Finding You

The one with the fifth brother

Reader's P.O.V.

I was working on the garden when it hit me again. That funny feeling of something going amiss. Like I'd forgotten a cake in the oven, or like I was missing someone terribly, but I couldn't quite place who it was.

Either way, I felt weird. Empty. And I didn't have the guts to bring it up with any of my Alphas, too scared of them misinterpreting as me being unsatisfied despite everything they did for me.

I couldn't be more grateful. And I was happier than I ever remember being in my life. I just felt... off. And I didn't even know how to speak about it anyway, because it was something from deep within, something I couldn't identify.

Sighing, I rubbed my dirty hands on my apron, trying to get rid of the dirt and the thoughts that further intensified the weird sensation, when I turned around to get back to the house and bumped into a wall of muscle.

"Easy there." Two hands easily grabbed me, despite the very heavy-looking duffle bag hanging from his shoulder, and I could only stay where he kept me, blinking up at the stranger in shock. There stood yet another Adonis, this one with longer hair that cascaded over his face, but the same blue eyes that I'd grown accustomed to look into during many nights of bliss.

I felt the immediate urge to run my fingers through his locks, but I managed to restrain myself just in time.

"... Who are you?" I blurted out, deeply confused and not understanding my body's reaction to the stranger since my heart was pounding but I didn't feel the slightest bit scared.

The man just chuckled, eyes running over me lazily before he bothered to answer, "I'm the other brother." And that's when I blanked.

There was just no way in hell. Another brother? Poor pussy, RIP me.

But then again, maybe I was getting ahead of myself. No one had even told me about this man, there was a big chance he wouldn't want me, wouldn't need me like his brothers did.

I tried not to dwell on why that thought made me sad, and the boys's arrival helped me do just that.

"Ari!" Frank yelled, running out of the cabin in our direction. "You're here!" It was a mess of hugs and pats on the back all around. Meanwhile, I just stood there, blinking at the men who called themselves my Alphas and the stranger who I had never heard about before.

The uniform made it easy to understand where he'd been. What I couldn't get is why no one had ever mentioned him to me - and while we're at it, why seeing his muscles move underneath that fabric was making me so damn wet.

"Want some help with that duffle?" Steve offered, but the man (Ari, apparently - at least that's what Frank had called him) shook him off.

"Nah, I got it." He took a few steps in the direction of our cabin, but then he seemed to remember that I was still standing right there. Looking over his shoulder, he sent me a wink that had me creaming my panties. "I'm looking forward to making your acquaintance, kitten."

I cursed under my breath, jumping out of the way as the hot water I was pouring to make the coffee almost burned me, due to my shaky hands. "Is there something wrong, honey?" It was Andy's gentle voice that reached me, and I could hear the worry in his tone. "You've never been this clumsy..."

The boys had been eagerly catching up on the large dining table that separated the living room from the kitchen, and it was clear that Ari was just as excited to learn all of the news, since despite having dropped his luggage on his room (one of the doors that had always been locked since I arrived), he didn't change out of that damn uniform.

Unfortunately for me, Andy's question brought everyone's attention to my lack of dexterity. And even more unfortunately, Steve was still able to read me like a book.