“What do you have there?” I ask.
She waves a knotted dildo at me and then turns on a bullet vibrator.
“Just the essentials,” she says, placing them back in the box to be sanitized. “What’s this one?” she asks, opening the white box with a gasp and she pushes it away while covering her nose.
It’s filled with an Alpha scent that doesn’t seem familiar to me, but clearly Shiloh is familiar with it.
“Danny sent this,” she says, pushing the box over to me and Mack.
My brother and I look at each other with suspicion and worry as I peel back all the packing material.
“Get it out of the nest,” she nearly yells, shoving the box closer to me.
Her outburst shocks Mack and me both. Even if it fills me with joy, knowing she doesn’t want his scent near her.
I take it out of the nest and down the hallway. Shiloh follows, using her sweater to cover her nose as I push all the packing materials out of the way.
“What in the fuck?” I hiss as I pull out the card on top.
I know you miss me. Some things to keep you warm until we can be together again.
-D
I toss the card on the floor and push the tissue paper back and pull out a T-shirt with an apparent cum stain on it. I drop the material into the box with a curse.
“What the fuck?” Mack says, reading my mind as Shiloh looks down at the offensive clothing with horror.
“Get rid of it, and shower before you come back into the nest,” she says, turning on her heel.
“Go make sure she’s okay. I’m going to talk with Jonah,” I tell my brother, who nods, following Shiloh.
Her reaction is intense as she huffs. “Everything in the nest has to be decontaminated. I can still smell his scent here. Everything needs to be washed. Where’s the vacuum?” she complains as I go down a level to find Jonah in his office.
His face scrunches up as I approach.
“So…Shilohs ex sent her cum covered clothes,” I say and Jonah blinks at me twice.
“He what?”
I show him the box and he pushes it away.
“Is she okay?” Jonah asks.
“I’m not really sure. She seems more concerned about getting the scent out of her nest more than anything.”
Jonah hums. “I think she’s going to go into heat sooner than later. We need to get her nest finished and we need to make sure she’s safe. I’m going to call Elliot, have them set up better security, and hire someone to make sure the house is secure, especially if we’re indisposed during her heat. I’ll call the lawyer and see what he suggests legally. At the bare minimum, I think it’s grounds for a restraining order.”
“What do you want me to do?” I ask him.
“Throw that nasty shit away and make sure Shiloh is okay while I handle this,” Jonah says with a sigh.
“Yes, pack leader, sir,” I joke, giving him a salute. He rolls his eyes, turning to call Elliot.
His father was in the security business, and he followed suit along with his cousin Easton. Their family tree is complicated as hell, but they’re good at what they do, and I know it will put us all at ease knowing we have better security measures after this.
I suppose it wasn’t hard for him to find our address, but the contents are concerning. How much further is he willing to escalate this?
Before tossing the box, I frustratingly take as many pictures as I need to of the letter, and grotesque contents, before putting it in a trash bag and tossing it away. I send the pictures to Jonah in case the lawyer needs them, before heading back up to Shiloh’s nest.
