The beta grinned as he took the lead.
I’d never been inside King’s place before, but I assumed it didn’t always look like this. A lamp in the living room had crashed to the ground, and toilet paper covered the entire floor. We followed the paper trail into the kitchen and found a frazzled King standing in a pile of flour, in a standoff with Blossom.
“Umm, hello?”
The alpha whipped around. His button-down shirt was completely undone and his hair was ruffled and sticking up.
“Thank fuck. Talk sense into her!” He pointed at the tiny bunny sitting on top of the kitchen counter.
I frowned. “It’s not safe for her to be up there.” I walked over to Blossom and scooped her up in my hand. She let out a happy squeak.
“No. No. You can’t pretend to be all cute and reasonable now!” King’s voice was bordering on hysterical.
I put Blossom on my shoulder and crossed my arms. “Don’t yell at her.”
King snarled and tore at his hair. Leo chuckled and patted him on the back. “We’ll get this cleaned up, don’t worry. By the way, I like the new look.” He gestured at King’s bare chest.
“She chewed the buttons off my shirtagain. This time she got my hair, too!” He pointed at a chunk of his hair that did, in fact, look shorter than the rest.
Leo and I couldn’t contain our laughter. I put my hand on Blossom to make sure she wasn’t jostled as my shoulders shook. King glared at us as he scrubbed his hand down his face, but I was pretty sure I saw a hidden smile.
“I think this is yours,” Leo said. He started to bend over to pick something up off the floor, but King beat him to it. Leo was clearly sensitive about his leg, and King went out of his way to make things easier for the beta without making him feel self-conscious. I wasn’t the most in-tune person when it came to romance, but anyone could see that these two were into each other.
King held up a small button and made anI’m watching yougesture at Blossom.
I grabbed the Tupperware I’d set on the counter and dished up the enchiladas, popping them in the microwave. “What did you do to anger her?”
“I think it’s because I said her ears were lopsided that one time! It wasn’t an insult!” He slumped down on a barstool, his head in his hands.
“Well, have you apologized?” Leo asked seriously.
“Apologized? To thebunny?”
Blossom nudged me and I gently set her down on the counter in front of King, who let out an aggrieved sigh.
“Blossom, I apologize for this grave insult. Your ears are perfect.” He glanced at us, eyes wide. Leo made a gesture for him to continue.
“You are very pretty, and your fur is soft, and…” He groaned and put his head down on his arms. “Please forgive me.”
Blossom slowly hopped over to him. We all held our breath. She leaned in, snuggling the side of his head, and then…
She bit off a chunk of his hair and hopped back to Leo, depositing her stolen goods in his hand.
King groaned, Leo laughed, and I just slid a plate of enchiladas across the island. “You’ll just have to keep working to win her over.”
He muttered something under his breath and dug into his food. I passed a plate to Leo.
“Damn, Wilder. This is really good,” he said. “I didn’t know you could cook.”
“Iwouldoffer you some food,” King said bitterly, “but Blossom ate my meal prep salads.”
There was a beat of silence, and then the three of us burst out laughing.
“Don’t tell Lucy,” he said, covering his face.
Leo grinned. “Your secret is safe with us.”
If this was what pack life was like, maybe we would be okay.
