“Not that anyone asked me, but I’m also enjoying myself.” Crew grins. “Thank you, Davis, for setting this up for Kiara. It was a lot more fun than I thought it would be.”
Davis’s smile is beautiful as he stares at my omega. “This courtship isn’t just about convincing you we’re the pack for you, Crew. It’s also about convincing Kiara of the same thing. A lot of packs would cater to the omega’s desires only, but that’s not the kind of pack we are.
“I’d know that best since I’m in a pack with two alphas that I adore but who drive me crazy on the regular. They’ve never been selfish men, but as we know, alphas and omegas have to deal with hormones that can overrule their brains. Kiki and I don’t have those same instincts overriding us. You being my scent match makes it a bit more intense for me, but it’s not the same. It’s my job to make sure we’re considering both of you.”
I grin up at Davis. “It’s our job to make sure the rest of the pack doesn’t devolve into the worst of their designation’s instincts. This will be much easier with a second beta in the pack.”
“That’s my thinking as well.” He boops my nose.
“Thank you, Davis.” The seriousness in Crew’s tone has both of us turning to look at him.
Davis’s smile falls away. “You already said that.”
Crew nods. “I know I did, but I don’t think you understand why I’m thanking you. Yes, it’s about thinking of Kiara when your focus could be on me, but it’s more than that. You understand each other in a way that Alexander, Mason, and I can’t. Thank you for loving Kiara and for being that touchstone for her.”
“You don’t need to thank me for that,” Davis says softly, cupping Crew’s face in his hand before leaning in to kiss him.
Crew hums, following Davis as he pulls away. “But I’m going to anyway.”
Davis chuckles before leaning down to kiss me. He pulls away too soon, but I can’t complain when they surround me in their warmth.
This isn’t exactly how I saw this date going, but I can’t say I’m disappointed in the least.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Mason
Irub my damp hands against my shorts, hating that I’m so damn nervous about this date.
Alexander and Davis have had their solo dates with Crew and Kiara already, and it feels like a lot to live up to their dates.
Not that it’s a competition, but I don’t want to fuck up the momentum we have going with the two of them. I’d never be able to face my pack mates if I ruined this.
Hell, I wouldn’t be able to face myself if I fucked this up.
As soon as Akira told us Kiara was moving back with Crew in tow, I knew we needed to do everything we could to make Kiara ours. I wasn’t sure how Crew would fit into it—I sure as hell never thought he’d be our scent match—but I knew that anyone Kiara loved would be easy for us to love too.
I was right.
Crew is sassy and more than a handful. Add Kiara, and they’re trouble for days.
But I wouldn’t trade them for anything.
Now I just need to make sure not to fuck up our date. It should be simple, right?
“Mace?”
Kiara’s quiet voice has my head jerking up to find her and Crew standing at the bottom of the stairs, staring at me.
Shit.
Were they talking to me while I was giving myself the worst pep talk ever?
See? I’m already fucking this up.
“You both look amazing,” I tell them, forcing a smile, and it’s not a lie.
Kiara is in another of the short, flirty sundresses she seems to favor. This one is black with cherries, and it turns my forced smile into a genuine one.