Page 113 of Her Knotty Alphas

A place I never thought I'd find, especially not with four alphas who love me more than life itself.

Epilogue - 1.5 Years Later Hannah

The backlit sign reading "Sweet Peach Bakery" lights up, and a huge grin breaks out on Austin's face as he pulls me in close by the shoulder.

"You know, it's not too late to change the name," I tell him, leaning my head on his shoulder.

"Not a chance, darlin'." He grins at me, pressing a kiss to my head.

"Besides, it's absolutely too late to change the name. It's literally the grand opening." Noah smirks, coming up next to us and eyeing the sign with pride. We got it designed professionally, but he came up with the idea of it. "Sweet Peach" is in elegant, curly letters, while "Bakery" is in all caps in a serif font at the bottom. A ripe peach is behind it, and it all comes together nicely.

I pretend that I don't like the fact that Austin named the bakery after my scent, but I really love it, and all the guys know it.

"Besides, little peach would be sad if we changed it," Enzo comes up behind me, his hands settling on my little baby bump.

Yup. My baby bump.

I'm currently twenty weeks pregnant, my bump barely big enough to not be able to pretend I just had a really big lunch. I'm glad that I left the salon a few months after bonding my alphas, otherwise my ankles would have been way too swollen to try to stand for hours. I still cut the guys' hair, courtesy of the little mini salon they converted the casita into for my birthday.

"Hey! The guys will be here any minute!" Charlie calls from the doorway, and my guys turn to rush inside. When Charlie's teammates found out the same guy who was baking all their congratulatory pastries was opening his own bakery, they decided to sponsor the grand opening. It's going to be huge. We've done a few farmers markets to drum up business with original recipes all from Austin's brain, and they've been a hit.

I'm about to walk in with them when I hear footsteps pounding the pavement behind me. "We didn't miss anything did we?" Cady runs up, nearly out of breath.

"Nope," I grin at her, "the team will be here any minute, but you haven't missed anything."

"Angel," Titus growls, finally catching up to Cady. "I told you to wait for me." He puts a hand protectively on her belly and she rolls her eyes.

"Little bean," she leans down and grasps her twenty-four week pregnant belly, "tell daddy a little running never killed anyone."

Titus just grumbles and pulls her closer.

Gods, that was so much fun, finding out I was pregnant right after Cady announced hers.

Ollie, Archie, Mattie, and Simon all come up behind her, out of breath. "How is the pregnant lady faster than me?" Ollie asks, bracing his hands on his knees.

"Come on guys," I laugh, motioning over my shoulder. "We want to be ready when the team gets here."

"Hold on, I need to get some pictures of the front sign," Cady says, pulling out her phone. She's writing an article for ABO Magazine covering the opening of our bakery. I had tried to tell her she didn't have to, but then she informed me that her Editor in Chief heard that the Starbrook City Meteors were sponsoring the grand opening and asked her to cover it.

So now I don't have to feel like it's favoritism.

Cady gets her pictures, and we waddle into the bakery, where she takes even more photos. The theme is 'Southern Charm'. Every piece of interior furniture and decoration is designed to make you feel like you're eating a scone right in the heart of the south.

"This is great, Hannah," Cady gushes. "Okay, whole pack behind the counter, okay? We've got to get the whole pack behind, 'Sweet Peach Bakery'."

I grab Noah and Charlie's hands, dragging them behind the counter where Austin and Enzo are already waiting. Each alpha takes a turn kissing me on the head, and little butterflies erupt in my stomach.

"You ready, darlin'?" Austin asks, and that…makes more butterflies in my stomach? My mind races, thinking through the things I've read on my pregnancy app. I'm twenty weeks, which means it's about time for…

"Wait!" I gasp, holding out my arms. "I think the baby is moving."

"The—wait, what?" Enzo is the first to drop to his knees, his hands bracing my belly.

Plink.

"Was that…?" Enzo looks at me wide-eyed, and I nod, delirious laughter escaping me. "I felt the baby kick! Oh little peach, Papa loves you so much."

"Is little peach still kicking?" Austin asks hopefully, placing his hand right above Enzo's. We wait for a minute, but nothing else happens.

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