Cameron leans closer like he wants to share in on the trouble too. Her body stiffens, jerking back as his eyes flash in confusion. He has scared her without meaning to and I can see him easing back in his seat, hands up to show her she was okay.

Sadie frowns like she’s not sure why she reacted like that, blinking for a second before turning and sitting still for the rest of the car ride. Her silence has us all on edge. The knowledge that she was still jumpy with people weighing heavy.

How was I going to fix this?

At the house, she lets Jace offer her a hand to help her from the seat of the truck but moves away from him towards Cameron. Her small hand reaches out and slides in his fingers as she leans in whispering something to him.

I guess he’s already forgiven.

Cameron, who hates being touched, lifts her hand, nodding at what she said and kissing her knuckles before walking with her into the house.

He looks thrilled she’s not mad at him now. Happy that the flinch in the truck had been forgotten and she is seeking his touch now. But I still watch them, feeling unsure.

Have we pushed her too far?

This was why this was a bad idea. We didn’t know enough abouther and now we were all just going to date her together? None of us were exactly omega experts.

Terrible idea to just pick one and have her live with us.

There would be so many hoops to jump through and if we were having her live with us this was official courting. Official courting meant paperwork at Omega Services so that our pack wasn’t in trouble and nothing could be used against us.

Omega safety was taken very seriously and omega rights were being pushed at all packs. All the new regulations were one of the reasons pack relationships weren’t as popular now. One on one relationships were becoming more normal.

Sadie deserved to have us register and be serious about her, especially being scent mates.

We had to do this for her.

“I don’t even know all your names. I know Cameron, Jace, and Anthony. But who is this?” Her eyes were on Jace, avoiding me like she was mad at us all and yet holding me personally responsible for everyone.

Jace was handing her a bottle of water. Cameron helped her sit down as she toed off her shoes, letting them fall below her. She was already getting comfortable without realizing what she was doing.

Good. She knew she was home.

Anthony’s hoodie was still on the counter where we all had been sniffing it constantly but it didn’t look out of place and I hoped we didn’t embarrass ourselves if she asked about it.

“The big guy who had you over his shoulder is Paxton. We’re still house training him as he gets used to life outside of his cave.” Jace says, earning a smile from her, which she tries to cover up by taking a sip of her water.

I like her here.

It’s that missing piece of our house. Already her soft scent is filling the air and it makes it feel like this is really home now.

The bad mood I’m in has lessened since seeing her swinging her sock clad feet back and forth and looking like this is where she belonged the whole time.

“You’re doing a terrible job at house training him. He looks like hepisses on things and says mine.” She jokes before a small yawn exits her mouth and a softer pout comes onto her face, “I know you all want to screw me. But I need to sleep. I have work in a few hours.” She says it like it’s not a big deal.

I hate that she says it like we just want to have sex with her and that it’s not a big deal.

It’s a huge deal.

“We can bang Friday night if that works for you. I can come over after work and we can get it over with. I’ll bring a copy of my STD check. You all have to wear condoms. I don’t mess around and find out.” She slides off the stool that’s too high for her and lands with a soft thud, looking at Cameron again like she can see he needs the extra attention from her. “Can you show me where to sleep?”

All of us look at him.

He needs to show her to the guest room and not his room but Cameron is ignoring us. Mentally I wonder if we can all fit in his bed if he takes her there because there isn’t a chance we are letting him have her.

“I know you like your space but do you want the guest room by Paxton or you can share my room with me?” Bold little fucker suggests.

He’s been hogging the scent marked hoodie and now he wants to hog our scent mate.