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.

books. She started leaving little gifts, notes, or surprises around for the triplets to find. She had Lizzy stick love notes she’d written beforehand in their lockers. She rubbed the notes against her neck so the triplets could smell her scent

the day the soldiers returned, the whole pack dressed up. Adults wore nice clothes to show respect. The kids dressed up as their favorite superheroes to show the returning soldiers that’s how they saw them. They prepared an outdoor banquet, so

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

a handshake and a hug. As the future leaders, the triplets were next to their parents in the receiving

interest in them. Were they good enough to be on

the receiving line next to the triplets, representing her absent parents and as the assumed future Luna. When the

the pictures she’d hung. She held out

She felt the burden of all 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,

their bubbles. They were proud right now. They were being welcomed home as heroes. She had to act the part. She bit back the dread that she would greatly

hand into hers. She gripped his hand firmly with both

thank you for your service,”

in his eyes, like deigning to speak to him had made the last

a huge smile growing on his face. She couldn’t help but smile

energy

taller? Just being back in your 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 came from

the same for the rest of the

Garrin smiled big and

only this tall,” Garrin

Thea, our future Luna, all grown up and about

“I train,” Thea said.

wait to see

a hand on Garrin’s shoulder. Garrin let go of