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the shit I did last night, you’d know

where I was coming from,” Skyler said as he walked back to the table

with a plate of sausage.

Josef nudged his arm. “That little guy is Erik. He’s Devon and

Viktor’s little brother and a pain in the ass at times.”

Cole looked at the younger man who stuck his tongue out at Josef

then turned a bright smile toward him. He gave a friendly nod of

acknowledgment.

The mouthwatering smells of food floated in front of Cole’s face,

and his stomach let out a loud growl. Embarrassed, he shifted on his

feet.

“You hungry?” Josef asked, and Cole nodded. “Then let’s have a

seat. You can get to know everyone else a little better.”

Cole had just filled his plate and was taking a bite when two other

men walked into the room. They were the two who were at the bar with Josef last night. He met them briefly before he and Josef took

off.

“Good morning, my lovely family,” the one named Viktor greeted

everyone. “Such a lovely day.”

“If you say lovely one more time, I swear I’m going to skewer you

with my fork,” Skyler grumbled as he stabbed his fork into his waffle. Viktor whistled low then said, “Touchy.”

“Forgive him, Vik,” Devon said. “It would appear the newlyweds

kept him up all night with their humping.”

Viktor looked between him and Josef and smiled. “Nice!” He held

up his hand and Josef high-fived him. Cole did the same when the

man held out his hand.

“So, Cole, tell us about yourself,” Devon said, his eyes assessing

Cole. “I can smell that you’re a wolf so no use hiding that. But I have

to ask, where’s your pack?”

Ever since he made his scent known to Josef, he hadn’t thought to

mask it again, so it was no surprise Devon could smell him. He

wouldn’t take that simple joy away from his mate because in order to

hide it from others, he had to hide it from Josef. He might as well see

what this alpha wanted from him.

“There’s not that much to tell,” Cole said like it was no big deal.

“I had a falling out with my father, and I chose to move away.” “I’m sorry to hear that.” Devon’s eyes softened, and Cole believed

the man was being sincere.

Knowing it would come out sooner than later, Cole wanted to

admit his omega status just to get it over with. “Thank you, but there’s

more to my story.” He darted his eyes toward Josef, and his mate gave

a slow nod. “I’m an omega, and that plus some other things were the

stem to all my problems with my father.”

“Omega.” Devon repeated the word like it was nothing. “That’s

cool.”

“That’s all you have to say?” Cole was shocked by Devon’s

reaction. Most alphas would find that extremely interesting. “Cole, I don’t know if you have noticed but we’re not your

traditional pack here.” Devon shrugged his shoulders. “You’re an

omega, so what?”

“Excuse me, what’s an omega?” Devon’s mate, Aiden, asked. “Babe, an omega is like a peacekeeper within a pack.” Devon

wiped his mouth clean with a napkin then relaxed back in his chair,

draping an arm over his mate’s shoulders. “Back in the day, like

before I was even born, wolves strictly traveled in packs, and they

were made up of an alpha, typically two to three betas, an omega, and

the remaining pack members were referred to as soldiers. The theory

was that it kept the pack strong and ready in case of an attack from a

neighboring pack or hunters. But the omega is the wolf in the pack

that exudes a calming agent. Not really sure how it works, but others

are more relaxed around them. Whatever need there was to fight just

fades away in their presence. But”—Devon held up a finger—“from

what I learned from my father, not every wolf is affected by an

omega’s presence. Something about evolution and how not a lot are

born anymore because of the way we as wolves adapt to the world

around us now.”

Cole was used to being considered special and prized among his

pack but not here, not with these men. Here he was just like everyone

else, and he found it a relief. He was just Cole. A wolf mated to

another wolf.

“So what am I?” Erik teasingly asked his brother.

“You, pup, are just a pain in my ass, but other than that you’re just

you.” That elicited laughs around the table. “Dad never fell into those

practices. He didn’t like to label people, and neither do I.” Devon

winked at his kid brother.

“I think I’m going to love it here,” Cole said before he realized he

spoke out loud. There was no politics among this pack. No stupid

hatred of others. These men just wanted to live their lives as

comfortably as they could. Of course hunters were still a problem, but

from what Josef said, they had an insider on the council. Aiden’s dad was a hunter, and so was the kid Erik’s mate. They were in the know

when it came to the hunters and their whereabouts.

“That’s good because you aren’t going anywhere.” Josef placed a

finger under his chin and turned Cole’s face upward and kissed him

on the mouth. “This is your home now, that is, if you want it to be. I