Page 64 of Knot My Sin

“He has to pee,” Ambrose says with a grin. “Sparkling cider always runs right through him. I also claim a permanent spot on your floor. The other guys can figure out where they’ll sleep.”

Once Flynn’s heat ended four days ago, Ambrose started sleeping on my floor again.

“You don’t have to do that,” I tell him shyly. Thunder clouds grow in his dark eyes, and I shake my head. “I mean, you can sleep in the bed if you want.”

“Yeah?” he asks, a slow smile creeping over his gorgeous smile.

“Uh-huh,” I say as I perfume. God, that’s so embarrassing.

Shaw groans as he buries his face in my hair. “Fuck, you’re so sexy, Sweetness. Perfuming for your alphas like such a good girl,” he growls.

“Oh fuck,” I whisper, shivering. “You can’t say shit like that.”

“Why not?” Ambrose asks, coming around to my other side to kiss my neck. “This is part of courting you, we’re just taking it nice and easy.”

“This is nice and easy?” I squeak.

“I’m pretty sure I sucked Flynn’s cock in the parking lot of our first date,” Everest shrugs, pulling out his buzzing phone from his pocket. His hands are a little full, so he has to juggle to check it.

Frowning, he sighs as he glances at us. “We have a visitor,” he grumbles. “Lemon Drop, I tried my best to keep him at arm’s length to give you time, but your brother is at the gate.”

“Jasper?” I ask. I have several brothers, but this is the one that’s been looking for me. My memories have been plaguing me in my dreams the last few nights, forcing me to take a deeper look at my past not just with Trey, but my childhood as well.

Most of it is ugly, and I still remember how much my oldest brother would scowl at me.

“Yeah, Wren,” Everest says.

Shaw purrs as I hold him tightly as we walk closer to the house. The rumble makes me relax a little. I’ve been saying I need to take steps forward, I guess there’s no time like the present.

“Okay,” I tell them, nodding. “May as well let him in if he’s already here.”

Everest glances back down at his phone, rolling his eyes as he turns it toward me. A large man who has effortlessly blond windswept hair leaps over the gate, stalking up the long driveway. His piercing blue eyes glance up at one of the cameras before my brother flicks it off with both hands. He now has tattoos all over his body, and I don’t know that I would recognize him on the street.

“I see jumping gates runs in the family,” Everest mutters as he opens the back door.

As we walk in, Flynn turns as he stares at his phone.

“Did you see the cameras? Security pinged my phone,” he says, his brows tightly furrowing.

“Yes, baby boy,” Shaw says. “Wren saw too. Let’s get ready for company.”

Flynn helps them by taking the things from their hands, and each of the alphas kiss my forehead as they disappear upstairs.

“I need a drink,” he mutters as I follow him into the kitchen.

Almost obsessively, he puts everything away before pouring himself a glass of wine.

“I hate anything stronger than this,” he explains as he takes a deep sip. “They’re going to posture and bullshit, but it’ll be fine. Jasper just looks…”

“Really scary,” I mutter. “I don’t recognize him at all.”

“Ten years changes people, but I saw his face when he told us that he’s been looking for you,” Flynn says. The wine in the glass steadily disappears as he takes deep sips.

It’s like meditative breathing, but with alcohol. Frankly, it’s kind of impressive.

“Try to keep an open mind, Wren,” Flynn says before finishing off his drink and washing the glass.

The alphas’ footsteps pound down the stairs as someone’s fist slams on the front door. Flynn rolls his eyes as he grabs my hand, tugging me after him. The alphas have gun holsters over their wide shoulders, with a firearm on each side. My eyes widen as I watch Shaw reach for the door knob.

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