Triplet Alphas Gifted Luna

Chapter 37 Homecoming

Thea went all out for the welcome home party for the pack members returning from their military service. Now that she knew they had gone into the military to join her protection detail, she felt even more obligated to make them feel appreciated. Signs were made and placed outside as well as inside the pack house. 

“You Belong Here.”

 “ Welcome Home.” 

“Glad You’re Back.”

 “We’re Proud of You.”

She oversaw the preparation of their individual rooms in the pack house. Even though it made her uncomfortable, and she was sure she would end up disappointing them all, she understood that they saw her as some kind of demi-god, savior, or angel incarnate. 

She knew being in their rooms and leaving her scent there would mean a lot to them. Proof that this person they think the world of had been there, thinking of them. She didn’t believe she was whatever they thought she was, but she knew they venerated her. It was the least she could do to repay the time they’d put into keeping her safe. ¢

She made sure their closets were stocked with clothes. She found out their favorite colors, styles, and had the rooms decorated to suit them.

She put a welcome basket in each of their rooms with foods they didn’t get to eat overseas. Toiletries—if their preferred was known, that’s what she put in—if not, something nice. 

A nice grooming kit for their trademark clean-cut looks. Apad of stationery and a fancy pen with their name on it. On the first page of each pad, Thea wrote “Bucket List” at the top. She put a sticky note on it and wrote: “Write down all the things you want to do now that you’re home. We’ll do our best to make them happen.”

She encouraged all the pack members to do something—writing a note of thanks, or “glad to have you home,” or something personal if they knew the returning soldier. Those notes went in their rooms as well. Some were sticky notes she put on their walls.

She dedicated a wall in the Dining Hall to the returning soldiers. The four fresh from the military—Anders, Shaw, Channing, and Kurt— and the men doing private investigation, security, and bodyguarding — Dolf, Callan, Dillon, Ryker, Ethan, and Garrin. She put up a picture of each of them, surrounded by remembrances of each one. Nice things people have said about them. Anyone could add to it. She was glad so many people had nice things to contribute. She didn’t remember much about them.

gifts, notes, or surprises around for the triplets to find. She

as their favorite superheroes to show the returning soldiers that’s

Finally a convoy pulled up. The men got out of the vehicles to roaring

a handshake and a hug. As the future leaders, the triplets were

to be part of the team that protected their mate, they had a bigger interest in them. Were they good enough to be on the team? Did they care enough? If so, how do they best honor them and keep them motivated? The men knew they had to impress and prove themselves too. A lot was going

triplets, representing her absent parents and as the assumed future Luna. When the first returning soldier got to her, he froze. She could tell he wanted to kneel before her, but she

the pictures she’d hung. She

the time they devoted to her, sacrificing so much of their own lives for a cause they believed in. It weighed heavy on her shoulders, especially since she didn’t think that cause

home as heroes. She had to act the part. She bit back the

She gripped his hand firmly with both of

parents and myself, thank you for your service,” Thea said.

looked at her with adoration in his eyes, like deigning to speak to him had made the last decade worth it. She hoped he didn’t

Anders said, a huge smile growing on his face. She couldn’t help but smile back at the pure joy he emanated.

feel the energy of the pack strengthening

pack gave you

reluctantly let go of the hand he didn’t think he’d be lucky enough to hold again. He was sure the boost of energy he received

same for the rest of

smiled big and kept

this tall,” Garrin said. He put his other hand out

been only five or six years old. Now, look at you. Little Thea, our future Luna, all

“I train,” Thea said.

to

a hand on Garrin’s shoulder. Garrin