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.

around for the triplets to find. She had Lizzy stick love notes she’d written beforehand in their lockers.

their favorite superheroes to show the returning soldiers that’s how they saw them. They prepared an

convoy pulled up. The men

Luna Ada received each man with a handshake and a hug. As the future

soldiers for the pack but intended 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

future Luna. When the first returning soldier got to her, he froze. She could tell he wanted to kneel before her,

said, recognizing him from the pictures she’d

if he touched it. 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, especially since she didn’t think that

the time to burst their bubbles. They were proud right now. They were being welcomed home as heroes. She had to act the part. She bit

with her other hand, grabbed Anders’ wrist, and guided his hand into hers. She gripped his hand firmly with both of hers and shook it. She noticed he seemed to get taller and

behalf of my parents and myself, thank you for

to speak to him had made the last decade worth it. She hoped

be back,” Anders said, a huge smile growing on his face. She

energy of the

seemed to grow taller? Just being back in your pack gave you

the next man’s turn. Anders reluctantly let go of the hand he didn’t think he’d be lucky enough to hold again. He was

same for the rest of the men,

Garrin smiled big

time I saw you, you were only this tall,” Garrin said.

Now, look at you. Little Thea, our

“I train,” Thea said.

wait to

smiled, and Alpha Ulric put a hand on Garrin’s

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