19. Grayson

19

Grayson

We're barely upstairs before Blake is settled in the middle of the couch with Luca straddling his thighs, his head tucked into the Omega's shoulder. I never realized how fucking gorgeous they were together, nor how much smaller Luca is. Blake is gently rubbing his cheek along the top of Luca's head, the smaller Omega sighing every few seconds until it becomes this rhythmic purr of satisfaction. I wish I was settled right next to them, holding them both but that will have to wait.

"How long have they been like that?" Maceo asks, effectively ruining the moment.

I plop onto one of the bar stools and run my hands through my hair before pulling it into some kind of messy bun that would make a Valley girl jealous. Luther watches me with interest before his attention is stolen by our Omegas who are basically just petting each other. "Since we picked Luca up yesterday."

I shake my head. "Not exactly. They've been like that since before Luca presented. They've been close as fuck for years but this level of attachment is new." I have no doubt that it has more to do with the recent trauma than the fact I somehow missed that these two were bonded, as rare as it is.

Maceo blows out a low whistle, grinning when I glare at him. His laidback attitude grates on my nerves for completely different reasons than why Luther used to despise him. I refuse to admit that Luca's claim earlier was true for more than just him.

The Beta absolutely smells like honey and warm tea and it's more comfortable than I want it to be. Maceo pisses me off because my body wants him and sitting here at half mast, I can't tell if it's because of our Omegas or Maceo or all three. I'm confused.

The worst part is that Maceo is wholly unaffected by the scents in this room or he's just an excellent actor. "An Omega bond isn't easily broken. I'm surprised Blake didn't cry bloody murder when Luca left."

I think back to our college days and realize that in his own way, Blake did pitch a fit. It was just the kind of fit a 21-year-old throws that I thought was more Omega bullshit. It was before I mated Blake and before I was smart enough to fight for what I wanted. Granted, my parents are in no way as influential as Luca's and I wouldn't have been able to change anything.

"There was definitely something," I finally say. "But the bond didn't really snap in place, I guess? I have no idea how any of this works but Blake absolutely had a meltdown this morning and with the way they're holding each other, I don't think they're going to want to be separated any time soon." Which means that wherever Luca makes his nest is where we're going to be spending the most of our time.

Maceo shifts uncomfortably as he gestures to the front door. "We don't need to talk about it. Yes, I heard it and yes, I'm ignoring it. Lone wolf, remember? Just, both of you, don't pick up any calls from Hudson. Don't interact with him, taunt him, meet him. He's going to be a pain in your ass until he gets Luca back. Which he won't . Just be careful. Hudson is a sneaky fuck."

I frown at the Beta, Luther matching my expression. "What are you talking about?"

"Luca isn't the first Omega he's done this too but hopefully it will be the last. Now, take care of them because fuck, it stinks in here." Maceo waves a playful hand in front of his nose but I can see the way his nostrils are flaring and the way his jaw tightens when Luca's scent thickens slightly. He slips out the front door, leaving me to look over at the chaos we've brought into the house.

Luca is resting his back against Blake's chest, his head tilted as Blake whispers something in his ear. There's a small smile on both of their faces and then a giggle, a pure sound coming from Luca's lips that cements his place here.

Luther steps up behind me and wraps his arms around my waist before pressing a kiss to my cheek. "Are you ready for this?"

"I want to be. Blake already knows what he wants. As for Luca, when he was here this morning, he had a really hard time making decisions. I think we're going to have to push… gently and that's not my forte." I can feel Luther's excitement as he kisses my cheek again before starting to nibble on my ear. That's when I bring up a conversation that neither one of us wants to dwell on. "Blake was really pale at the station, Luther. I'm concerned that this added stress is going to be bad for him and we both know he's going to throw everything into making Luca comfortable."

"One day at a time. It'll be difficult because we've let Blake run his show for so long. We've got a little time to figure it out. I left Bryant in charge for tomorrow so none of us are expected in the office."

I weather a laugh as I lean back against my Alpha. "Bryant, as in the code guy? God, I love the Alpha but he'll either blow up the building or create a masterpiece."

"I'm going to hope he can just keep everything in one piece." Luther kisses me one last time before nodding to the stove. "Let's figure out dinner while they figure out the nest situation."