Page 208 of Broken Dreams

“How do you feel about playing Robin Hood today? Emilia is pissing me off, and I want to funnel some money out of her account,” I explain.

“Who are we sending it to?” he asks, knowing I don’t want it.

“Omega’s Haven,” I decide. “Building supplies are expensive.”

“They are,” he says, sounding amused by my words. “Drain ROWS accounts so no one can complain that we’re targeting Emilia, even though we are.”

“I don't know who would want to protect her,” I grumble. “She must have some serious dirt on her protectors.”

“I wouldn’t doubt it,” he sighs.

Moving through the networks, I find a ROWS bank account and tell the bank that it’s going to the venue they hired for the mixers. Instead, I direct through a few other accounts before depositing it into Omega’s Haven’s instead. Just as I’m finishing, the front door opens.

Pack Dresmond and my men are home.

“How was your day?” I call out, standing to stretch. Callum gets up, squeezing my ass with a grin as he goes to help Duncan with the bags of food he has in his hands.

“Better,” Linus says honestly as I walk out to hug him.

“I already have a paper to write,” Adira says, making a face as she rubs her stomach slightly. She said that she’s been feeling tired recently, so she’s started napping more often.

“I have some research to work on,” Damon says, sighing. “I started in between breaks at the library while Adira caught some sleep in a little booth there.”

“You’d think it would be hard to nap somewhere so public, but it was surprisingly easy,” she says.

Adira and her pack spend most of their time here now. I love how full of life the mansion is, and getting to see them so often.

Squeezing Linus’ hand, I watch as everyone else moves to the kitchen to eat. Christian is taking his work boots off, watching us with interest.

“What are you two up to?” he asks with an easy smile.

“Will you move in with us?” I blurt out, enjoying the feelings of surprise and excitement from my bond with Linus.

“Wait, what?” Christian asks, confused.

“I hate it when you go back to your apartment,” Linus confesses.

“The bed isn’t right without you in it,” I add, pouting.

“I don’t live here, though,” Christian says gently.

“I think our omegas are trying to fix that,” Duncan says, stepping out into the foyer. “They’ve been thinking about it a lot.”

Realizing that he and Callum have been catching our thoughts, I blush.

“We have. And, you do live here on paper, well as soon as the paperwork goes through,” I say quickly. “Callum just emailed his attorney to update the deed.”

“He did what? Callum!” Christian yells.

Shit, is he mad?

“Are you going to be difficult about this?” Callum asks, coming out of the kitchen to join us. “I figured this would be easier than hacking into the leasing office and breaking your lease.”

“You’d make me homeless. Why am I not surprised?” Christian snorts.

“Whatever it takes to make our omegas happy,” Duncan says unabashedly. “We are also not above kidnapping.”

“So does that mean you’re moving in?” Linus asks, smirking.

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