Page 90 of Packed in the Fire house

Her eyebrow rose. “You don't really believe that, do you?”

I nodded. “I do.”

She sighed. “I'm pretty sure he's on his way here…”

Would a little more warning be nice? Sure, but clearly, I wasn’t going to be getting that.

“Then I guess we better get the others.” I smiled warmly.

“Rune’s feeding Luka,” Sunny mumbled.

There was no way I was going to make a big deal about it, but I knew that this was a considerable step for Sunny, as she liked to be in control of caring for Luka, understandably so. Seeing her let go a little made me happy.

However, there was a more pressing issue. I wanted Sunny's brother to like me. From what she’d told us, he was a big part of her life, and his approval, while not necessary, would be nice.

“Sunny!” a voice shouted from the entrance, making her wince.

“I think he's here,” she whispered.

Storm Sanderson was nowhere near as intimidating as he thought he was. The young alpha had come storming into my office, Blaze and Rune hot on his heels. Rune was holding Luka, who was distracted playing with his facial hair.

“Hello, you must be Storm.” I smiled at him, pulling Sunny into my side. Her body was rigid, and her worry was radiating through the bond.

“Who the hell are you?” he asked, frowning at me.

“Storm, this is Walker,” Sunny said, looking between us. “He’s part of my pack.”

Storm’s eyes widened. “How old are you?”

Ah. Yeah. The age gap probably didn’t look that good. Especially with my prematurely graying hair. “Thirty-two.”

He blanched. “You’re over a decade older than her! Is this what you do, take advantage of omegas who go through bad situations?”

My body tensed at that suggestion. How dare he say that? I knew the situation didn't look ideal, but I wasn't exactly robbing the cradle. Sunny was an adult and could make her own choices.

“Storm!” Sunny’s voice was sharp. “I suggest you stop talking to my pack mates like that. Our bonding was an accident. I went through a heat spike, I think, and I bit first. It is what it is. You can't stand there and say you haven't gone a bit off path before?—”

“A happy accident.” Blaze smirked and nodded, his dark curls bobbing as he did so. “Honestly, we were intending to court the pants off your sister once she settled down and was no longer in the firehouse, because well, she’s amazing.”

“You were going to wait until she wasn’t living at the firehouse?” Storm asked, confused.

“Of course.” Rune nodded. “If we started a relationship with an omega who was under our care after her apartment burned down, we would be lowlife scum.Thatwould be taking advantage.”

“Stum! Stum!” Luka cried happily, noticing who was in the room. He held his hands out, excited to see his uncle. He clearly hadn’t quite mastered saying his uncle’s name yet.

“Hey, munchkin.” He smiled, greeting his nephew warmly, plucking him out of Rune’s arms and giving him a cuddle.

“I’ve been taken care of here, Storm,” Sunny said in a soft voice.

Her anxiety was bouncing through the bond, and I was honestly surprised she wasn’t showing any outward signs of it, because holy fuck, I had never felt nerves like that before.

“Still, she’s nearly a decade younger than you, and you have her living at a goddamned firehouse! Sunny, you should comehome with me. You know Kennedy and the guys would love having you.”

Unexplainable rage filled me at the idea of Sunny being taken away from us, and I knew immediately that my pack mates were feeling the same.

“Storm, you know that’s not happening,” Sunny said. “Could you be separated from Kennedy?”

Storm cursed softly and deflated ever so slightly.

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