Luna Abby smiled, “Go get your girl, sweetie. She knows you’re coming.” I smiled, “Thank you so much.” Elliot and dad insisted on coming with me. We all held hands and we were outside her room in a nanosecond. I opened the door and saw the sweetest brown-haired, blue-eyed girl smiling at me, “Are you Elisa?” I smiled, “I am. Are you Calista?” She giggled as she replied, “I am. Can I stay with you?” I smiled, “I would love that.” I added, “This is my mate, Elliot, and this is my dad, Wade.” She bowed her head, “Hello. I’m very pleased to meet you.” I took her hand, “Is there anything you need to bring with you?” She took a necklace and hung it around her neck, “This is all I need.” I smiled, “Let’s go sweetie. Would you like to teleport with us?” She clapped her hands and giggled, “Can I?” I nodded as I chuckled, “Of course. Just take our hands and we will be there in the blink of an eye.” When she opened her eyes, we were all in the conference room. I asked her, “How are you

I laughed as I turned around, “I wouldn’t think I can. It looks like I actually did. So, yeah. I can take what was never yours to begin with. Calista is a child, not property.” Alpha Johnathon’s face turned bright red, “I will kill you for taking her away from me.” Just then Alpha Damien approached him from behind, “Alpha Johnathon, you came a long way. To what to we owe this visit? Are you really so angry that you are willing to risk being thrown into the dungeons and tried by the council for child abuse and conspiracy to mate and mark a minor child against her will?” Alpha Johnathon started stuttering and stammered, “Well, how do you know it was me who did it?” Alpha Damien replied, “Nobody else in your pack knew she was even there. She will be seen by their doctor, and I know that doctor will find scars and marks. He will be able to tell how old the scars are and how she got them. So, do you really want to start shit at this very moment when you could enjoy your freedom for a few

When Elliot and I went to bed, I did my nightly routine, then got dressed for bed. When I got in bed, Elliot was waiting for me, “Come here, love. You need to rest for our pups.” I smile as I snuggle closer to him, “Mmm, my favorite place to be… In your arms. I love the way you pull me close.” I could feel him smile as he buried his face in my neck, taking in my scent, “Rest easy, love. I’ll be here when you wake.” I giggled, “Unless our new daughter wakes us.”  Just then, there was a tiny knock on our door. I smiled, “Sounds like she’s not waiting for morning.” Elliot got out of bed and opened the door, “Yes, my princess?” Calista was rubbing her eyes and crying, “Dad, I had a bad dream. Can I sleep with you and mom?” Elliot looked at me, and I nodded. He picked her up, shut our door, and walked to our bed, “Of course, you can, baby girl.” Elliot put her between us on the bed. She put her arm over me and kissed my cheek, “I love you mom.” My heart immediately melted in

I walked into the conference room and found Elliot and my dad absolutely fuming and on the verge of shifting. I asked, “What’s going on?” I looked at the images projected on the wall, and nearly lost my shit right alongside them. The Alpha had another child on the table and was skinning his arms! My first thought was, “This bastard is going to die.” Then my second thought was, “Why didn’t I hear this child?” I asked, “Are you guys ready? I’m not waiting for a plan on this one. This child needs us now.” As dad and Elliot stood, I put a protection spell on all of us, then put my hands on each of their shoulders and we were suddenly in the same room as the Alpha. Dad immediately grabbed the Alpha and restrained him with silver cuffs. Elliot immediately tried to grab the boy, but realized the boy was already gone. I turned to the Alpha, “When did this one die?” The Alpha just shrugged, “No clue. I was having so much fun, I stopped paying attention.” I shook my head, “Thi

It has been three months since the day we rescued Doyle and Calista has visited her aunt and uncle at the river for the first time. She has been at the river every day since then. If we don’t get to take her, Taylor and Evan would take her with them while they are on land. Her swimming skills are now at almost expert level now, but it’s getting too cold now to swim in the river, and she is not happy. “Mom! Do you have any ideas what I can do? I can’t swim because it’s too cold. What are some things I can do in the cold weather?” I smiled, then replied, “Would you like to learn how to cook? That’s a fun thing you can do on a cold day.” She smiled, “I would like to learn that, but I’m wondering if I can paint or something like that.” I replied, “Hmm, how about diamond painting?” She cocked her head to one side, “What is that?” I took her in my craft room, and showed her the one I was doing, “You see these tiny little crystals in different colors? You see this sticky paper with