“It was good.”
“Just good?” I joke, and she rubs her arm.
“More than good. I…I’m just worried.”
“What about?”
“A lot of things, this is all so fast.”
“Sometimes the best things move fast,” I say, thinking back to how quickly Ian and I bonded with James.
She nods and is clearly in a deep train of thought as we walk across the zoo. I give her space to think; I’m used to giving space because that’s what James usually needs.
“Ezra?”
“Yes, love?”
“If James was more affectionate, would you still want me here?”
I put the wheelbarrow down and turn to face her, her eyes widening as I wrap my hands around her forearms.
“You’re not a consolation prize, and you’re not a spare. You’re the piece that our pack is missing. I don’t want you to ever think that you’re just here to fill a void. You’re wanted, beautiful, and perfect.”
“Okay,” she concedes quickly, wrapping her arms around my waist and leaning into my chest for a hug. Her scent is subdued but sweet as I stroke her back and hold her tightly.
“All of us want you here. All of us need you here.” Just in case she doesn’t believe me, I place a gentle kiss against the crown of her head. When she tilts her head up, her skin is flushed from all the walking and radiant as the sun shines down on her.
I can’t help myself as I lean in, my thumb tilting her chin as I place a chaste kiss against her lips. I want to go deeper, tangle my tongue against hers and kiss until we can’t breathe, but I’m at work.
When we part from our kiss, her eyes are as wide as the smile that takes over her face. “Thanks, I needed that.”
“Anytime you need that, love, just let me know.”
She holds my forearm the whole time I push the wheelbarrow, and I feel like I’ve gone to Omega heaven.
Luna falls asleep on the car ride home, her head lulling against the headrest. Today was good, it was simple but fun watching her face light up at the most simple tasks I do everyday. Her small gentle touches throughout the day meant everything, and I can’t stop thinking about the kiss. And how afterwards, she just seemed so content and happy. That such small acts of kindness and words of affirmation can make her so happy.
I feel complete as an Alpha, knowing that I know the things that make my Omegas happy. Luna needs a lot of confirmation and touch. While James needs acts of service and for him, actions always speak louder than words. For James, he just wants to know that he’s being understood and thought about, and I plan on making sure both of these Omegas are properly spoiled with any want or need they have.
When we get home, Luna doesn’t stir, so I open the car door and carry her inside the house. Her small sleeping form feels precious curled against my chest. As I look at the stairs, I huff and place her gently on the couch instead. James is in the kitchen and comes into the living room, placing his blanket on top of her. That small act means everything to someone like James, and my heart feels so full.
“Did you get enough rest, love?” I ask him, and he nods, while still looking at Luna’s sleeping form.
“Yeah, I feel good.”
“It was nice sleeping next to you.”
He nods but doesn’t comment. I won’t let myself look too deep into it, but if he allows me a night here and there, I’ll take it.
“How was work?”
“Amazing,” I say, and James gives me a good smile.
“She’s good for us,” he says, looking at her and moving back into the kitchen to eat.
“I think she is. You’re still happy and okay with her being in your space?”
He nods and looks at the countertop in thought. “I think… I think I need someone who gets it. Luna understands what I’m going through to some extent. It doesn’t hurt that she’s sweet and beautiful.”
