“Hey, something happened at the house. Tate and Hiro got a scare and Tate fainted. I’ve put him to bed. He seems okay, but —“
“We’ll pop over and check everything out. Don’t worry. Won’t be long!” He disconnected the call without letting me finish my sentence.
“Hey, you okay?” Larken placed a hand on my shoulder, giving it a squeeze.
“Yeah, I think so. I knew that our mating wasn’t popular within the pack, but that was just —“
“I know. A couple of them have been saying shit like that all day. Most of it the omegas didn’t hear. Then he started getting inappropriate with Hiroshi, then you heard what he said.”
“Inappropriate?” I wanted to beat Trevor into the ground for upsetting my pregnant mate.
“Just touches that lingered. Saying that Hiroshi deserved more than this. More than being hidden away for most of your mating.” I flinched. “Hey, we know why you had to do that. The pack has shown that some don’t get it.”
“What ’bout you?” I asked gruffly. I was afraid of his response.
“At first I didn’t get it.” Lark pulled away from me and paced the room. “I always knew that one day an omega would come and turn your head, but two betas as well?” He shrugged. “It was a lot.” He met my eyes for the first time. “I see how you care about them. This thing with Asher has you tied in knots, but you still bend over backwards for a pack that attacked you.” His expression was earnest. “You deserve better than that, Roan. You’re the best person I know.”
Unable to resist, I pulled him into my arms and hugged him tightly. “I’m so glad I have you.”
“You’re never getting rid of me.”
Aldrin left the master suite with a faint smile. “Tate is fine. Hiro is looking after him and he’s relaxed now you are home. If you could stay and work at home for the next few days until he settles, that would be best.”
“That’s all he needs?” I asked skeptically.
Aldrin eyed me. “Don’t discount his omega instincts. They would have been firing on all cylinders with all these strangers in his new home and no alpha there to guide him.”
My heart sank like a stone. “I should have been here.”
“No.” Aldrin’s tone was firm. “You can’t take the blame. You aren’t his alpha, just stepping in, likely why there is so much conflict between you and Asher. He hasn’t accepted you as Tate’s back up alpha.”
I led Aldrin downstairs to where James was cooking up something in the kitchen. The place smelled heavenly. “James, you are amazing! Thank you. I sent the delivery to the main house when this all went down. I forgot to feed us, though.”
“You thought about getting a food delivery?” James asked as he turned from the stove to look at me in wonder.
“Yeeesss,” I drew the word out. “Why?”
“You really are a different alpha. Special. No wonder fate chose you for extra mates.”
It felt like a gut punch to be reminded of my brief time being mated to Tate and Asher. I missed that bond. “Didn’t get to keep them, though. I clearly wasn’t enough.”
“Hey!” James’s tone was sharp. “None of that. Everything has happened as The Luna intended.”
“That’s right,” Aldrin cut in as he searched the cupboards for bowls for the stew James had heated. “In fact, the mating and the way it dissolved might be what gives us our breakthrough. We are so close to figuring it out. I can smell it.”
“You really think so?” I helped Aldrin and James fill the bowls and cut some bread.
“I’m no Jasper, but it’s almost like a premonition is just out of reach.”
From the living room I heard Deke’s phone ring and then the muted words as he spoke to someone. Likely our alpha. “Roan, I need to head out,” Deke called, rounding the corner into the kitchen. His body language was tense.
“Everything okay?” I asked.
“Blake just called. The coven has called us. They need our help.”
Immediately, we were all on edge. “Help? Do they need a healer?” James looked at his mate, who nodded.
“Not sure. Probably not. We are going on a witch hunt.”