News from outside

Isabella P.O.V.

After an afternoon filled with unbelievable pleasure, and more orgasms than I couldn’t ever have dreamt of, Elijah and I emerged to dinner that evening. We were both furrowly satisfied and relaxed, having enjoyed each other for hours. Our mind-linkes had been off, but Dale got a message through to us by having an Omega knock on the bedroom door. Lucky for him, we were at a break and he delivered a written note through a crack at the door. I had laughed myself silly at Elijah’s displeased look.

The note told us Alex had been in contact with him when neither of us had answered his mind-link attempt or answered our phones. I checked immediately, and he was right. I had five unanswered calls, and Elijah had four. The note said to call as soon as we got the message, and Dale told us he would be home with Ashton and the girls around dinner time.

I called Alex, and we agreed to do a conference call after dinner - so here we are.

“Hi guys.” I greet them when we enter the d