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As soon as I left the bathroom, the overwhelming smell of delicious food hit me, and my stomach growled. When was the last time I’d eaten?

Food would have to wait, though. I needed to check on my baby first.

Padding into the living room, I stopped short at the sight greeting me.

There was an alpha on my sofa.

One I didn't recognize.

If that wasn't disarming enough, he was shirtless, and my baby was fast asleep on his chest. Lottie was snoozing away, looking far too comfortable, snuggled up.

“Hey! You must be Kennedy.” The alpha beamed at me. “I would stand up and greet you, but the tiny terror seems very comfortable here,” he said, smiling down at my snoozing daughter.

He was handsome—I noticed that immediately, even though I was far more concerned with the fact he was in my home and my baby was with him. He had light brown curls and bright green eyes.

His scent was easy to distinguish. Raspberry soda. That wasn't the only scent in the house, though. I could also smell Eli clear as day, so I knew he was near.

“Who the hell are you?” I whisper shouted. Even though I was terrified there was a stranger in the house, the instinct to not wake my daughter was strong. “Why the hell are you in my house, and why are you holding my baby?” I said, my breaths coming in ragged pants.

The alpha’s eyes widened. “Oh shit, sorry! I’m Micha, Eli’s pack mate.”

“Killer.” Eli’s voice rang out behind me as his hand touched my lower back in a comforting gesture. “I'm sorry, I should have told you as soon as you woke up. He brought over groceries, when I didn't want to leave you guys alone, and stayed to help with Charlotte. Turns out, it takes an idiot and a genius to feed ababy. One to make the bottle and the other to soothe the crying infant.”

I snorted lightly. “It is a challenge… You said you gave her the medication?”

Micha snorted, looking down to ensure he hadn’t disturbed the baby. “That part was easy. That little medicine syringe meant we could pop it in her mouth and distract her with toys, and she would swallow it before even realizing.”

“Usually, she wriggles when I try,” I admitted.

Micha grinned. “We tag-teamed it.”

“We also took her temperature regularly. I've kept a record on the fridge of every time we gave her medication and what her temperature was, so you can check it over,” Eli assured me.

“She looks really content.” I sighed. I didn't know if I should be yelling about the fact that there was a strange alpha in my home or thanking him for taking such good care of my child while I was sick.

Either way, I felt like I had hit my head and woken up in la-la land.

Chapter 16

Micha

The omega was adorable, stumbling into the living room, her eyes still heavy lidded with sleep. The sleep had quickly dissipated when she took in the sight of a stranger snuggling with her baby.

“Why aren’t you wearing a shirt?” she asked.

“Your adorable, tiny terror spat up all over me, and I didn't bring a spare shirt. She's lucky she's so stinking cute.” I grinned down at the baby.

Figuring out how to feed and medicate a baby had been a learning curve, for sure. There had been several panicked phone calls to my mother, but Eli and I had figured it out.

“Ah, yeah, if she’s had too much formula, she gets sick.”

“We learned that the hard way. After her last feed, though, she cuddled up on my chest and didn't want to move. I swear, you've got a little omega in the making here.” I smiled at Kennedy.

She frowned, her shoulders tense. I didn’t like the idea of her getting stressed; she was already sick.

How could I make it better?

“Everything okay, Mama?” I asked as Eli looked down at her from behind. His eyes were constantly going to her. It was almost like a gravitational pull.

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