Chapter 30
CHAPTER 30
Enzo
I rested against the side of the garden tub, Amir’s back against my chest and his head laid on my shoulder. Cyrus was currently rubbing our omega’s feet while Ax held Issa straddled around his lap, her cheek on his shoulder, his arms locked around her waist.
When my brother had made the decision to kidnap the omega princess of Pack Alvarez, I’d thought he was fucking crazy. Not only was he poking a hornet’s nest, but having an omega in your home, in your pack, changed everything. It didn’t matter how often he’d tried to convince me – or himself – that it had been nothing more than business, that the four of them had had no desire to add an omega to their pack, I’d known better. I’d watched as each of them had fallen in love with Issa’s youngest – and only – sister.
Bain’s life might have changed because of that one choice, the decision to kidnap the only omega child of the elder – and now dead – Alvarez alphas, but my life had been irrevocably altered, as well. Because their bond with Corazon had brought Isabelle into our lives, even if it wasn’t the greatest start of our relationship.
I’d felt a shift in my chest, in my very being at the first sight of her. We’d all convinced her to stay with us until she could get back on her feet, build a life away from that piece of shit alpha who’d disappeared at the first sign of danger, and to let us keep her safe.
Little did any of us know how profoundly her mere presence would alter everything we thought we knew about life, about ourselves, about our pack.
An omega was often the heart of any pack, the center of which every member gravitated toward…except our pack.
Issa was our heart. Issa was our center. Even when one of us had been knot deep inside Amir during his cycle, he’d whined and keened and begged for Issa if she so much as stepped into the bathroom to relieve her bladder.
Tilting my chin down, I smiled at the slack expression on Amir’s face, his eyes closed, his chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm. He’d fallen asleep in the warm bubble bath. We’d all piled into the shower first to rid ourselves of days’ worth of cum, slick, sweat, and general body oils, but then had promptly climbed into the tub to let our muscles and joints soak in the heat and steam.
Five days. We’d been locked in that nest for five fucking days. All of us were fairly dehydrated and hadn’t actually had a full meal since the morning before we’d headed for supplies for the nest. Issa had made sure to keep the room stocked with bottled water and snacks, forcing all of us to eat between cycles, holding water bottles to Amir’s lips even when he was lost to his hindbrain and being knotted.
If it weren’t for our sweet beta…
Fuck, she was amazing. Perfect. How anyone could have ever looked at her and seen anything other was a complete and utter mystery to me. How any fucker could look into her beautiful honey brown eyes and intentionally hurt her…that shit sent rage singeing through my veins.
Cyrus and Ax both frowned in my direction as my scent took on that bitter, burned wire smell .
I had to keep my shit in check. There was no reason to dwell on the past. I couldn’t change it for her.
But I would absolutely beat the ever-living fuck out of Antonio if we ever saw him again.
Dude was smart – he’d taken off and stayed off the radar since Issa had shown up at Enzo’s pack’s estate. Almost like he’d known she was officially under our protection.
Or maybe he knew Enzo’s pack planned to end the lives of Cora’s and Issa’s fathers, therefore, there was no longer any reason to stay tied to the beta.
Rubbing my cheek against Amir’s temple, I stared at Issa’s long dark hair hanging in wet tendrils down her back. Either she was asleep, as well, or just seriously comfortable, because the only movement I’d seen from her in the last ten minutes was the soft rise and fall from her deep breaths.
“Grocery delivery or junk food?” Cyrus asked as he gently moved away from Amir, barely disturbing the bubbles, and leaned against Ax’s side. His eyes lowered to Issa’s face and a soft smile tugged up his lips.
“I love you,” she whispered, and Cyrus’s eyes widened the slightest bit before his soft smile grew into a full-blown grin.
“I love you, too,” he whispered back, shifting over a little to press a kiss to her temple before rubbing the underside of his chin along her face to leave his scent.
“Junk food,” she muttered a little louder. “But ask Amir. He might need something– "
“Junk food,” Amir said, his voice little more than a hoarse croak from all the whimpering, whining, begging, and screaming. “Soda. Some sweets.”
My chest shook as I chuckled, then wrapped my arms around his chest and nuzzled his cheek and throat before pressing a kiss to the mark I’d left on the side of his throat, earning a shiver from my sexy omega.
His nipples pebbled where they peeked out just above the water line, the dark, sienna buds making my mouth water with the urge to flick them with my tongue and nibble them with my teeth.
No matter how hard I fought it, and even after exhausting ourselves over the past few days, my dick instantly hardened and twitched against his back.
His wet curls trailed over my chest as he turned his head to look into my face. “I’m trying to relax and you’re tempting me with more cock. I thought I was the one who was supposed to be sex crazed this week.”
Issa turned her head and smiled at us over her shoulder. “I thought Amir was supposed to be for me,” she teased.
“Oh, habibi . I have more than enough love to go around.”
Love . There wasn’t a single doubt in my mind our omega was completely in love with our beta. I could feel it through our bond. But I could also feel how deeply his feelings were growing for each of his alphas, as well.
Issa had taken months to finally tell Ax how she felt about him, then Cyrus. She hadn’t told me, yet. Not verbally.
But I could feel it. I could feel her as though our hearts beat to the same rhythm. She loved me and I would be patient and give her as much time as she needed to voice the words.
“You seriously just made it sound like we got you a puppy instead of a delicious omega,” Ax said.
“Thanks, big guy,” Amir teased. “There was talk of food?”
I held back a frustrated sigh because I was hoping he’d been dropping a hint about me putting my still achingly hard dick to use.
He was sore. We all were. And had it not been for Issa, we all might have been dangerously dehydrated. Even with the bottled water and snacks, I was sure we had all dropped a few pounds over the last few days.
As though confirming my suspicion, Amir’s stomach grumbled a protest at being empty for so long.
With a chuckle, I jerked my chin for Cyrus to take my place.
“I can order it,” he said, but was already moving through the water to drag Amir between his knees and against his chest .
Once Amir was no longer wedged between my legs, I pushed to my feet and carefully stepped out of the massive garden tub.
Whistles, catcalls, and a sweet, tinkling giggle echoed off the tile. I couldn’t help myself – I wiggled my ass at them as I grabbed a towel and dried off before wrapping it around my waist, taking a move from Ax’s playbook.
Fuck, I was a lucky man. Two of the best friends an alpha could have, the most beautiful beta, and a loving, kind, and eccentric omega. If I could bottle the feeling in my chest and sell it, I would be the richest fucking alpha on the planet.
Who the fuck was I kidding? I might not be the richest in monetary measures, but I sure as fuck had everything I could have ever dreamed of or ever wanted.
Digging through the pillows and blankets spread throughout the nest, I finally found my pants and pulled out my phone.
“Any requests?” I yelled from the bedroom as I stepped out of the nest.
“Chinese,” Amir, Ax, and Issa called back at the same time, then Amir and Issa broke into giggles.
Ax, Cyrus, and I might not have been actively seeking an omega or even a beta before Issa, but seeking and approaching Amir was hands down one of our best decisions to date. Because he made her happy. He made us happy.
As sappy as it sounded, Amir completed our little family.