Alpha Erebon ☾ Book 2

Chapter 15

Sabrina's POV

The Firwood packhouse is made entirely of logs and everything within is homemade or centuries old. They have wings for different families and a main den, all lit with fire light.

It's a beautiful old packhouse and they certainly live a unique life off grid.

But now the pack comes outside to cook over the firepits with everything they've prepared for Kayla's 3rd birthday party. She's playing rough with their eldest daughter, Abigail on the grass, practicing fight moves. They're definitely the two tomboys in Seth's family. I am reclining on an outdoor couch with Erebon, sitting right up against his side, our thighs touching. A firepit is burning in front of us while I take note of everyone around.

Alice and Noah are tagging along with Grace-Lynn who is following Jack around everywhere, Grace adores him, she talks incessantly to him about everything. They're all searching for the barn cat.

The twins, Cali and Delores are playing with dolls in the garden with Haven. Freya is picking up all the bugs she can find from the dirt and putting them in the pockets of her smock while Haven scolds Freya.

Then there was their second-eldest daughter, 9 years old, black haired Breanna, wearing grungy things to look tough but staying very close to Eliza, a momma's girl, she's also shy and doesn't like that there's so many new faces. Seth is holding 12 month old Kiara since she demanded some cuddles. Iliana is 2 and shifted to be a cub – it's the age they like to shift the most to their other form. She's curled up between Seth and Eliza on their couch, the little wolf snoozing away with her nose pressed to Eliza's knee.

It's a busy family to say the least.

Becca sits with Orpheus, Scorpeo and Caspian on another couch opposite us, while the Sub-Alphas waltz around picking out single wolves, looking for chances... they're not getting many options. Ah – like, none. To be precise.

Most of the single women are under the wing of overprotective fathers, so once again the Sub-Alphas are out of luck.

At least it's not Erebon being rejected this time.

He's put an arm around the back of the couch, but it wasn't for nothing – I happened to notice with my sharp eyes that Seth had literally just put his arm around the back of the couch near Eliza a moment ago. Seth starts to curl her hair she let loose, back behind her ear. He does it absentmindedly and leans over to kiss her on the cheek, murmuring something into her ear for her alone.

The only reason I take note of such detail – is because a moment later I feel Erebon's fingers poking my ear, before finding some strands to tuck behind it. He does it a little awkwardly and I pretend not to notice, looking hard at Becca across the fire, she notices too and is staring at us both. Becca and I are both trying not to laugh when Erebon leans in to kiss my cheek. He is copying Seth!

I turn my face toward Erebon, trying to see what he's up to. His dark eyes are reflecting the flame of the firepit, "What are you thinking?" I murmur to him.

"Since we're staying the night, and there's no light pollution out here, we could go out later and stargaze," Erebon suggests, "It would be pretty cool."

"Um, sure," I smile, "What do you usually do on a weekend night, Erebon?"

Erebon is taken back by my question, he quickly removes his arm from the back of the couch as he leans forward and puts his elbows on his knees, clasping his hands and dropping his chin into a thinking pose.

"Uh... I..."

"I send Erebon's gang out into the cities to monitor the market," Orpheus growls at me over the fire, "The Awstone market."