Shit storm brewing

Hunter’s POV

Christian and Zander prefer their study, to their office, and can usually be found in here. Well, until they had a Luna to keep them occupied, that is. The office was their father’s and the two of them tend to avoid it unless they have a meeting with a visiting Alpha they aren’t familiar with. The study is much bigger and has all the creature comforts you could want for a busy day of meetings and paperwork. Informal but functional. Three large, leather Chesterfield sofas fill most of the floor space and create a square, with the original, red brick fireplace on the fourth side. The fire casts a warm glow over the room and the heavy velvet curtains stop the draft from the old single pane, stained glass windows.

“Wow. This is so cozy.” Liberty wriggles in my arms until I put her down. She has spent the whole way here insisting she is capable of walking, but to be honest I would rather hear her complaints than put up with my Alphas’ jabs and digs about her safety. I’m sure I