***Ryan looked up at his mate with a frown. Jeremy looked as if he was about to pass out. Ryan took in the faces of the people in the theater, some very serious in a professional way and others, very anxious. Apart from Jeremy and Philip who remained imposing in their jeans and t-shirts, all the others were in theater gowns. Even Deloris was in a theater gown, looking all serious and professional.Ryan could see Stan, Troy, Gloria, Paige, Joel, and Mama Cora through the glass around the theater. But for Gloria who also had a grim look on her face, all the others looked excited. Ryan raised an eyebrow when one of the nurses began to fix a shield over his chest. The plan was clearly to shield the business end from his view."I guess my first glimpse of my baby is going to be a 'Lion King' moment," Ryan chuckled, "where Rafiki...in this case, Dr. Sanders holds the little bundle aloft for me to see from here." He added in a drawl, making all the people in the room except Jeremy, laugh."
***"Be nice to the nice doctor, kiddo." Jeremy sighed as he patted his mate's stomach one last time and then turned to go back to his former spot. "Do your thing, Sanders. But when it's time to take it out, you need to do that yourself because I told it that you were helping." He said breathlessly. "We wouldn't want it throwing another person would we?""We definitely wouldn't." The doctor chuckled. "Scalpel." He called.The medical team went to work. Cutting, dissecting, suctioning, and doing all that they needed to do to get to the baby. At a point, Jeremy actually felt dizzy from all the pain. He just couldn't handle it. When everyone in the theater felt a sudden crackle of power permeate the air, they all stilled. Even the doctors paused in what they were doing."Don't stop." Came the cool command from the red-eyed Jeremy, his arms folded across his broad chest. "As you were." Then he turned to look at Philip who was trying very hard not to laugh and muttered. "Idiot would have p
***"What?" Philip tore his eyes off his mate and looked up to see the confusion on the faces of the medical team. "Shit. Talk to you later, baby." The alpha broke into a run."What do you mean you need a bigger opening?" Gloria was asking as Philip entered. "How big can a baby's head be?""I just..." Dr. Sanders looked flustered. "I...I just need a bigger opening to get...""Cut it doc," Deloris instructed. "Sorry alpha." She threw at the red-eyed Jeremy who merely shrugged. The warlock didn't really seem to care about the Ojah at that particular moment though. "Just be quick about it before he loses too much blood." She was more worried about Ryan.Everyone watched the medical teamwork, cringing at the whirring noises from the machine that was used to cauterize the small blood vessels to prevent bleeding. And through it all, the Ojah stood unmoving as though he couldn't feel a thing. Everyone knew better."Oh, Luna!" Dr. Sanders gasped at whatever he saw when the cut was wide enough
***"Are you done with my mate, Sanders?" Jeremy asked with a sheepish grin."Yes, alpha." The doctor nodded. "He's going to be wheeled back to his room.""Good. Place my child on my mate's chest for now." Jeremy instructed. "And Stan?" Jeremy called to his grinning friend. "Get them to change the rug in Ryan's room...what's the word you doctors usually use? Stat!" Jeremy grinned as the medical team laughed. "Preferably, a thick and fluffy one, Stan.""Right away Alpha." Stan took off."What are you doing?" Ryan laughed, his curious eyes on his mate."You'll see." Jeremy gave his mate a wink so sexy and lecherous he blushed."He's back," Philip muttered with a fist pump, obviously thrilled that his friend was himself again and taking charge."Michelle?" Gloria called to the nurse as the doctor placed her grandson on Ryan's chest. "I need soft towels. New and very soft please." She seemed to know exactly what her son was trying to do. "Congratulations honey." She kissed a teary-eyed Ry
***Florence, ItalyInside one of the most beautiful office buildings in the world, a young man of about twenty-five who looked dashing in an expensive-looking elegant suit walked briskly down a long beautifully decorated corridor. If the frown on his unbelievably handsome face was anything to go by, he was very agitated. Whatever stress the man was feeling, however, didn’t seem to affect his colour at all as his flawless skin remained creamy white and so smooth.His thick and wavy dark hair which had been given a trendy cut added to his sexiness. He was about five ‘eleven and looked very fit. He was the kind of man that ladies would gush and drool over and call, hot. The young man pushed open a door and walked in, startling the pretty lady who was seated at her desk. She shot to her feet with wide eyes and croaked;“He’s in a meeting, Sir. He asked not to be distur…”“Yeah, yeah, yeah, bite me.” The young man growled as he went past the lady to a hidden door and swiped his right thum
***“How did it go?” Jeremy asked as he took a seat beside Philip.“I told them my piece.” Philip shrugged. “They saw my point, and agreed.” He said but something in his tone caught his friend’s attention.“But...” Jeremy frowned.“This goes beyond Stanwood, Jer.” Philip sighed. “If you endorse it for Stanwood, then it must be done for the others. Think about it.”“Shit!” Jeremy swore when it suddenly hit him like a ton of bricks. “I didn’t think of that.” He gave a short laugh. “Shit, shit, shit…” He groaned. They both knew how much werewolves thrived on exhibitionism.When werewolves ran in their wolf forms, they mated freely and didn’t care who watched. They were animals after all. But although they acted with more sanity when in human form, they still enjoyed watching others going at it in passion. Ceremonies such as mating ceremonies for alphas were, therefore, rare moments where most werewolves got to enjoy that eroticism where raw beastly fire met sensuous humanity. In short, m
***Jeremy grunted as he dropped onto the couch beside Paige and draped an arm around her neck to draw her into his side. “How’s Amber doing?”“Peachy.” Paige grinned. “I mean how would you feel if you were drunk on orgasms all the fucking time?” She drawled with a cocky smirk.“So the kickboxer is on a constant high huh?” Stan smirked. “Nymphomaniacs.”“Think Lip and Troy are the only ones in the honeymoon phase?” Paige shot back.“Got a point there.” Stan nodded. “Even Jer and Ryan are still in it so...” He made a face that made his friends laugh. “One would have thought after having a kid, they’d…wait.” He turned his attention on Jeremy. “You two still fucking like bunnies?”“What?” Jeremy looked flustered for a moment. “No, we’re not.” He sighed. “I mean between having to see to Sylver and entertaining all those alphas, we haven’t…”“You haven’t fucked since the baby?” Paige’s eyes looked as though they were about to pop out of their sockets. “Dude, it’s been two fucking months.”
***Ryan stood in just his robe in the living area and allowed his gaze to shift around. The room needed a bit more darkness, he thought as he flicked his wrist. The room instantly got darker. With a nod of satisfaction, he snapped his fingers and watched as all the scattered candles around the suite lit up. The fresh, vaguely woodsy fragrance of sandalwood with a touch of nutmeg that wafted out of the lit candles evoked a super romantic feeling which made Ryan moan.He stared at the glass that separated the rest of the suite from the bed area for a moment and then snapped his fingers again. The glass instantly disappeared to reveal the huge bed that was covered with beautiful white silk sheets and red rose petals. The rose petals added a touch of sensuality and allure which took Ryan’s breath away. He took a sip of the champagne he had in his hand as he surveyed his handiwork, hoping he hadn’t left anything out.The suite looked completely different. Ryan knew that Jeremy would be bl