Aeryn’s pov"Mommy!" Of all the names I had been called before, "Mommy" was the most special to me. Especially when it was being said by the cutest little three-year-old running towards us.Naturally, she had to hug Daddy first, being Daddy's little girl, but then I had Nivia's full attention. She told me all about the week she had while we were away. Apparently she had spent time with all her grandparents and great-grandparents; she had gone to the farm, had art class with Grandma Lily, and mom had given her some fun, colorful hairclips so she could look like her. Mom loved to rock different colors in her hair every month.It made me feel less guilty knowing how well taken care of she had been. This had been my first time away, but being an alpha meant I would be gone more often. And while I am aware that there is no substitute for parental love, the rest of my family came pretty damn close.Storm and I decided to give Riker the reigns for today and spend the whole day with our little

Aeryn’s pov"It’s going to be okay, Aeryn."I rolled my eyes at my mate. "Really? You’re not the one that has to push that big ass head out of your dick!"Nivia was average size; she wasn’t small, but she was nothing like this baby. He was tall like his dad, and he had the big fucking head of his dad too. I was sure he was going to be a giant like Storm.Storm chuckled, and I raised my eyebrow. "Do you think it’s a good idea to laugh now? While I’m in labor? Think really fucking carefully about your answer, Storm, because I already hate you a bit right now."Storm got behind me and started massaging my back. "I know, krullebol. And you’re doing so well. You’re so beautiful, and you’re the best fucking Alpha and mother I know.""Flattery doesn’t work either," I growled, but I did enjoy the massage."You can push now," the doctor said after a few hours, and I wanted to say something snarky, but the pain was so intense that I was unable to speak.I just prayed to the fucking goddess that

Storm’s povLooking at my daughter fight filled me with so much fucking pride. I still remember how little training Aeryn had when I met her."No training," Brand reminded me. When Aeryn was brought to our pack, she had no idea how to defend herself properly, but that didn’t mean she didn’t try. Fuck, that woman of mine was strong even then, but I had watched her grow to become one of the best Alphas I had ever met.We trained Nivia and Forrest from an early age. It started as just wrestling and playing, but moved into more when they got older. Forrest was strong and tall, but his big sister could still beat his ass.That’s why today, a day before her eighteenth birthday, Nivia was sparring with her grandpa Asher. While Osiris was still strong and impressive, it wouldn’t be fair to let an eighteen-year-old spar against a guy who was almost seventy. Cyrus was even older, but Nivia had been able to beat him by the time she was ten. Osiris was still fucking good-looking, though; he just g

Mila’s povI was seven when I left here. Mom hadn’t been back here; it had been too painful, but I wanted to support my big brother. He was trying to do something good, and the pack was doing a lot better than it was before he took over.Alpha Brax, I laughed to myself. Our father had been adamant about naming Brax after himself. Braxton. And now, Brax never used his full name. Where Brax was kind, funny, and compassionate, Dad had been mean, selfish, and brutal.Our father had this idea that women were less than men, and he was so threatened by the idea of a female alpha that he hired someone to kill Alpha Aeryn when she was six. Yeah, I wasn’t kidding when I called him brutal.Who in their right mind pays someone to kill a little girl?!But Daddy Dearest was double-crossed, and they never killed Aeryn. Instead, they took her and her sister and sold them to a school. The same school where my mom was bought from. The whole thing was so messed up that it could fill a whole book. But tha