Fuck, I love this pack.
Chapter 39
Hunter
One week later
The Willow house we all have our hearts set on is on a sleepy, tree-lined street, not far from NourishNow’s headquarters. We’re still in the city, but this neighborhood seems lost in time as we drive past massive historic homes until we reach a beautiful four-story corner house. Light catches on the flecks of mica in the gray stone and reflects off the long windows. It looks like something out of a movie.
Madi lets out a little gasp, leaning over me to get a better view. My friends and I exchange smug looks. We knew she would love it.
This is our house. I can feel it.
I know that the top floor is entirely the main bedroom, with views of the city, a garden balcony, and four walk-in closets for us all. It has room for a massive bed and my cock stiffens a little imagining all the fun we will have in there. We will need to christen the house by having sex ineveryroom.
A high gate surrounds the property to deter any uninvitedguests, but it’s not enough security for our peace of mind. Zach already has a whole system ready to be installed for maximum protection. Jensen may be dead and his brother in jail for life, but after that nightmare, we’ll be overprotective of our precious omega forever.
We step out of our car to greet Alric’s excited real estate agent, Ivana, who is waiting outside. Zachary and Alric both take Madi’s hands as she climbs the steps and enters the foyer with its soaring ceiling.
“It was built well over a hundred years ago,” Ivana explains, “but the previous owner was meticulous about updates, so the house is a mix of old-world charm and modern convenience.”
It feels like home immediately, just like I knew it would.
Everyone already had a favorite part of the house picked out after looking at the listing, but it’s even better in person.
The large dining and living rooms are perfect for parties. The kitchen with its black and white checkered floor gets Alric’s nod of approval. He can try to play it cool, but we all felt the surge of excitement when he saw those stainless steel appliances and fancy gadgets. It’s so easy to picture him making us whatever Madi is craving for dinner or cooking up too much food on holidays, the smell of his mom’s signature dishes in the air. It even has a wine room next to it.
We walk through a sunny room on the second floor that would be a killer gym, perfect for filming workouts.
One of the larger bedrooms is dubbed the best gaming room by the nerds of this pack, who have already made plans on how to arrange their double gaming setup to include a massive cat tree inspired by some video game. They’re practically giddy about it, in and out of the bond. I’ve never seen or felt my friends so happy, and I fucking love it.
Ivana continues our tour using words like “sun-drenched” and “meticulously crafted” to describe the place, but theymean very little to me. All that matters is that Madi likes it and her hopeful expression as we walk through the tea room, with its views of the garden, and the massive library, with its glittering chandelier, tells me this is the right house for us.
I pull Madi’s hand and we let the others walk ahead of us so I can press her against the rows of books, eliciting a delicious little gasp from her.
“Once we own this house, I’m going to fuck you against these bookshelves. We can get some costumes, too.” I grab her ass. “A cute cheerleader outfit for you, the ones with the teeny-tiny skirts, and some football jerseys for Zachary and I. I’ll be the team captain, he can be the quarterback. We can pretend to be horny college kids having a quickie between classes. Alric can be our grumpy professor catching us. He won’t report us to the dean if you do all sorts of naughty things to him.”
Madi giggles at my plan, lust burning up the bond. She reaches down to cup my junk. “Whatever you say,captain.”
I shudder at her touch. What secret fantasies does she have, and how can we make them all come true?
Zachary backtracks to join us in the library. “What did I miss?”
“Hunter was telling me his fantasies for this room.”
“Oh, if we’re sharing, I have one, too,” Zachary declares, coming up to us with heated eyes, trapping her between us. “We’ll get you one of those historical ball gowns. You’ve been caught alone with three dukes. What would London’s high society think of yourscandalousbehavior? We chase you through halls, play a little hide-and-seek in the dark. Whoever catches you gets the first fuck and gets to make you his duchess.”
Her forever alluring scent of arousal and excitement in the bond has me wanting to throw her over my shoulder and runback to Zachary’s house so I can taste it. I would do it here, but it seems impolite to start fucking at a home showing.
I’m minutes away from not caring though. Let’s just buy it already.
“Whatever is happening in here, I want to know about it,” Alric remarks, walking into the room and taking in the sight of Madi trapped between the books and her alphas.
“Do you all like the house?” she tries to ask in a neutral tone, but her bond is lit with excitement.
“As long as you are happy, we could live in a shoe box, for all I care,” I tell her.
Zachary snorts. “Says the guy who lives in a luxury penthouse.”
