Page 28 of Return to the Pack

I know I sound like my dad right now, but it’s the truth.

“A pool might be nice,” Luna says, who’s snuggling into Warrick’s arms. “I like swimming.”

Axel’s head cocks to the side like he’s contemplating what I just said. “You’re thinking to build?”

“Yeah,” I say. “That way, we could give Luna the perfect house that meets everyone’s needs. Room for all the pups we want to raise, on a piece of land where they can run and hunt, not on Golden Glade, where it’s in town. A wolf should be able to roam.”

Axel tips his chair back and stares up at the ceiling. His eyes have clouded over, so I know I’ve hit on something worth considering.

“There’s a perfect clearing in the old hunting grounds that was deeded to me when I became Alpha. I never needed it since I already owned the house in town, and I wanted to live among the pack,” he says.

“Let’s go out and take a look at it today,” I say, sitting tall, excitement winding through me. “We can start making plans to build right away if we’re all in favor.”

Axel huffs out a sigh. “There’s a problem.”

“What is it? Septic? Electric? Putting in a well? We can find someone to do all that.” My stomach growls, and I realize Luna, and I haven’t eaten all day. “You hungry, Luna? I’ll fix us supper.”

“You finish with your talk. I’ll make us some tacos. Is there any leftover meat?”

“The wolf whose lap you’re sitting in ate the last chunk.” Ethan hops to his feet. “I’ll make you two some spaghetti.”

We’ve all taken to jumping up in service when Luna needs anything. She’s our mate, carrying one of our heirs, after all. That’s the only job she needs to be doing right now.

“Thanks, Ethan,” she says, flashing him a heart-melting smile.

We’ve all turned into pussy-whipped versions of our badass selves since Luna arrived, but none of us are complaining. When the pussy’s that good, it’s worth it.

As Ethan heads to the cupboard for noodles, Axel says, “It’s not as simple as that.”

“What’s the complicated part?” I scratch the back of my head. “We make plans, we build it. How hard is that? Does our Alpha not know how to get his hands dirty?”

Axel doesn’t rise to the bait. Instead he blows out a long breath of air and crumples his paper napkin into a ball. “It’s part of the property I gifted to the vamps.”

“Shit,” Warrick says.

“Oh, Axel,” Luna says, her lavender doe-eyes going wide. “You did that to get me back. It’s my fault.”

“It’s not,” he growls.

“Fuck,” I say. “Can we get it back?”

Axel’s face pulls into a scowl. “Since the vampires attacked us the other day, what’s your best guess to the answer to that question?”

“Yeah, that’s a negative,” Warrick says. “We barely calmed them down. They think we’re killing off the humans they use for feeding stations. No peace negotiations happening there anytime soon.” He lowers his head to nibble Luna’s neck.

She arches her back and makes a humming noise that arouses my cock. I remember what it felt like when she hummed around my dick this morning.

Dragging my attention back to the conversation, I say, “So what are our options? Is there another piece of property we can use?”

Axel rises from the table and begins stacking dishes. With his arms laden, he heads for the sink. “There are, but none like that. That would have been perfect, our own little paradise on pack land, but away from prying eyes.”

“Away from the nosy pack gossips hearing us make Luna scream every night,” Ethan says with a grin, running his hand over his beard.

“Well, we need to find something,” I say, casting him a dark look. “Can you imagine all of us crowded into this house with a baby to boot?”

“And what if she has twins or triplets?” Warrick asks, lighting up a cigarette.

“Then double or triple shit,” I say.