4
Ken
Wesley was improving,thank the Moon. In the beginning I was afraid he wouldn’t make it. But now he was speaking and eating, and soon he’d be able to start walking again. I thought this would be a good time to invite Charlie and Mason over to chat with him. If anyone could share his struggles, as ex-Scarlet Ridge omegas, it wouldbethem.
Their alpha mates, Flint and Jericho, stayed home to watch their pups, since it would be pretty overwhelming for Wesley if two huge families came tovisithim.
“Hey, you two,” I said as I welcomed them at the door. Charlie and Mason both gave me a quick hug. “How arethepups?”
“Good, since their other dad is watching them,” Mason said with asmirk.
“Tell me about it,” Charlie said, sighing. “Now that there’s two of them and they’rebothold enough to run around, there’s never a dull moment at ourplace.”
“I’m glad mine aren’t that old yet, but it’s coming up fast,” Masonmuttered.
I chuckled. “You two sound like you’re almost regrettinghavingpups.”
“No!” they both screamed at me at thesametime.
“Never,” Charlie said, offended and shakinghishead.
“Alpha,” Mason scoffed at me. “You wouldn’tunderstand.”
“Okay, okay, I’m sorry,” I said, holding up my hands before the two omegas almostkilledme.
“You’re forgiven,” Mason said. “Now where’s this omega you were telling usabout?”
“Thisway.”
I lead them to the office where Wesley was waiting. I hadn’t seen him since the night before. I hoped he was more energetic today after abigmeal.
I knocked on the door. “Wesley?”
A moment later he said, “Comein.”
I entered the room first, with Charlie and Mason waiting outside. I smiled at Wesley, who looked well-rested. “You have a couple visitors today,” Itoldhim.
He lookedconfused. “Who?”
“They’re a couple of my friends. Omegas from Scarlet Ridge. I thought it would be nice for you guystotalk.”
His eyes widened for a moment before returning to normal. “Okay,” he saidcautiously.
I invited Charlie and Mason inside. I stood next to Wesley, while Charlie took the seat in the corner and Mason leaned against thecounter.
“Uh, hey,” Mason said with a friendly smile. “I’mMason.”
“And I’mCharlie.”
Wesley looked back and forth between them. “I’m Wesley,” he said quietly. “Nice tomeetyou.”
“So… Ken tells us you’re from Scarlet Ridge pack,” Masonbegan.
Wesleynodded.
“We are too,” Mason said, gesturing to Charlie. “Charlie’s been here a bit longer than I have. How are you, uh, liking it heresofar?”
Wesley just shrugged. I thought he might be overwhelmed by the attention, so I spokeforhim.
