Zoinks! Nice Pack, Bro

27. I want to hold your hand

CHAPTER 27

I WANT TO HOLD YOUR HAND

Paxton

T he logical part of my brain knows I can’t take Sadie over my knee and spank her for damn near giving me a heart attack with her disappearing act.

The logical part of of my brain knows that I can’t tell her she needs to tell me who the fuck scared her.

The logical part of my brain knows that I can’t just lock her up in the house and never let her leave again because I’m afraid of the world interacting with her.

But after the night I’ve had, the fear that has my hands almost trembling after seeing her curled in a ball under my desk through a security app footage, I’m not feeling as logical as I should be.

Sadie nudges me as we get inside our house, her smaller body beside mine as she looks up at me with those show stopping eyes of hers. She could solve wars with those doe eyes or maybe just start them like Helen of Troy.

Her scent is still off but I don’t want to push her too much.

“Can I sleep with you tonight?” And just like that I’m less angry, chest all puffed with pride as I relish the feeling of being her protector and her safe space from the nightmares.

It’s nice she is coming to me. I would have sought her out and tried to comfort her but she wants me and that makes things a little easier to deal with.

“Of course, princess.”

“Jace?” He pauses, looking at her as she holds her arms out. The way relief washes across his features as he comes to her, holding her close as he breathes her in, “Hi.”

She’s the center of our pack. Our omega. And even if she doesn’t realize it, she’s checking in on all her alphas, making sure that we’re all okay after the evening we’ve had trying to find her.

Sadie doesn’t know what we know but she still is in-tune with us enough to know something is going on.

The one word softens him as he holds onto her, his nose burying in her hair, arms tight around her as his eyes close and he just lets himself feel her. It’s easier to think she’s okay when she’s in your arms.

I know from experience.

Her sigh comes out, I don’t even think she realizes it as she inhales Jace, nuzzling into him as her eyes stay squeezed shut. She’s so close to breaking point. The kind that has messy tears and I’m already panicked at the thought of them.

Blood and guts are one thing.

The omega you care about crying? Hell fucking no.

Can’t handle that at all.

Dealing with her nightmares is one thing. I can handle calming her down from those.

The life she’s living now is upsetting her? Not built for that sort of trauma.

“Can I use your bath?” Her eyes are on me as I nod my head.

Sadie loves my bath.

She’s often there after work, just soaking as I come in, hopping into my shower as she bathes, watching me and waiting for me to come over to her when I’m cleaned up from the job.

Getting greeted with her warm kisses, as I sit on the stool and talk to her about her day is what gets me through work. I like how she lets me rub her shoulders or wash her hair. Sometimes she’ll let me make her come before dinner, her breasts rising above the bath water, perfect to be sucked on and kissed. Those pretty pink nipples getting hard when they meet the air and tasting like dessert in my mouth.

She pulls away from Jace, gives everyone a flash of the saddest smile I’ve ever seen. Her eyes go to each of us, like she is making sure that we are all okay before she turns and vanishes from the room.

And since we’re four adult, grown men, we react in silent screams of panic. All looking at each other trying to see who has a plan and who is going to figure out how the fuck to make our Sadie girl smile again.

“I’m going to her.” Cameron announces but Jace grabs his arm, getting a snarl from the man.

“She needs a second to process it. This is probably the first time she’s alone in a safe spot since everything happened to her.” Jace is calmer now that Sadie has touched him and we’re home. Grounded and more understanding, “Let's make dinner and let her come to us.”

With a task in hand I can handle things. I can cook and Sadie will come down once her bath is done. She just needs a break in a place where she feels safe and then she will feel better.

She’s going to be fine.

We’re here for her. She has us. She’s going to get through this.

I can make this right. I can make it all right. I can keep her safe and it will all be okay.