"Alex don't burp on your grandma," I warned my daughter knowing very well that she couldn't understand a word I was saying. She just smiled at me and then turned to face her grandma while continuing to play with her. I had just fed her and all the milk she had taken in had not been fully ingested yet. However, the little angel just couldn't wait to play with her favourite person at all. Whenever she sensed her close to her she would cry while raising her cute little hands in the thin air.Rebecca also couldn't stay away from her granddaughter. They had a strong bond that could not be broken. Alex was also like that to Nelson and just the two of us. With other people, she was too picky to be held by anyone. If she didn't feel a connection with the said person she would bawl her eyes out, tears continuously falling on her cheek. If one of us goes closer to her and kisses her on the cheeks or forehead only then would she be silent.While we were relaxing in the sitting room, Mason was in
Almost a year has passed since Alex's birth. And she could now walk and speak a few words like mommy and daddy. She also grew to resemble Mason but she also had a few features that she took after me. Like the colour of her hair and her lips. She looked very cute and quite lovely. Being a werewolf, she has grown faster than a normal human. She was still small but her height was taller than the human kids I have seen while visiting their town. Alex couldn't shift yet however she had a long time ahead of her. Talking of Marcy, she gave birth just two months after me. She had a cute little boy who was loved by the twins just the same way they loved Alex. Alex is also happy to have someone to play with. These days we can spend a few moments of our life not worrying about anything else. A day ago Mason asked me to go on a date with him. It has been a long time since we have been out all alone. I am very excited about this. Marcy offered to babysit her. And with no responsibility in our han
THIRD POVA litter of pups could be seen playing on the carpet. There were a total of six as they played with the chess pieces the adults had used. Some put them in their mouths and saliva dripped on the wooden pieces that the adults had put aside after a round of chess game.Their parents were close watching over them. Sitting on the sofa as they relaxed each with their loved ones. They were on the balcony relaxing from all the tiresome work that they had to do during all those working days. "Little one look at those six. They are having lots of fun. It is great that we are spending the holidays with the family." Mason murmured to his mate who was leaning on his shoulder as she played against Marcy who was also leaning on the other's shoulder. Mason loved holding onto her as she played like this. He had now come to terms with the relationship with Marcy and her mate. He felt proud when he heard that his parents finally agreed in accepting Marcy. He didn't want his sister to feel unlo
CHARLOTTE'S POVFor ten years Clive and Trevor haven't met their mates yet. Clive tried hard to get my friend, but she refused and even left the pack to go live with the humans. My brother was devastated and locked himself in a room for a month. No matter how hard we tried to convince him to come out he always didn't listen and grieved for his lost love. It was about a week later after that month when he opened the door and seemed to be better than the day he had locked himself in the room. Trevor on the other hand had no feelings whatsoever for anyone. He always stays away from girls and I have never heard him talking about his mate. When I asked Ace if Trevor ever dated, he just shook his head and told me that he preferred to stay alone working on his dreams to one day become a pack doctor. No wonder I have seen him reading and found so many books in his room.I began to think of ways to make him believe in love so that he could have a mate of his own. He doesn't know that having so
MASON'S POVAh!I exclaimed while supporting myself from falling after Charlotte pushed me to the other side of the bed and went to attend to our lovely children. My eyes stayed on the four, I loved all of them and treasured them to the utmost. I watched as Alex wrapped her tiny hands around Charlotte's thighs. Damien and Blake did the same on her legs. I couldn't help but let a smile surface on my face. This is my family. And I have promised myself to take care of them as long as I breathe. The two of us have promised each other to live longer at least until the three of them grow older and are able to take care of each other and the rest of the pack. Luckily we are still young and we have a long way to go.Charlotte let them stay in that position for a few minutes, then she coaxed them to let her go and guided them to sit on the bed. The three adorable buns watched her as she moved around sorting some clothes which were scattered on the floor after our passionate showcase of love the
"Why didn't you inform us that you were going somewhere? I was worried sick. I thought I had lost you," Charlotte cried in my arms, her hands folded into a fist as she lightly hit my chest. She punched there continuously as the tears bit by bit stopped coming out of her beautiful eyes. When I noticed how wet her face was, I reached for her face and gently wiped up the residual tears that had yet to fall. I looked into her eyes and felt quite angry with myself. I knew that Charlotte got worried easily but I still didn't choose to inform her of where I was going. Wanting to comfort her, I wrapped my hands tightly around her waist and then brought one up until it rested at the back. It came in contact with her shoulder blade which was easy to locate, for the dress she had worn was tight and hugged her body in the right places. I played with it and then started rubbing her back with care, and also wanting to comfort her. She came closer and clutched my clothes tightly while purring lightl
CHARLOTTE'S POVWe have been leaving quite a peaceful life and I love it very much. Every day I look at the full moon thanking the moon goddess for granting me such a precious gift. I am so lucky. Not many people get to have a faithful mate and three cute buns to accompany them for the rest of their tiresome life. They sometimes don't have a family by their side. Just like the former me who had nothing but someone who I thought was a friend but in fact, was an enemy waiting for a chance to attack.However, after that fateful encounter, everything changed for the better. My only worry now is with my two beloved brothers who have not yet found their mates yet. I thought with time the two of them would find one but after these ten years, I see them losing hope. I notice the way they look at Ace and me, their eyes fills in with envy. Envy might be a strong word, let's just say longing. Clive is the one affected most because every person he goes after ends up leaving him behind or getting t
"Hey, guys. Well, we... went out." Ace stammered while trying his best not to look into their eyes. He always does this when he is trying to hide something from us. Unfortunately, the way he looks at the ground and plays with his left foot while some sweat accumulates on his forehead and palms is the only reason why everyone ends up catching up with his lies. In this case in our lies.Most of the time our mates are the ones usually too familiar with this. It has been several times when they caught us red-handed after we had been interrogated by them. It's now I realize that the two of us are always causing mischief either knowingly or unknowingly. We are also a pair of troublemakers just like our little pups. I wonder if our mates feel the same way as I do when I find the kids busy making trouble. A part of me feels happy to see them moving about but the other worries for I fear that they could get hurt.I remember this one time when we were busy preparing for a birthday surprise party