Chapter 72

Bronx's POV

We finally break for lunch after negotiating costs for various parts of the contract between Santoro Enterprises and MasonCo, which surprisingly, is a legitimate business venture for them, even though I find it extremely coincidental they bought land within wolf running distance from the northern part of our territory.

I look at my watch. It’s almost one p.m. I haven't heard any updates from Delilah or Musu. No news is good news, I guess, I think to myself as I climb the stairs to the fifth floor.

There's one security guard half a flight in front of me and two half a flight behind me as I walk. I can't believe I have to have security in my own home, but even with the wards Delilah and Lady Camille put up, we do not know if this Leticia woman could create another portal out of thin air and attack me. If I would have refused to allow the extra security, I think my ranked members would have pulled a mutiny and thrown me in the dungeon.

When we get to the top floor, I see James and Marco in front of my apartment door, talking with Tyree, who is on guard. It looks like a friendly conversation, not one for concern.

It is bizarre to see both James and Marco in casual clothes. Marco, specifically, looks a little more disheveled than I have seen him before. He's wearing a bandana over his hair, with gym shorts and a tank top. He doesn't look like he has shaved in several days. It is so weird to see him like that. Even weirder that James is always in a white polo shirt and black jeans with black trainers when he is off duty, unless he’s training. It's as casual as he gets, even though I know Delilah has bought him other colored shirts.

"Gentlemen, everything alright?" I ask as I approach.

"Yes Alpha,” Marco says, "I am here to get Musu. I made her lunch. We were just catching up with Tyree before we went in.”

"Yeah, I asked Mrs. Miller to have some food brought up for Delilah and me. We are going to eat here while Musu is with Marco. Just waiting for the food to get here.”

"Alright, well, why don't we go in and let the ladies know it’s lunchtime," I say, unlocking the door.

James and Marco follow me into the silent apartment. Musu's laptop is on the coffee table, but she is nowhere to be seen. We can smell all three of their scents, so we know they are here somewhere. I walk to the partially open bedroom door and quietly push it open.

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are all intertwined with each other on the giant king sized bed. Kas's Luna instincts kicked in at some point because I see she has her arms protectively around her friends, who look happy, serene, and safe with their arms draped over

Marco asks as he steps forward. James is directly behind him with a concerned look. I turn and put my finger to my lips,

looking at our mates for a few moments, wondering

looks like the best sleep she's

a mind link, "Is it safe though? For Delilah and Musu to

You've seen how big Codi is and

glowed in her sleep? She's so

any safer," Marco shrugs, "Two pregnant she- wolves and a

talk to both of you about, anyway. Looks like they had something to drink. Let

Kas looks. It reminds me of a picture I have somewhere of Lenora and me with Mom when we were little kids. We are all sleeping and Mom is hugging her pups tightly on her lap. Kas has

way out of the room, James closes the door

questions. There is a hint of annoyance

one of them, "Milkshakes with

and Marco's faces. These two are going to be the most protective fathers

the dining room table

in front of him on the table. I'm glad I have finally broken his habit of calling me Aloha when we are

guards? I want to make sure you have more time with your families and I want to change your roles a bit too. Especially with everything going on right now,” I lean back in my seat and

of his skills brushed up and have him go through a few training sessions with Kas to make

"Kas seems comfortable with him, so as long as

one of his guys and have Ashley discuss his new role with him," I rap with my knuckles on

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