chapter 62

Katya I am walking in the front door when hands wrap around my waist from behind and I'm pulled against a firm, warm body. So consumed in my own thoughts, I hadn’t even realized Ezra was behind me until I opened it. I jump as he presses himself against me. Burying his face in my hair, he inhales my scent. “How was Angie’s family?” he asks. I shake my head. “Not good, heartbroken,” I admit as Mateo walks down the steps, a look of relief on his face before he rushes over, and wraps his arms around us. I am squished between them as I breathe deeply, inhaling their comforting scents. “Thank God you’re back,” Mateo whispers, kissing my cheek before doing the same to Ezra. I look up between them. “Where is my brother?” I ask Ezra, unable to smell his scent anywhere. “At your old house with your father,” Ezra explains, and I nod. “You should go shower. How is everyone in the house?” I ask Mateo. “Most are sleeping. Some are still out the back.” “I will go shower. What time do we meet the Alph