Page 150 of Alpha for Four

“Yep. Shelving and chairs. They’re willing to wait to get those decorative elements you offered.”

“Great.” Sorcha knitted his brows together. “I’ll have to think through the best way to place the glass bits. I’ve been waiting for just the right project to use the aqua-colored ones.”

“I’m sure whatever you do will be amazing,” Jax said.

Ronan loved observing Sorcha and Jax’s unique relationship, grounded in their shared creativity. The notoriety of their family aided in the early success of their custom-built furniture and home interiors business, but the work itself stood on its own merits. Jax and Sorcha’s unique pieces graced homes, businesses, and public spaces. His pregnancies had kept Sorcha from working as much as he might have otherwise, but none of them regretted that trade-off.

Ronan took Wyn and Mesa into the den where Zander, Nino, and Jay were huddled under a blanket watching something loud and obnoxious. Niall had set them up with popcorn and other treats meant to keep them occupied during their older brothers’ party.

Tucking Wyn and Mesa into Zander’s arms, reminding the boys that Mesa was still little, Ronan thought about how odd it was that he was in a room with five of his children, and four of them were betas. Six years ago, he’d had no beta children, and now he had more of them than alphas or omegas, mirroring society. Not that it mattered. Thankfully, his beta boys had the best examples in Niall and Jax.

In the kitchen, the five men passed around Reign and Shyla, keeping the babies happy while enjoying the last of the deliciouscake Brinn had sent over from Fontaine’s. The omega had taken over the business a few years ago. He was still happily single, remaining one of Dayson’s most loyal clients.

Dayson had finally given in to Mikel’s pleas for matrimony. The two of them had married a few years back and were now the proud parents of a doe-eyed beta who Ronan guessed would be great friends with his boys growing up.

Life was so good, sometimes he couldn’t believe his luck. Other times, he was so tired and overwhelmed, he wasn’t sure how he would get through another day. Then he’d look at his partners and know exactly how.

With them. Together.

They would get through anything with loads of laughter, plenty of hard work, and more love than he’d ever imagined possible.

Reign crawled into his lap and smacked his chubby hands against Ronan’s cheeks.

Yes. This was his life.

Love that grew bigger every day.

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