18. Noah
Noah
The look on Finley's face told me that she couldn't handle any more shocks for the day; she was holding it together by sheer willpower.
I looked at all the others, trying to gauge how they were feeling, but I couldn't shake the pull to wrap Finley up in a blanket and help her through this.
Seemed that her claim of me being a Companion was right on the money.
"I think that's enough for now," I broached. "There’s a lot that we don't know and need to do some research on, so why don't we focus on what we want to do today?"
Finley flashed me a look of thanks as she started to eat.
"Well, Lane and I have to get back to check in with the pack, also checking on a few business matters," Colt shared, draining the last of his coffee and bringing his plate to the sink.
I knew he was talking about dealing with people coming after Finley. We’d decided not to bring it up just yet since Zander seemed to think he could get the matter dropped. After having this whole conversation, I was glad that we didn't add that on top of it.
Early this morning, we'd had one of our pack show up, letting us know that Federal Marshals had come looking for Finley.
Obviously, since she wasn't there and neither were any of us, they said they'd come back later, but truthfully they didn't have any standing here on pack lands.
If they brought a Senate rep with them, then that would be a whole different story.
"Want to explore the pack village, or see what mischief we can get into here, snuggles?" Mason asked, wagging his eyebrows at her.
"Why snuggles?" Finley questioned with an arched brow.
Mason grinned, thrilled that she’d asked about his ridiculous nickname. "You looked so cute all snuggled up in bed that I just knew it was the perfect nickname. Besides, you’re an omega, total snuggle material."
Finley looked unconvinced but didn't argue with him about it, good thing too because my twin would make it his mission to change her mind about it.
"Still want to be an alpha, twin?" I asked through our mental connection.
Surprise flickered over my twin's face as he tried not to react to me using that mode of communication. "Nah, this sounds way more interesting, and she's way cuter to hang out with than the alphas."
"We need to think of something fun to take her mind off of what's been going on. You sure a pack tour is the right move?"
"Tree fort?"
"Tree fort is perfect."
Both of us were grinning at each other like fools as Zander talked about something with Lane and Colt. Elias gave us a calculating look, but he chose not to bust us on talking through our twin connection.
"Mason, Noah, you're with Finley today," Colt instructed as he walked up behind Finley, setting his hands on her shoulders. "I need Elias with us, and Zander got word back from his contact, so he's going to meet with them."
"Don't worry, Colt. We’ll keep her safe," I answered as Mason shared his agreement.
"We're gonna have a pack dinner tomorrow night so that everyone can meet Finley.
I was going to wait longer, but we think it's better that we have introductions sooner rather than later," Lane added as he walked up to stand by Colt.
"The sooner our pack can help integrate our new omega, the less trouble we should have with outside scores.
Also, the Senate will advocate for us being that omegas are highly protected. "
Colt leaned down and kissed Finley on the temple, whispering something in her ear before heading to the door.
Lane did the same, but he pulled her into a half hug as if he didn't want to let her go just yet.
Eventually, both our pack alphas and Elias headed outside, shifted, and raced into the forest to our pack village.
"Little dove, this is your home now as much as it is mine. As your mate, what's mine is yours. Between all of us, you will always be provided for. I took the liberty of ordering some clothes for you. Once they’re delivered. they’ll be placed in the master bedroom closet.
If you give me a four-digit code, I'll add it to the security system so you can come and go as you please," Zander said, pulling her out of her chair.
"There’s nothing off limits in this house, so you should feel free to go wherever you like.
Snoop in any drawer you want, I have nothing to hide from you. "
"I don't even know what to say to all that," Finley murmured, looking around the house with new eyes.
Zander gave her a tender look as if he understood how overwhelming this all was. "Let me show you something before I have to leave." Finley nodded and followed after him.
Being the nosy beta that he was, Mason was hot on their heels, which meant I was going too.
Someone had to keep my twin out of trouble with Zander and Mason both having hot tempers.
On the second floor, the right side was a large open living room with the latest and greatest flatscreen TV, video game systems, and sound system to boot.
To the left was a hallway that led to the guest bedrooms that we betas had been relegated to once the alphas had gotten lost in the rut.
At the end of the hall was a door, but seeing as there were five guest rooms and only three of us, we didn't bother to snoop— that, and it had a code lock on the door.
Zander typed in the code and pushed open the door.
I held back a gasp as we entered what looked like an indoor greenhouse with windows and plants that filled the room.
The floor was covered in a really fucking soft carpet that your feet sank into, making you just want to roll around on it and stare up at the sky since even the ceiling was made of glass.
In the center of the room was a gauzy canopy with a fucking gigantic bean bag chair in the middle of it, all in soft blues to make it look like a cloud.
"What is this room?" Finley asked, amazement written all over her face.
Zander led her over to the bean bag, and without any hesitation, she crawled right up on it, snuggling into the plush fabric.
"I’d always hoped to find a mate one day, but with my career and lifestyle, I'm gone for months at a time.
Knowing this, I wanted my mate to have a space of her own to do with what she wanted while feeling like a princess.
In my limited dating experience I found many females feel like omegas are treated differently and catered to more than is normal, so I fashioned it after what an omega nest would be like. "
The blissed-out look on Finley's face told me that he had absolutely made the perfect nest. Even if she didn’t know it yet, we would definitely find Finley here often.
Yeah, she might be an elf, but she was fully omega too.
This would be the perfect place to decompress after dealing with all the emotions that they tended to fly around in the pack.
“Zander, are you saying this is my space?" Finley asked, sitting up to look her mate in the eyes, conflicting emotions running over her face. Could it be that she’s hasn’t ever been given her own space before we came along?
He cupped her face between his large hands and rested his forehead on hers.
"Yes, my little dove, this room is yours to do whatever you want with.
If you want to toss everything out and start over, we can.
Want to change the paint, say the word. Need to add something, point it out, and I'll have it here the next day. "
The romantic in me was envious that he could provide such a big gesture for her while Mason and I had more humble offerings.
The two of us got paid from the tithe that pack members gave and we worked as bouncers for extra cash, but Zander came from money.
Even without his music, you could just tell.
All I knew was that even if I couldn’t buy her the world, I wanted to give it to her one way or another.
If that was through supporting her and being a shoulder to lean on, I would do a damn good job of it.
Now I needed to find out everything I could about being a Companion so I could be everything she needed.