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Hazel looked deep in thought. “What if the room doesn’t feel right? What if I’m not comfortable because the room is too stuffy? I like my space as it is!”

Phillip was quick to answer. “Already thought about that. You are in a room that has an amazingly large window and even has a window seat. We’ve added some blackout curtains, but we can add any sort of fabric you want to the windows. We’ve also ordered an air purifier and a humidifier that is shaped like a mushroom. So you can adjust the settings to make it perfect for you.”

“When on earth did you find time to order that?” she asked.

Phillip grinned. “I did all that just on the car ride over here. Imagine what I can do by the end of today.”

Hazel bit her lip. “I have really wanted to get one of those mushroom-shaped things.”

“Something about it just seemed very… you,” he said.

“What if I want to turn your spare room pink?”

“Then, I guess we’re buying paint!” I said with a grin.

Hazel looked at me, perplexed. “You would let me paint a room in your pack house pink?” she asked, her nose scrunched adorably.

I laughed. “Duchess, I would let you do whatever you want to my pack house, and it’s not the spare room, it’s your room. It is your nest room, okay?” I insisted. “If you want to paint it pink, you can, though I’ll be honest… I may have already taken the liberty of painting the room. Well, hiring someone to paint it because the large pink, purple, and blue sky mural with fluffy clouds was a bit beyond my skill set,” I admitted with a laugh.

Her eyes widened, and I knew I had her. I had noticed that several items in her nest and in her closet had fluffy clouds on them. Whenever she wasn’t feeling well, she was usually wrapped up in a large blue cardigan with clouds all over it. Several of her throw pillows in her nest were giant fluffy monstrosities shaped like clouds.

“I can have that?” she asked, her voice quiet.

“I didn’t get the room decorated like that for anyone else, did I?” I laughed.

“You’ll love it, sweetness. Honestly, it seems just your sort of vibe,” Cormac insisted. “So, will you come home with us?”

She bit her lip deep in thought for a moment. We were going to do whatever it took to get her to come home with us. If kidnapping was what it took, then kidnapping was what I was willing to do.

I would much rather she came willingly, but you know, beggars couldn’t be choosers.

If a little sickness is what it took to get her to move in with us, then I guess that’s what it took.

“I’ll do it.”

Chapter 18

Hazel

Iwas going insane.

There was no other explanation.

Why else would I be agreeing to move in with three alphas I hardly knew?

Yet, the reality of my situation was unavoidable. Twice now, I’d become seriously sick with this pregnancy, and I wanted to do anything I could to prevent feeling that way again. I was going to have a baby soon, and ensuring they were healthy had to be my priority.

And, if I was brutally honest with myself, I had never slept as well as I had on Cormac’s chest.

I waved shyly at Oliver as we walked through the lobby, making a beeline for the stairs. I could only imagine what he was thinking, seeing me enter my dorm with three random alphas.

Then again, he had seen Roman and Phillip before.

“I’ve got a lot of nesting supplies,” I admitted as the guys followed me up to my room. “Also, I am not the cleanest of people. Clutter seems to find me.”

Cormac bounded up the stairs with a grin on his face. “So what if you have a lot of nesting supplies? I’ll happily make several trips back and forth to get all your stuff back to the pack house. It’ll be worth it so you’re comfortable.”

My chest warmed at his consideration.

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