Mason


    | hated being this f ucking jealous, especially of Xander, but bitterness surged all the way up my throat as ! watched my half-


    brother move through the kitchen, pausing to press a kiss to Lanie’s hair, then baby Ste on herp. Hell, | even hated the way


    he casually ran a hand along Zane’s back and shoulders when he moved


    around the other man at the counter, where he was grabbing tes from the cupboard.


    They were all so clearly a unit, and L..f uck. Who was in all of this? An outsider. Interloper. | might also be the true Alpha because


    we shared a father, but that didn’t make me part of what they all shared.


    “They''ve known each other a long, long time, Mason. That''s all” Gabri murmured by my side as she hitched ina on one hip.


    The baby fussed and gnawed a fist until Gabri soothed her


    My baby. No actual blood rtion to Gabri at all, yet the woman clearly loved the little girl. The same as | loved Ste, despite


    knowing | hadn’t fathered her.


    Isaac squirmed, fussing in my arms as | nced at the woman my father had been married to. The one. he’d betrayed. Xander


    had grown up with a mother, a father. He had a Beta.


    But Lanie Lanie was mine.


    Lanie looked up at me as | thought the word. Her eyes narrowed and her head tilted, but she didn’t say anything. She crooked a


    finger at me.


    “Mason. Bring the baby here. He needs to be fed.”


    “Don’t they always?” | joked.


    Between the three infants, it sometimes felt like all we did was rotate through feeding, rocking, changing


    diapers, bathing, and soothing babies to sleep. But | couldn’t deny how hot it f ucking got me to watch the


    woman | loved being so maternal. Not for the first time, | imagined her belly swelling with my pup, and my


    cock throbbed.


    Gabri put a hand on my sleeve to hold me back for a second. “I’m d you and my son have found a way to get along. |


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    Her voice cracked, causing both Xander and Zane to look at her.


    “| often wished for another son. A brother for Xander,” Gabri whispered and lifted ina up so she could nuzzle the baby’s


    cheek. Gabri’s eyes shone. “You are all so blessed. | hope you realize that.”


    | did, even if | did hate parts of that blessing.


    With a grim nod, not sure what to say to her, | took my spot at the table as Xander slid a bottle in front of


    me. Isaac was already wriggling in my arms, ready to eat. When Xander put a hand on my shoulder, | tensed,


    not sure what he wanted.


    He waited until | met his eyes. “You need anything?”


    unshed tears, but her lips curved into a smile. | shook my head.


    “Just my...| coughed, clearing my throat, risking the next words. “Just my family.”


    Silence fell through the entire kitchen. Zane turned from the cupboard, his eyes wide. Xander didn’t lift his


    hand from my shoulder. He nodded once, firmly.


    “How about a big old steak, too, little buddy?” Xander asked.


    | almost bared my teeth at the “little buddy” until | realized he was yanking my chain. Was that how it felt


    to have a brother?


    | rolled my eyes. “Rare as you can make it, so long as it’s not still mooing.”


    Gabri sighed softughter and shook her head as she settled into a seat next to Lanie. “Boys. Behave


    yourselves.”


    “It''s what we are, though,” Lanie blurted.


    When we all turned to look at her, pink flushed her cheeks. She gave each of us a short stare before


    settling her gaze back on mine. She reached across the table for my hand. Our fingers linked.


    “It might be unconventional, but that’s what we are. A family. All of us, she emphasized. “And if


    you three are going to get worked up about it, you can all just...not. Got it?”


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    F uck, she was sex y when she got all tough like that could see the ze in Xander’s eyes at her tone.


    Zane’s, too. Were they thinking what | was? About carrying her into the bedroom and ravishing that sassy


    mouth?


    Of course, they were.


    | didn’t love the idea. Hell, no. But I’d seen how they could share her, and | knew it was possible for more


    than one man to love the same woman.


    The question | couldn’t get out of my head, though...could Lanie love all of us equally?


    Or would someone...me, for example, always be the odd one out?


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