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They were all hoping she’d end up mated to one of them.
We got back in the truck and drove past a few people coming and going into the forest on our way home.
Madd rolled the windows down when the first of them tossed a greeting our way.
The second group waved. The third grinned and nodded at us.
A woman I recognized as the bartender from the night we met—Jerri—smiled when she saw us. She continued on her way, but called out, “Congrats on your mating, Alphas!”
The title woke me up a bit more.
Madd squeezed my leg lightly.
We made it home quickly.I could hardly believe I’d started to see it as my home, but I had.
I inhaled deeply as I stepped inside. Madd was behind me with the groceries, which he’d refused to let me help with again.
It even smelled like home. Like me, Madd, and… comfort, somehow.
His lips brushed my cheek on his way to the kitchen with the bags. We put them away together quickly, though he didn’t touch the bags until I’d pulled out everything I didn’t want him to see.
I wasn’t sure I’d be able to keep my baking-for-him plan a secret much longer, but I’d do my best.
There was a knock at the door as we finished up. Madd opened it a moment later, and when I didn’t hear him greet anyone, I looked over my shoulder.
My eyebrows lifted when I found him carrying a huge aluminum dish of food off the porch.
“Your pack is pretty great,” I admitted.
“Ourpack is,” he agreed. “Though I’d rather be in bed with you than have dinner right now.”
My smile widened. “Sleeping, right?”
His eyes slowly moved down my body before he made a noise of agreement. “Sleeping.”
When I laughed, his expression softened.
I grabbed forks and knives, then joined him at the table. “What did they leave us?”
He took the seat beside mine and peeled the aluminum foil off the dish.
My stomach growled when I saw the food.
Chicken, rice, and vegetables, bathing in sauce.
Yummm.
“I think I’m in love withourpack,” I said, taking a set of utensils and digging in. It was so good, I couldn’t stop my groan with the first bite.
He took a bite, noticeably lacking a groan. The way he ate told me he liked it too, though.
And I knew how to make him groan, if I wanted to.
“I’m not sure I’ll fit in,” I admitted, between bites. “I’ve never been in a pack before.
“You’re mated to me. They’ll like you by default.”
I shot him a dirty look.
