“I’ve got plenty of that,” she said with a laugh, pulling me inside the door so I could put my bag down. “Seriously though. I don’t know how cool they’re playing it with you, but this pack has always wanted an Omega, even if they didn’t fully voice it. I’ve designed and decorated houses for plenty of them, and not one pack put the care and thought into designing an Omega wing the way they did. And before you think they would take any Omega just because she was there, that’s not true either. I’ve never seen any of them act this way before. It’s you, Esme.”

“Thank you.”

I hated needing reassurance from someone outside the pack, but it was an added measure of relief.

“Done over here.”

She smiled and pulled me to the door. “Ready to program?”

“You bet,” the man said.

“Great. Wait until they find out you’re the only one with access to the house. You could lock their asses out here and leave them with the paparazzi if you wanted.”

“I would never do that!”

She tapped a few buttons on the keypad. “It would be fun, though. Okay, go ahead and scan. Right thumb first.”

I was used to this. Both thumbs scanned, plus a numeric code as a backup. The code would come later. I wasn’t picking the door code for a house that didn’t belong to me.

The mechanics had packed up and gone before we’d finished the programming. “They’re just gone?”

“I’m the best for more than one reason,” she said with a shrug. “I work with a lot of clients like you, who have privacy issues or need security. I only hire loyal people and pay them enough to keep them disinterested. You’re all set.”

Wes nodded to me. “In that case, let me know if we’re needed, Miss Williams.”

“Thank you, Wes.”

Addison closed the door and locked us in the house. It was so quiet without all of them here. “Go on up and take a look.”

“Without you?”

She laughed. “I know what it looks like. I’ve spent all day in there. It’s your space, and I’ve learned from enough clients it’s better to give them a chance to absorb it without any expectant eyes on them. Go on.”

I looked at the floor, hesitating only for a second before I stepped in and hugged her again. “You’re all so nice to me.”

“Well,” she said mildly. “I don’t want to put any pressure on you, but it’s kind of looking like you’re going to be my sister-in-law. Also, Esme, basic human decency isn’t being nice. It’s the bare fucking minimum.”

“Still. Thank you.” My smile was hesitant. “I’ll come back in a minute.”