Zoinks! Nice Pack, Bro

9. Hold on, we’re going home

CHAPTER 9

HOLD ON, WE’RE GOING HOME

Paxton

T here is a good reason that I don’t date and as I drive 90 miles an hour down the highway at 3:16AM I’m once again reminded about how relationships equate to headaches.

But the current headache that I’m dealing with is all because of an omega brat.

A very pretty curvy little thing who doesn’t know how to be a good little omega.

Yet .

Pulling into her neighborhood, I’m already frustrated Cameron has been with her in her room. It was bad enough that Ant had gone to the gym with her but to be in her house? That was something that felt intimate. Him marking her with his hoodie also made me jealous. And I don’t do jealousy well.

Now seeing the sort of place she lives, the worry that I have about her walking around alone at this time of night skyrockets to a new level.

How did Cameron leave her here?

All our scents are mixed in the small space of the SUV. A mix of burnt nerves, smokey anger, and even a tint of excitement coming off in rich fumes from Ant, I’m sure. It’s hard to focus when everyone is feeling so much.

We can’t leave our omega here.

Now I’m thinking about the house and how we don’t have a nest for her or a place for an omega to feel at home in our very bachelor pad house. It’s not right to have her go without these things that are necessary for an Omega to be happy.

I do want Sadie to be happy.

Cameron should have mentioned where she lived so maybe we could have planned this better. He should have told us all before he went to her house what was going on so that we could work this out as a pack to be there for our omega.

Jace shakes his head, just enough beside me to get my attention. He knows that I want to snap at them all. Sometimes I forget that we’re not still in uniform and I’m not their sergeant. Yes, I’m his pack lead but I don’t like to use that. They all don’t report to me and we’re equals, friends now.

We’re pack.

In the army you pledge to protect your brothers in arms. It doesn’t stop when you leave the service. Those men and women have had my back in the worst times of life, moments where life and death feel like they’re kissing.

Jace, Anthony, and Cameron were all in my squad.

We served in three tours overseas together. We were there when Cameron was held as a POW. There when we got him out of a camp in the middle of the night on a covert mission. We served together and bonded, deciding when we were out that we were going to live together.

That we were going to be a pack.

It’s easier to live with people you know would die for you. That sort of love doesn’t come often and you don’t look at that and think anything but family.

And with family comes problems.

Which is why I’m white knuckling the steering wheel as I drive around on not enough sleep looking for a girl that the three knotheads have already decided is perfect for us .

Our omega.

A fucking scent match.

And maybe they’re right because I was the first one in the car ready to go find our little omega princess who thought taking long walks in the black of night was a good idea.

She’d learn that the only thing you get from late night walks alone is a sore bottom.

I pulled over in front of her house, all of us wordlessly getting out as Cameron led us to her apartment, which of course she hadn’t bothered to lock, so we all walked into the tiny studio.

Tiny is a nice word to use in this case.

We had closets bigger than this and from the way her building scented it wasn’t an omega only safe building. There was no way, knowing that there could be other alphas around, that I was going to let her stay here.

Not a chance in hell.

With four of us in the apartment it felt even smaller. I could see Jace already thinking about how toget her out of this space permanently and where she would fit in our house.

I liked his way of thinking.

It smells so much like her that my cock is hard and I’m adjusting myself as the basil and peach of her mix in and I want to jerk off all over her sheets. Mark them with my scent so when she lays in them she gets it all over her pretty skin.

Her scent makes me feral and that is dangerous. Feeling so out of control isn’t what I want. I need to stay in control of all of this if it’s going to work out.

“One of us should wait for her here. We can all go looking for her around the neighborhood. Cameron, you should stay here because she would-”

“What are you four slick brains doing in my apartment?” Turning, I look down at Sadie standing in her doorway. She is looking between us like we had just pulled off the biggest heist of all times instead of just walking into an open door.

I had been angry knowing she was out alone with a dead phone but seeing her now in front of me my anger reached a whole new threshold.

Sadie has on Cameron’s hoodie, her nipples underneath showcased through the material because it was cold outside. She has on thigh high black socks and black Converse sneakers that she didn’t even tie.

No pants.

No god damn pants on despite the fact it was February in New England and 27 degrees outside. Cold enough that when I started driving my fingers had hurt from the frigid air of the car. And here was our omega, galavanting around her neighborhood like it’s her house.

She needed to have a red bottom to match her chilled red nose.

“I tried to call but your phone was dead.” Cameron explains like it makes sense why we’re here.

Her eyes are narrowing and arms crossing as she glares at him like he is somehow the enemy in all of this.Sadie is the one sending messages and making us worry. If anyone is to blame it’s our little omega.

She’ll soon learn that Cameron was probably going to be the nicest one to her and that she should keep him close. I was of course going to be the one to show her discipline. Even Jace would probably take her over his lap if he was worried about her. Even Ant could be a little mean at times ,even though his type of mean was more flirty. Cam was just pure golden retriever energy.

“I don’t know what Howlquin romance books you’ve been reading but here are a few fun facts. This isn't a romance novel. This is my life. This is my apartment, that you all decided to come into uninvited. And this is my safe space. Having you here does not feel safe to me and that’s not okay. I don’t know you and it’s time you leave before I call the police and they remove you from here.” She is so serious with her hands on her hips all scowls and slanted eyes like she was trying to glare but her sweet face wouldn’t give in to such a harsh expression.

Adorable .

Jace steps forward like he is going to pacify her but she does not want to be pacified by him. It is written clear across her face that she was going to start trouble and I licked my lips, ready for it.

Bring it on little omeg a

As soon as she swings at him I have her over my shoulder. A yelp of surprise as she fists my shirt to steady herself.Far enough off the ground that she makes the cutest little sound of indignation.

“Put me down.” The way she seethes, acting like she has any control here. “Right frickin’ now you mammoth!” Her legs kick out as she wiggles in such a sweet attempt to get free.

It isn’t going to happen.

Her scent is so close to me. All of her making me dizzy and I want to just turn my head and bite that ripe ass of hers. Put my bonding mark right in that sweet peach ass of hers. See if she tastes just like her smell.

Needed to keep my teeth to myself

Sadie wiggles again, her feet kicking dangerously as she throws herself around. She is going to hurt someone or herself if she keeps it up. Couldn’t have that happening.

My hand comes down hard on her ass and she stills for just a second. I couldn’t wait to spank her over my knee, get some of her sass out of her, and give her what she needed.

Little omega princess would feel better when she had some of her brat spanked out of her. Getting her corrected and sweet for me.

“Cameron,” Her voice is so calm as the three other alphas all look at her, “Tell your psychotic pack leader to put me down now because I’m feeling a little stabby and my nails are sharp enough to take out eyes.” Her voice is sweet as sugar and as deadly as arsenic.

Angry little thing just needs a cuddle to soothe her. I’d hold her in my arms soon and purr for her until she melted.

Jace and Anthony are smirking as I mouth to pack her a bag. Swinging her away from the view of her things and looking at Cameron who is shaking his head like this has all gotten out of hand too quickly.

Which to be fair it absolutely did.

“We are going to take you home, little omega. You’re going to sleep over and-”

“Ah frick’ off, bro.” Her legs kick as she tries to twist herself free. Her knee yanks up to take out my nose but I catch it as she lets out a sound of frustration and gets another smack right to the juicy ass of hers.

Maybe she just needed a good spanking right now.

“Be a good little omega, princess. You already have us all out of bed looking for you. No need to make things harder. If you keep up this tantrum I will take you over my knee right here and spank you. You deserve it for walking around with no jacket or pants on.” I warned as I saw the boys had gathered some stuff for her.

Her scent floods the room.

Charred peaches and thick basil scent around us. Her anger is intoxicating. Just as good as the rest of her. Especially because I know her anger is at us trying to keep her safe and not something serious.

Ant opens a door, his eyes flashing as he motions for Jace and they both turn, giving me a concerned look about something. It’s not a look like they found something to tease her about. It’s serious.

Something is off.

Cam looks over their shoulders and then at Sadie who is still huffing over my shoulder. Still all anger and I bet the sweetest pout on her princess face. At least she calmed down enough when I threatened to spank her.

He is looking at her with heartbreak in his eyes and I hate that I can’t see what they see.

Very, very off.

Cam finally breaks his staring and grabs her pillows, so she would have them at our house. Ant has a bag over his shoulder for her. In a small box that he found, Jace has packed some of the books she had near her nightstand to give her some comfort.

Nothing about what they packed said one overnight stay.

It said we’re taking our omega home for keeps. We can come back for the rest but this was the start of it for us.

Sadie is quiet as everyone gets into the truck. Taking one of the pillows Cam offers to her and hugging it like a stuffed animal to her chest.

I wondered if she was one of those omegas who liked to cuddle things. Did she like lots of cushions or did she prefer fluffy blankets to lay on? Maybe we could take her to Bed, Nest, and Beyond for a little courtship spoiling.

We have been waiting to be able to have an omega but now that we had the funds we could really give her everything.

I settle her between Jace and I on the bench seat and watch as Jace buckles her in. She is all pouts and crossed arms still but has stopped trying to kill us, resigned to the fact that she is stuck.

Everyone exchanges a look, confirmation that we were really doing this. And it’s clear from the way Cam and Ant are beaming like pups that we are.

“Just so we’re frickin’ real clear here.” Her accent comes out when she is mad and I wonder where she grew up. Had to be around Boston with her tone, “This is kidnapping. I am not in this stupid knot swinging truck on my own free will. Also, side note to this shenanigan, this is all your fault Cam.” Anthony snorts, earning him a glare from her over her shoulder and Cameron punches him in the arm in retaliation.

He looks like he is going to have a panic attack knowing that Sadie is mad at him.

“What’s a knot swinging truck?” Anthony asks and I watch out of the corner of my eye as a delighted smirk dances across her face. She is turning so she is looking at Anthony and pushing closer to Jace. He stiffens for a second before sighing out in content.

None of us are used to being around omegas. We’re going to have to learn so much. We’re all willing to, though. We want to be the kind of alphas that do right by our omega.

Sadie wiggles a bit, settling in as the mischief comes off her in waves. I knew she was about to say something that got her in more trouble but she couldn’t help herself.

Her scent is sweeting with her mischief and my knuckles clench the wheel as I force myself not to think of her naked in my bed. Her ass is pretty pink from my hand on her ass. Slick coating her thighs as she waits for her aftercare where I kiss it all better.

Someones going to go into a rut and it’s probably going to be me.

She is delighted over her brat tendencies, though. Not seeming to realize how she was driving us all insane by just being here .

“Oh, daddy over here.” She motions towards me and I should not be as turned on as I am with how. she purrs out the nickname for me, “Is working with,” Her fingers made an inch between them.

Brat.

“So he over compensates his little shrimp dick and old man raisin knot with a lifted truck.” She says in a serious voice as Anthony smiles so wide at what she is saying.

He is delighted with her because the two dipsticks would cause me nothing but headaches. I could see the trouble they would get into and already was planning on moving money into an emergency fund for the bail I would inevitably need to post.

Cameron leans closer like he wants to share in on the trouble too. Her body stiffens, jerking back as his eyes flash in confusion. He has scared her without meaning to and I can see him easing back in his seat, hands up to show her she was okay.

Sadie frowns like she’s not sure why she reacted like that, blinking for a second before turning and sitting still for the rest of the car ride. Her silence has us all on edge. The knowledge that she was still jumpy with people weighing heavy.

How was I going to fix this?

At the house, she lets Jace offer her a hand to help her from the seat of the truck but moves away from him towards Cameron. Her small hand reaches out and slides in his fingers as she leans in whispering something to him.

I guess he’s already forgiven.

Cameron, who hates being touched, lifts her hand, nodding at what she said and kissing her knuckles before walking with her into the house.

He looks thrilled she’s not mad at him now. Happy that the flinch in the truck had been forgotten and she is seeking his touch now. But I still watch them, feeling unsure.

Have we pushed her too far?

This was why this was a bad idea. We didn’t know enough about her and now we were all just going to date her together? None of us were exactly omega experts.

Terrible idea to just pick one and have her live with us.

There would be so many hoops to jump through and if we were having her live with us this was official courting. Official courting meant paperwork at Omega Services so that our pack wasn’t in trouble and nothing could be used against us.

Omega safety was taken very seriously and omega rights were being pushed at all packs. All the new regulations were one of the reasons pack relationships weren’t as popular now. One on one relationships were becoming more normal.

Sadie deserved to have us register and be serious about her, especially being scent mates.

We had to do this for her.

“I don’t even know all your names. I know Cameron, Jace, and Anthony. But who is this?” Her eyes were on Jace, avoiding me like she was mad at us all and yet holding me personally responsible for everyone.

Jace was handing her a bottle of water. Cameron helped her sit down as she toed off her shoes, letting them fall below her. She was already getting comfortable without realizing what she was doing.

Good. She knew she was home.

Anthony’s hoodie was still on the counter where we all had been sniffing it constantly but it didn’t look out of place and I hoped we didn’t embarrass ourselves if she asked about it.

“The big guy who had you over his shoulder is Paxton. We’re still house training him as he gets used to life outside of his cave.” Jace says, earning a smile from her, which she tries to cover up by taking a sip of her water.

I like her here.

It’s that missing piece of our house. Already her soft scent is filling the air and it makes it feel like this is really home now.

The bad mood I’m in has lessened since seeing her swinging her sock clad feet back and forth and looking like this is where she belonged the whole time.

“You’re doing a terrible job at house training him. He looks like he pisses on things and says mine.” She jokes before a small yawn exits her mouth and a softer pout comes onto her face, “I know you all want to screw me. But I need to sleep. I have work in a few hours.” She says it like it’s not a big deal.

I hate that she says it like we just want to have sex with her and that it’s not a big deal.

It’s a huge deal.

“We can bang Friday night if that works for you. I can come over after work and we can get it over with. I’ll bring a copy of my STD check. You all have to wear condoms. I don’t mess around and find out.” She slides off the stool that’s too high for her and lands with a soft thud, looking at Cameron again like she can see he needs the extra attention from her. “Can you show me where to sleep?”

All of us look at him.

He needs to show her to the guest room and not his room but Cameron is ignoring us. Mentally I wonder if we can all fit in his bed if he takes her there because there isn’t a chance we are letting him have her.

“I know you like your space but do you want the guest room by Paxton or you can share my room with me?” Bold little fucker suggests.

He’s been hogging the scent marked hoodie and now he wants to hog our scent mate.

Little shit.

Her eye roll is so overdone, her hands thrown up as she shows off her bratty self. A true work of art.

“Guest room.”

Good little omega.

I watch her walk off with Cameron taking her to bed and showing her the bathroom that she will have to herself. Leaving the three of us in the kitchen.

It’s quiet for a moment as we all let it sink in that our mate is in our home with us.

“Is she not taking this seriously?” Jace questions, he looks stressed about this now.

He is so good when there is a plan in place and he knows what steps to take. Everything just happened so fast and spun out of our control.

Which is fair.

She thinks we have some kink where we just want to fuck her all together and leave her.

That needed to be squashed down.

We’re pack and she is in our house now. In my eyes she is ours even if we aren’t bonded yet.

She’s our scent match. Our mate. Our little omega.

“She’ll learn, Jace. Daddy Paxton and his shrimp dick and raisin knot has that look in his eyes.” I smack Anthony on the back of his head as I walk by, suddenly thinking about how I should get ready for the day.

This is usually the time I wake up anyway.

I know once I’m dressed I’m going to look in on her. I can’t help but wonder what she looks like when she sleeps.

The alpha in me needs to make sure she is comfortable and safe in her home. My mind is already thinking about how the guest room can be converted into an omega suite with a nest.

Maybe I can change my room into a pack room for all of us so everything is close by. I don’t want to assume that our omega wants her room to be a pack room and I’m willing to share it with my brothers.

But Anthony is right. I do havethat look. And I do always get what I want.

Right now I want our omega princess to stay forever.