Mated To The King’s Gamma By Jessica Hall

Chapter 69

Gannon POV

A few weeks later.

Our room looked more like a playgroup, and it was driving me insane. Everywhere I stepped, I was stepping on toys or Legos. Abbie was always quick to clean up any mess, but Tyson was a tornado.

I groan as I push the door open, step into the room, and find crap scattered everywhere. I kick off my shoes, leaving them by the door. Abbie looks up at me as I enter before fiddling with the toy in her hand. I had just come off the night shift. Abbie sat on the floor with Tyson in her lap as they played with Lego.

Nervously, I move across the room, placing my phone on charge while I debate how to tell Abbie. Tyson wouldn’t be sleeping in the room with us anymore.

Yesterday the delivery arrived, and I didn’t know how to tell Abbie that her old room had been converted into Tyson’s bedroom. It would start an argument; I knew that much, but our room was too small for all these toys, and I was sick of sleeping on the couch because the kid was a helicopter and decided he could spin around in his sleep.

I make it across half the room without my shoes, playing Russian roulette with the scattered Lego pieces, and I lose miserably. A growl escapes me as I bend down, picking the tiny Lego from my foot. Sighing, I look around at the chaos that was supposed to be my place of peace.

“Hey,” Abbie says, chewing her lip and looking up from the Lego she was putting together. She stares at the Lego piece between my fingers, and I drop it back into the plastic tub she stores them in.

Tyson climbs out of her lap, rushing over to me, his tiny arms wrapping around my legs as he garbles at me, wanting me to pick him up. Grabbing him, he smacks my face and chest as I place him on my hip.

“I think it is time you get your own room,” I tell him while he pats my forehead with his palm before rubbing it on my cheek. I think he liked the feel of my stubble as he babbled excitedly, viciously rubbing his palm on my face. I grab his wrist, kissing his palm. “Wanna see your room?” I ask him, and he bounces in my arms.

says, mistaking my words that he made the room messy, which wasn’t an issue. Kid’s play and make a mess, but it was starting to bother me that I hadn’t been alone with her in weeks. Liam set it up with Dustin last night for me

like he was about to near wet his pants with excitement as he helped me carry up the boxes. He then volunteered himself and Liam, who looked horrified at having to do

Tyson,

walking out of the room to her old one. Her feet bashed the floor as she chased after me.

grip the door handle. I push the door open to

and wanting to be set down on the ground. I place him on his new bed, and he instantly reaches for the giant sensory block full of noisy crap, spinners, and textured patterns. He flicks the buttons

you do this?” Abbie asks, peering around the

and Liam set it up for me, the delivery came yesterday.” I tell her as she peers around the room,

he has his own room.” I tell her, and her

sleeps with us. He needs to be close, so I can see him,” she says, and

Liam and Dustin are right across from him. There is also a monitor right

do for now until we move upstairs to the apartment on the top floor. It was smaller than this quarter but was reserved for long-term guests,

a little loud of a night with men coming in out at all hours for their shifts. Abbie shakes her head, scooping him up, much to his dislike. She walks

I call after her. She doesn’t stop to listen but marches into our room, clearly angry with

me, and

get him a bigger toy box,” she says, setting

He can’t keep sleeping with us,” I tell her, and

scoops up his clothes and toys, dumping them in a box. Tyson watches her climbing off the bed where she placed him and reaching for the blanket she was trying

as he tries to

the box and moving it to his room. I sigh, watching her