His shiver was too fucking cute.
“I’m in love with you, too,” he muttered, his voice sounding tired yet satisfied.
My smile stretched into a grin, and I hugged him tighter, burying my face in the crook of his throat.
There was an explosion of emotions in my chest and, when I examined it closer, I realized it wasn’t just from me and Amir. Issa was there, too. I could literally feel her joy through our bond.
There was no way she’d heard us speaking – though the whole house had more than likely heard us fucking – but had felt the moment we’d allowed our hearts to engulf the other, the moment our souls became as entwined to each other as they were to Issa.
It was no secret how I felt about my first two packmates. And all three of us had fallen for Issa pretty much the first time we’d heard her voice and caught her sun-dried linen scent.
But me, Enzo, and Cyrus didn’t exactly go around declaring our feelings to each other. Had either of them told Amir how they felt? I could feel them through the bond with both Amir and Issa and knew they adored him.
Then again, I’d always believed actions were so much more powerful than words. Whether none of them ever told me how they felt, I could sense it through our bond and see it in the way they treated me and each other.
We were a family. I had not only my two alpha packmates, but a gorgeous beta and a sexy, funny, loyal omega now, as well.
Yep. My life was fucking amazing.
CHAPTER 33
Issa
Iloved my job. I really did. But I loved being home with my pack more.
The week we’d been together during Amir’s heat, then the extra time we’d taken off to meet our omega’s family had been a dream. We’d spent so much time snuggling in puppy piles, making love, and talking.
And now, four of us were back at work while Amir took up his post at the bar while he stole any and every chance to touch or kiss me and waited for our alpha to appear on stage.
I’d not only heard the two of them making love last night, but Amir had told me all about watching Ax dance, watching his body flow like water.
I’d seen our alpha dance, but I was dying to see him show us his ballet skills. Being as the three alphas owned this club, I saw no reason he couldn’t give us a show before or after hours before the patrons began to file in.
So far, our requests had gone unfulfilled. We had time, though. We had the rest of our lives.
Smiling at Amir as I passed, I felt a surge of affection glow in my chest, the sensation lighting up the thread tying me to Amir.
I’d felt the moment Amir and Ax had finally admitted how deeply their feelings ran for each other. It was like every single day, these four men showed me how absolutely beautiful life could be, how not all alphas were abusive assholes, that omegas weren’t all seen as nothing more than breeders or felt as though they were better than other designations.
Amir behaved as though he loved being an omega. My sister had always seemed to resent it. Although that had had a lot to do with the way our parents had treated her and the rest of us.
Within a span of less than a year, I’d realized how happy a person truly could be. And I owed it all to Enzo, Ax, Cyrus, and Amir. Not only because they’d protected me and given me a place to stay – and a pack – but because they’d given me the space and support to find my own strength, to find my voice, to carve out a place of my own in this world.
The Vault was filling up quickly being as it was a Saturday evening and Cyrus had announced on the club’s social media page that the male dance review had a whole new set. I’d heard music thumping from the basement, but the song had changed several times so I had no idea what music they would be dancing to. And I’d stopped peeking when Ax was working on new choreography so I would be as surprised as the rest of the patrons here.
I was growing more comfortable around alphas, especially since my threeandmy omega always kept an eye on me while I worked, but I was happy a majority of the crowd tonight consisted of betas.
While there had only been one incident since I’d worked here – and it had been started because of me – I was still always leery of drunk, power-hungry alphas.
“Here you go,” I said as I set down a variety of mixed drinks for a table of beautiful, giggling beta women, one of them donning a veil and a sash that said Bride to Be in gold letters.
A bachelorette party. And, yeah, this club was pretty popular in the area, but I was pretty sure they were here to watch the dancers, including my sexy as sin alpha.
I supposed others would be jealous that so many people ogled one of the loves of their life – and I hadn’t actually asked Amir how it made him feel – but I was proud Ax was mine, that, no matter how much he grinned and gyrated his hips to screaming men and women, he would be coming home to Amir and me.
It was us that he loved.
“What time do the guys start?” one of the women asked, her question followed by cheers and more giggles.