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“Okay. Good. Then we’re heading to the master suite.” He hesitates. “I got permission from Evelyn and the rest of your parental pack. We’re only using the bathroom and the sitting room. They’ve asked that we not enter the bedroom—especially the nest.”

A shiver runs through Kiara as she gags. “As if we’d want to.”

“That’s what I told them.” Alexander chuckles. “Shall we?”

He leads us down the hallway and into the other wing. Yes, this place is big enough for wings—at least two of them.

Ren’s room used to be in the parental pack’s wing, but once he turned eight, he got to choose a new room in the wing whereMason, Kiara, and Delilah have rooms. Kiara said it was the same for Mason and Delilah.

It takes a few minutes to traverse across the house because it’s massive, but when we reach the master suite, we find the door already cracked open. Soft light and quiet music filter out of the room, and I’m bursting at the seams to find out what Alexander has planned for us.

Stepping into the room, I’m surprised to find three women standing there next to three tables. “Oh.”

Alexander glances between the two of us, as if gauging our reactions before shrugging. “I thought we’d have a home spa night. I’ve arranged multiple things for us, but if you don’t want to do any of them, just let me know. I figured we could start the night with massages.”

“Oh, hell yes,” I moan, grabbing the hem of my shirt and pulling it off. “Just tell me which table is mine.”

Kiara giggles, grabbing my shirt when I go to throw it to the side. “Why don’t you wait until they tell us to undress before stripping down?”

I glance at the massage therapists, wrinkling my nose when I see their eyes averted.

“Yeah, that’s probably a good idea. Sorry, I didn’t mean to make anyone uncomfortable. It’s just been a really long time since I’ve had a massage.”

The oldest woman, who I’m guessing is in her forties, laughs. “It’s quite all right. We were made aware that this date night is part of your intended pack’s courting, and we don’t want anyone to be uncomfortable. We’re quite used to naked people on our tables.”

That causes me to snort, and I decide I like her. “Well, I’m Crew, and I think I’d like you to take care of my massage.”

“My name is Lila, and I’m perfectly happy with that arrangement as long as Alpha Alexander is?”

Alexander scoffs. “We can knock that shit off right now, Lila. You’re acting like you didn’t babysit my ass when I was younger. Shit, don’t tell my mama I cussed at you. The other two women are her daughters, Jessica and Hayden.”

Both women seem to be about my age, and I wonder if Lila is older than she looks—not that it matters.

“It’s nice to see you again, Hayden.” Kiara smiles at one of the two brunettes. “Hayden and I were in some classes together in school. Jessica had already graduated.”

Which makes her older than I thought.

“We’ll step into the hallway,” Lila says, stepping toward the door. “The three of you can strip down to your level of comfort and get under the sheets. Kiara, do you have a preference on who does your massage?”

“No, I’m good with whoever.”

Lila nods. “Perfect. Once you’re settled, just call out, and we’ll get started.”

As soon as the door shuts behind them, I push my trunks off. I pause long enough to grab them off the floor and walk naked across the room.

A choked gargle has me turning to find Alexander staring at me with wide eyes and mouth agape.

“Oh, something you should know about me, alpha.” A wicked grin lights up my face. “I’m not shy with my body. Feel free to look all you want.”

Kiara sighs. “He really has no shame.”

My cock twitches under my alpha’s perusal as his lust-filled scent hits my nose. My eyes fall shut as I suck in a lungful. I’m going to be hard all fall, I realize. Because every time I smell anything pumpkin, it’ll remind me of my alpha.

“Damn it. A little warning next time, omega,” Alexander growls. “Unless you’re trying to send me into a rut.”

My eyes pop open, and I find he’s turned his back to us. “I mean…I’m not sure I’m against that.”

“Behave,” Kiara hisses as she climbs onto the table. She’s still wearing her bikini, but as soon as she settles under the sheet, she removes it.