Chapter 4

I lay in bed waiting for Brandon to get home. I know me talking about us putting Brice into some daycare wasn't something he wanted to hear. I understand why he reacted that way. Wolves are very protective of their pups and leaving them with someone they know nothing about is out the question, but things are different for us now. We don't have a pack so there's no dinmother for Brice to go to to be around other pups. Brice needs to learn to interact with other kids his age or it could cause him to be aggressive and territorial towards other kids.

I understand the natural instinct he's feeling to protect our pup from unknown threats, but even though I feel that same instinct I know no one there will harm Brice. Brandon just needs to learn to trust them.

I let out a sigh knowing Brandon probably doesn't care much about trusting or adjusting to the human world. Pack life is rooted deep within him and him being an alpha male doesn't make things any easier. Alpha males are stuck in their ways and no one can tell them differently because they always think they are right.

I think about the little argument we had today and I'm sure me bringing up me getting a job again to help out didn't make it any better. In the human world, their males are okay with letting their females working to help provide, but that's not how pack male is. 

Pack males are taught that it's their job to protect and provide for their mate and pups and its the female job to look after the pups and that's how Brandon sees things no matter if he's a rogue or pack wolf. I understand that he's stuck in his ways, but I'm not some she-wolf who's looking to be taking care of. Ever since I was sixteen I've worked to earn my owns. Things look to be going as planned with the business and maybe I don't need to work, but after earn for myself for many years it just doesn't feel right with me knowing I've given myself and our family nothing. Everything we have is because of Brandon and his parents. I just want to feel like I'm more than just some breeder, whose only job is to give him pups and look after them.

Hearing the sound of the front door open and closing, I get up and head downstairs.

He looks over at me as I walk into the living room as he sits there on the couch. He sits there looking at me for a moment before letting out a small sigh. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to snap at you earlier." He tells me.

I walk over taking a seat next to him on the couch. "I understand how you feel with me talking about putting Brice into daycare and leaving him with people we know nothing about." I place my hand on top of his, knowing he has had time to think about it and is probably more willing to at least talk about it now.

"And you're okay with that? Just leaving him with people we know nothing about?" He frowns over at me. I can see that he's trying to at least understand where I'm coming from, but he's struggling against his natural instincts as a father and a protector. 

"I'm not completely okay with it," I say telling him the truth. "I don't know any of those people and when I went there earlier today I had to constantly fight back the need to protect Brice whenever someone touched him or came too close. But that's just my instincts telling me to keep him safe from unknown threats. No one was going to harm him there. He'll need to be around other kids his age or It'll cause him to be territorial and aggressive towards other kids when he's a bit older." I tell him. 

He let out a sigh slightly shaking his head. "I know. I've just never had to ignore or fight against my instincts before. Wolves showed up at the meat factory but left once they seen me. My wolf and I have been a bit on edge not knowing if they will cause us problems. I just want to keep you and Brice both safe and leaving Brice unprotected at that daycare with those people we know nothing about just don't sit right with me and my wolf." He tells me. 

I give his hand a light squeeze seeing that he's worried. "You may have that mark, but You're not who those wolves may think you are. We're not here to cause anyone trouble and they'll see that and just stay away from us." I place a kiss on his face, on those marks, reassuring him that he's not who those marks say he is.

"Will you be willing to come to the daycare and have a look?" I ask wanting him to at least get a look at the people there. Maybe him getting a look at the place will ease him and his wolf a bit.

He looks at me for a second before giving me a hesitant nod. I can see that he's still not okay with that thought of that daycare center, but he's trying, fighting against his wolf and his natural instinct, something he never had to do while living as a pack wolf.

I look at him for a second, wanting to bring up me getting a job to help out but decide not to over push. He's already fighting against his wolf and natural instinct with letting Brice attend daycare with people he doesn't trust and I don't want to add on to that by cause another struggle inside of him with being a male and a provider for his family.

"Thank you." I lean in placing a kiss on his lips looking into those hazel Brown eyes staring back into mines. I feel my wolf push forward wanting to be close to him and his wolf.

I move over onto his lap straddling him looking down into his eyes as he stares up into mines. My eyes scan over his clawed face unable to imagine my life without him anymore. I lean down and place a light kiss on each of the claw marks before finding my way to his soft lips. 

As our lips move against each other, I feel his hands slowly move up my thighs going underneath his long t-shirt that I'm wearing. A low moan slips out feeling those pleasurable tingles spread through my thighs as the tips of his fingers reach my panties, hooking his fingers inside the rim of them to take them off. 

I move over next to him breathing slightly heavy from the kiss as I watch him pull my panties down my legs, removing them. I pull my shirt off, leaving myself naked underneath his watching eyes.

A lustful growl vibrant my chest as I impatiently watch as he stands up removing his clothes. 

Looking at his hard member, I swallow down this hunger for him knowing I'll get my chance to taste him soon. I bite down on my bottom lip, knowing my greedy alpha likes to eat first.

I watch as he moves down on the couch and starts to place a trail of light kisses and love bites against my inner spread thighs, teasing me as he slowly makes his way to my wet core. I take in a deep breath and my eyes roll back feeling his wet tongue lick that special place sending pleasure throughout my body.