Unless they ask you to move in,my brain supplies. I don’t want to think about that. Having an anxiety attack mid video chat would be embarrassing as hell!
“I enjoy the thought of having enough space for all my mates and our children. The actual finding a house part isn’t nearly as fun.” He chuckles, running his fingers over the mess of curls on his head. I wish he were here, lying across my legs so that I could play with his hair instead. Half-listening to his continued lamenting about house hunting, I study his stubbled jaw and soft skin. I miss him. Enough so that it feels as if part of me is missing when we are apart.
Mierda,I think… I think I’m in love with him.
“Enough about houses,” he says, rolling onto his stomach so his face is closer to the camera. He is in his nest, wrapped in black and gold silk. The dark space is dreamy and luxurious, speaking to his need to be spoiled. This Omega doesn’t require riches, he wants love, something he has told me many times over the past two weeks. “Are you free Saturday evening?”
Glancing at the physical copy of my calendar, I tell him I am.
“Come have dinner with us. You can meet Hannah and our princess, and I will get to show you how perfectly you fit into our pack.” Hope fills his aquamarine eyes as he bites his lip, a little nervous to ask me.
“I would love to meet your other mate and daughter,” I tell him, ignoring the flutter of anxiety in my stomach. That gives me three days to convince myself his affection for me is genuine.
Happiness lights up his face, bringing the brightest smile to his kissable lips. “The offer includes an overnight stay and a reunion with your beautiful cock.” He wiggles his eyebrows, playful but full of heat. I adore his lightheartedness; it meshes well with my go-with-the-flow attitude.
Someone knocks at the studio door. I glance at the time in the corner of my screen and curse beneath my breath. “Losiento, Galán, it seems my next appointment is here. I’ll text you later, yeah?”
“Later, Hot Stuff!” He blows me a kiss and quickly ends the call, leaving me with warm cheeks and a stomach full of butterflies. I am so gone for that Omega.
“Come in!” I call out, bro-nodding when Pack Graves—otherwise known as the masked rock band Primordial Covenant—walk in.
“Manny! My favorite producer!” Nexus coos as he saunters in. This Alpha has killer vocals, but zero fashion sense. Like the banana-yellow jeans he’s paired with a hot-pink button-up blouse that’s undone down to his belly button. It’s blinding to look at.
“Ready to bust out the rest of this album?”
They all agree, taking seats around the room so we can get to work. As they settle, a thought occurs to me. They bought a house a few months ago, so perhaps they can point me to a nice place in Starburgh. If Foster and his pack move closer, I could see him more often. My dick starts to harden in anticipation, and I have to recite my abuela’s Picarone recipe several times to stop myself from working at full mast.
“Hey, you wouldn’t know of any large houses for sale in the Starburgh area, would you?”
Nebula, the band’s bassist, raises a thick brow, surprised by the sudden question. “You moving out of your apartment building finally?”
Shaking my head, I explain it’s for a friend. He studies me, making me squirm in my seat with the intensity of his Alpha aura. “We do, actually. A house on our road was recently listed. Out by the lake.”
Biting back a grin, I slip into professional mode and shift our focus to their album. Perhaps I can help my Omega find his dream home after all.
I think I might pass out.
How ridiculous would that be? To faint in the elevator outside of Pack Wilson’s apartment.
Anxiety claws inside of body, whispering doubts in my ear and making my hands shake viciously. I should have called Mamá on the way here. Hearing her voice always helps to calm me.
The elevator stops on their floor, and I force myself to walk to their door.I can do this. Iwantto do this.To see Foster and meet his Beta. With a steadying breath filling my lungs, I raise my hand and knock.
Seconds later, the door swings open and I’m engulfed in a heavenly bouquet of lemons, bergamot, and cherries. “You’re here!” Foster grabs my arm and pulls me inside, closing the door behind me. I barely blink before he’s pressing his lips to mine, tongue darting out to lick along the seam. My lips open for him, confused but appreciative of his neediness. “Fates, I’ve missed you. Seeing your face on a video call isn’t the same as drowning in your white tea scent and tasting your skin with my tongue.”
Pink tints his cheeks as he steps back, hand slipping into mine so he can drag me to their kitchen. I tug a little, stopping him long enough to let me slip my shoes off. He’s lucky his impatience is so cute.
The sleek modern kitchen runs along one wall, while a pack-sized dining table takes up the middle of the room. At the stove stands Shepherd, searing steaks. He gives me a firm nod whenhe sees me, but remains focused on his task. If the smells in the air are any testament, the Alpha is a damn good cook.
A very pregnant woman walks into the room from our left. Foster had mentioned his Beta was due soon, but she looks like she could go into labor at any moment.
Golden-blonde hair frames her soft face, highlighting her earthy brown eyes and plush lips. The ankle-length floral dress she’s wearing stretches over her bump before falling around her body in burnt orange waves. She’s wearing my favorite color and looks stunning in it.
“Hello,” I finally manage to force a greeting past my suddenly dry mouth. “I’m Manny. E-Emmanuel Alfaro.” Her shy smile dazzles me. If I believed any of the stories my abuelo used to share, I’d think she bewitched me. There’s no way this woman is real. She has to be an illusion conjured to tempt me.
“It’s nice to finally meet you, Manny. I’m Hannah.”
The intensity of our interaction breaks when a tiny brunette barrels into the room, hands shaking and sending drops of water everywhere. Hannah turns a stern look her way. “Kaitlin Estelle, go dry your hands properly!” She turns to me, a little exasperated. “Sorry, she’s being a little gremlin today.”
