18. Nash

As soon as Mason's phone rang, we were on our feet and running out the door. Mason said that Radley was going through the change, so we shifted and took off through the woods. It's the quickest way to get to her, and I don't give a fuck if we see anyone on the way.

When we start getting closer, the bond gets stronger, and her pain almost brings me down. I remember the first shift, and it was brutal. Your body has to get used to what's happening, and it's better after that, but I vividly remember hoping for death. Her scream rips through the night, and we push ourselves even harder. When we bust through the trees at her Grandma's, Radley is on all fours in the dirt, breathing so hard that I'm afraid she might pass out. Her grandma is standing to the side and doesn't even bat an eye when three huge wolves appear in her driveway.

"Radley," Mason speaks through the bond. Her head snaps up, and her eyes are glowing a bright yellow. "I know it hurts, Little wolf, but I need you to focus on the pain. It will help you shift."

"I can't!"

Mason walks closer and lays in front of her, so they're eye to eye. "Yes, you can. Focus on it, and the shift will happen much faster. Let it take over." She screams again, and Bryce whimpers at my side. I move closer until our bodies are touching. "Good girl. Focus, and show us that beautiful wolf."

Radley lays down on her side and pulls her legs against her chest. She wraps her arms around them and buries her face in her knees, screaming so loud that the hair on my nape stands on end. One second, Radley is lying there, and the next, her body jerks and shimmers, and her wolf busts through her clothes. Her coat is red like her hair and as gorgeous as I imagined. She shakes her fur out, and I know how good that feels. Mason gets to his feet in front of her, and even in her wolf form, he still towers over her.

"How do you feel?"

"Weird, but not bad. Why are my eyes yellow?"

"You haven't claimed a pack yet,"I answer, taking a slow step forward. "When you do, they'll turn red like ours."

"You're beautiful, Radley," Bryce says, walking beside me.

I look over to check on her grandma, and she's staring at Radley in awe. I move beside Radley's car to cover myself and shift to human form. "She did good," I tell her. "She's okay."

"She's magnificent." Her grandma turns toward me, and her eyes widen. "Wow. You're still big like that."

I chuckle even though my cheeks heat. "Yes, Ma'am. By the way, I'm Nash."

"I remember seeing you around town. Are you sure she's okay?"

"She did amazing. She'll want to run now."

"Thank you for coming. I had no clue what to do." She pushes her red hair off her forehead with a shaky hand. "I've never seen someone in that much pain."

"It will be effortless now. The first shift is the hardest."

"Take care of her. She told me what was going on, and she called her mom. I'm assuming that's what caused this."

"It probably was. Emotions are a big part of our shifts if we don't control them."

"I'm glad she has you guys." Bryce bounds over in wolf form, and her grandma laughs. "Oh my." She reaches a tentative hand out, and Bryce lowers his head. She scratches between his ears, and he lets his tongue lull out of the side of his mouth, making her laugh again. "Aren't you adorable? Bryce, I presume?" He gives a short bark in answer. "This is all so amazing."

"You aren't afraid?" You won't find many humans who would take this in stride.

"Of you guys? No. Radley might be upset with you, but she trusts you, so I do, too."

"We didn't mean to hurt her."

"I know you didn't, and she does, too. That couldn't have been easy information to carry around. Go for your run."

"Thank you," I say sincerely. She could have easily turned Radley against us, but she understands that we did what we thought was right. She nods in answer, and I shift back.

"You want to run?" Bryce asks eagerly.

Radley is still getting used to being on four legs, but she's doing better than Bryce did on his first shift. "That sounds awesome. I need to apolo?—"

"No, you don't," Mason cuts her off. "We'll talk about it later, but you have nothing to apologize for. Let's stretch your legs."

Mason takes off into the woods with Bryce and Radley behind him. I take up the rear so I can watch our surroundings. We have no idea where the rogues are lurking, so Mason leads her back toward the cabin. We have more control over that area, and we"re just lucky that her grandma is so close to our land so we could get to her.

Mason leads her around until she starts to slow down. We stop with her, and I can feel the confusion rolling off her in waves.

"How do I change back?"

"Think about your human form and just go toward it," Mason explains. "After your first few shifts, you'll be able to do it without much thought."

"Will it hurt?" Her voice is so small that we all move in on her at the same time.

"Not at all, and it won't even hurt when you shift back to your wolf the next time," Bryce answers.

"Okay." It takes a few minutes, and then Radley's naked human form is standing in front of us. We all shift back with her, and she takes a deep breath. "That was intense."

"We're sorry we weren't there when it first started," I say. None of us reaches out to her because we don't know where we stand. She might have tried to apologize for her actions, but that doesn't mean she's forgiven us yet. "Do you want to go inside?"

Radley bites her lip and shifts from foot to foot. "We do need to talk."

"I'll grab you some clothes." Bryce takes off for the house before she can answer. I'm proud of him for thinking ahead and trying to make her as comfortable as possible. He's back within seconds with a shirt and some shorts. "They're mine."

Radley slides them on gratefully and follows us into the house. We get dressed and meet back in the living room. She's already in the big chair by the couch with her legs tucked underneath her. We get comfortable on the couch, waiting for her to talk.

"I found out that his name is Daniel, and my dad knows. Also, I'm pretty sure my mom knows about wolves. She didn't say the words, but the meaning was there."

"We should have told you, and we would have before we marked you. We just didn't know how," Mason explains. "We found out when we realized you were our mate."

"I get it." She runs her fingers through her hair. "I can't even really blame you for hiding it. It just hurt to find out that you did know."

"Please don't reject us," Bryce blurts out.

"I can't say that thought didn't cross my mind, but that was the anger talking. Is there anything else you guys are hiding from me?"

"Nothing at all," I assure her.

"So, I'm an omega." She says it like she's finally accepting it. "What does that mean?"

"That means we'll worship the ground you walk on. We would have anyway, but this just makes the mate bond that much stronger," Bryce answers.

Radley twirls hair around her finger, thinking. "Is that why I get so wet? Because I'm an omega?"

Mason nods. "It's your body getting you ready for an alpha's knot. It's why you accepted Nash's and mine at the same time. It's also why you feel almost out of control. It's almost like you're going into heat."

"Oh," Radley breathes.

Mason clears his throat. "Radley, we still want you as our mate. None of this changes a damn thing for us. You would have been our mate even if you were human. You are ours, and we are yours. You just have to accept it. Can you do that after everything that happened?"

"I can't even really blame you guys. This is on my piece of shit mom."

"What else did she say?" I ask.

"Nothing, really. Just when it happened and what his name was. Have you ever heard of Daniel? She said he was just passing through."

We all exchange a look, and Mason looks back at Radley. "If he was just passing through, that means he was most likely a rogue. Packs don't travel like that. Once we find someplace to call home, we usually stay."

I watch her face pale. "You don't think it was the guy from the diner, do you?"

"That thought crossed our minds," I answer honestly. "But we don't think so."

"The rogue could have also given her a false name. He wasn't trying to breed her on purpose, or he would have come back by now. Does your mom have the same gift as you? The clairvoyance?" Mason asks.

"Grandma said she does, but it's not as strong as the other generations or mine. She also never uses it. She convinced me as a child that I just had an overactive imagination."

"We'll ask my dad," Mason says. "I promise we'll get all the information we can, Little wolf."

Radley pauses and then laughs. "That name makes so much sense now. And so does Pup. You guys were telling me in your own way."

"We were," Mason says. "Now come here." He holds his arms out, and to my surprise, Radley gets up without question and curls into his lap. Bryce lays his head on her thigh, and I throw my arm around Bryce and grab her other leg. "We'll make this up to you."

"You have nothing to make up for." She buries her fingers in Bryce's curls, and his eyes close in bliss. "I should have heard you guys out, but after everything in the diner and then finding that out, I was at the end of my patience." She lays her lips against Mason's, and he readily accepts the kiss. When he deepens it, she moans, and I feel it like a caress. The longer they kiss, the more her arousal fills the room. I look down at Bryce's lap, and he's already rock-hard. "Please fuck me," she whispers against Mason's lips. "Make me forget."

Mason stands up and twists her body around so she'll wrap her legs around his waist. He walks toward the bedroom, leaving Bryce and me to follow behind him. As soon as Radley's feet hit the ground, she starts tearing at Mason's clothes. I step behind her and shove the shorts from her hips. When I jerk the shirt over her head, she spins around and starts undressing me. "Goddamn, Pup."

"I need you." She pushes my shorts off and wraps a hand around my cock, stroking. "I need this big cock inside me."

"Holy shit," Bryce groans, and she turns to him. They meet with a crash of lips and, between them, get his clothes off. I step back behind her and run my hands down her arms.

"Do you trust us?" I ask.

"Yes." There's no hesitation, and it gives me so much hope for our future.

"Get on the bed and let Bryce fuck that pretty pussy." I look at Bryce, and he's practically vibrating. "Let her ride you while you're on your knees." I have an idea so we can all be connected because that's what we need. Mason nods in my direction, already following where I'm going with this.

Radley and Bryce climb onto the bed. Bryce sits back on his heels, and Radley clambers onto his lap, already reaching for his cock. She isn't even waiting for the foreplay. She needs this as much as we do. Radley sinks down on Bryce's cock with a sigh and starts grinding against him. His fingers dig into her gorgeous ass, squeezing her cheeks. I get on the bed behind Radley, and Mason climbs on behind Bryce.

"You think you can take me inside you with him?" I ask, kissing the side of her neck. "You want us to stretch that pussy?"

"Yes. Please. Oh fuck." Radley moves forward so I can shuffle my knees under her. Grabbing the base of my cock, I line up beside Bryce and lift my hips. The head of my cock squeezes inside of her, and I have to breathe through my nose so I don't come on the spot. She's tight around us, and being able to feel Bryce there, too, makes me crazy. I feel her body start to accept me, and then she's lowering herself on my cock, taking me all the way in.

"Lean against my chest, Pup." I lead her back and move closer.

"Lift up, Little Beta," Mason says, already massaging lube onto his cock. Bryce does what he says, and I watch his face crease with pleasure as Mason pushes into his asshole.

"Does he feel good?" Radley whispers, running her fingers through Bryce's hair.

"So fucking good."

"I can feel you jerking inside me," Radley moans. She braces her feet on the bed and lifts slightly. "Fuck us."

I start and get a rhythm going, and then Mason starts to move. I drop the block on the bond, and they do the same. The feelings slam into me, and it's like I can feel what they all do at the same time. It fills my vision with a red haze, and I know my eyes will be glowing. I gently graze Radley's neck with my teeth, dying to sink into her pale skin.

"Fuck," Mason grunts, feeling the same as me. The tension in this room is so fucking thick that you could choke on it. My cock gets harder, my nipples get hard, and my toes curl. It's the most intense thing that I've ever felt.

"Oh my fucking God," Radley moans. Her wetness soaks my thighs, and it makes it even hotter.

Our bodies are already dripping with sweat, but I can tell we aren't even close to being done.

I could stay like this all fucking night.