and let her run it and collect all the cats she ever wanted.
“Avery?” Ashton prompts as we approach the steps to the nest.
I can’t respond, though, because as I look up, I see four cats glaring at us. “Ain’t no way,” I mutter.
Minnow, the orange one, steps closer, looking ready to kill me, and rightfully so. His mama is crying because of us. He lets out a yowl that resonates deep within me.
“If they attack…” Ashton starts but doesn’t finish. What can he say? If they attack, we won’t do a damn thing.
“Take this,” I say, handing him the tote. I step up to meet Minnow’s eyes. “Hey.” I feel ridiculous talking to a cat, but I know they must sense Seraphina’s hurt. “I need to get upstairs to Seraphina. I promise once I’m there, I’ll let you four in.”
His amber eyes hold mine for a long moment before he chirps to the others. Slowly, they all descend the stairs. The last one, Sushi, flashes me a look of pure rage with her green eyes before hissing and jumping to the floor.
“That is…” Ashton starts, then shakes his head, climbing the steps ahead of me. “Odd.”
“They love her,” I whisper as the cats line up at the door, waiting for me to fulfill my promise. I’ve never seen all four work together like this. It’s strange, but then again, cats are mystical creatures. Who knows what goes through their little minds?
