After dinner that ended with slightly fewer casualties than usual, Richard left Favian alone to clean the mess up. They didn’t have a housekeeper to assist with chores like that, so it was up to the two overworked men to keep the mansion together.
In charge of bathtime, Richard decided to reward his pups with a little special surprise that came with one of the gifts his employees pushed into his arms earlier that evening. He often heard of human children enjoying the bubble bath experience with yellow rubber duck toys and inflatable boats.
Living in the Blue Moon Mansion meant that his pups never had the opportunity to explore such luxuries. The werewolves were very careful not to subscribe to anything like streaming services or the internet in the main house to prevent negative influence and stereotypes about humans. Ambrose had all the amenities in his shed that the pups were banned from entering, and all the work Richard and Favian did were using unlimited mobile data from their phones.
Hence, the new scents Darren and Ludwig smelled from the pile of gifts sent the pups into a new frenzy. Oliver was the only pup who wasn’t trying to tear open the gift packages and gnaw on the bath salts. Richard had to hold the two zealous boys by the back of their shirts and exude his alpha pheromones to calm them down.
Sensing their alpha’s dominance, Darren and Ludwig gradually piped down and watched Richard cautiously. The tired CEO didn’t often do it because it was tiring to apply dominance on others, forcing his will onto them. Ambrose always said he had a weak will, and it was true. Other alphas had overbearing egos and pride to back their will, whereas he had nothing.
After the two rowdier pups stopped attacking the new goods, Richard let them go but remained stern as he felt the phone vibrating in his pocket.
“Listen up. I have to receive a call now, but I don’t want any funny business from anyone. Favian will get to know if you misbehave, and I will not save anyone from punishment. Understood?”
Three eager pups nodded their heads, and Richard instructed them to undress while filling the tub. It was easier for all three pups to bathe at the same time. Richard quickly left the room out of earshot from the excited boys to take the call. The number was unfamiliar, but he had a feeling he knew who was calling. After all, there was only one person who had unscheduled business with him tonight. His employees knew better than to call their boss after hours. He didn’t implement new policies and encouraged family time for nothing.
“Hello, Taleman speaking.”
A crossed lady snapped from the other side of the line with a heavy Italian accent.
“Where are you? I’ve been waiting for two hours, but you never showed up or gave me a reply.”
Two hours? Richard wanted to laugh. He never gave Ms Viconti his phone number. Other ladies might have waited for four or six hours before receiving a reply from Favian. This hotel heiress must have gotten help from her father to bypass his secretary. Favian should have sent her a reply already stating that he wouldn’t attend. Of all the obnoxious socialites waiting to get into his pants and fortune, Ms Viconti was one of the worst.
“I’m sorry, I don’t remember having any evening appointments. You must have gotten the wrong number.”
Richard blocked her number, ending the call hurriedly before the hotel heiress could say anything. He didn’t really need her father’s business contact either. Thousands of other hotel chain tycoons looked forward to working with his company exclusively. If Mr Visconti knew what was good for his career, he wouldn’t mix private and professional matters.
Sighing tiredly, Richard listened to the rambunctious yells coming from the tub. He left the pups alone for two minutes, and already they’d forgotten all his instructions. Favian might be right. He was too soft on them.
Rolling up his sleeves and thinking how best to portray himself as an alpha who demanded respect, Richard wondered if introducing bubble baths was a mistake. These pups played with water on a regular day, and nothing in the bathroom was spared. With bubbles, would they try to throw the suds onto the ceiling?
Before Richard could weigh the pros and cons of recalling the bubble bath idea, he heard a high pitched whine before crying and panicked screaming. Feeling his heart drop from his chest, Richard ran to the bathroom, forgetting about the socks he wanted to remove. His pants weren’t rolled up either, and by the end of it all, his clothes might not be salvageable from creases. However, Richard was more worried for the youngest pup, whose crying increased incessantly.
“What have you done?!” Richard heard Darren demand angrily with a growl as Ludwig yelped in pain.
“I didn’t do it! It’s not me this time!” the second oldest pup whined in pain as Richard slid to a halt right outside his bathroom.
The tub was full of water as he instructed, but it was also full of white soapy bubbles floating in many directions. On the floor, big fat tears were streaming from Oliver’s reddened eyes as he continued rubbing the soap out. Ludwig and Darren, who didn’t know any better, tried to help their youngest batch brother by washing the soap out with more soapy water, making Oliver cry harder.
Without thinking, Richard snarled and snatched the youngest child from his brothers, carrying him under one arm over the sink and pouring cold water over his youngest son’s head, gathering water in his other hand to rinse the soap suds from Oliver’s eyes. The cold water startled Oliver, who couldn’t see but as soon as Richard washed those bubbles away, the youngest boy stopped crying almost at once.
His eyes were very red, and Richard examined them. Oliver might need eye drops after this. However, he was currently out of danger. With that, Richard turned his attention back to the guilty-looking older pups who stood there awkwardly, not knowing what they did wrong.
Threading a hand through his hair, Richard felt bone-deep exhaustion creeping on him. It wasn’t their fault that they didn’t know any better. He didn’t give them enough instructions or educate them about human things. The CEO had too much on his plate, and he felt slightly remorseful over neglecting his pack. Even if they were not his biological children and were forced upon him by the useless Fenrir guardian, he still had responsibilities as alpha and a father figure to these wolves.
“Listen up,” Richard spoke in a levelled tone, not giving away how he felt at the moment. His boys needed to learn this lesson and grow from it. “Bubble baths are fun, but they can hurt a lot if they get in your eyes and taste awful when you drink them. It’s only good for an external wash. What the both of you just did to Oliver could have made him blind.”
Hearing how serious their actions were, both boys paled. Even without their ears and tails, Richard knew that they would be drooping and curling around their bodies if the extra appendages materialised. From downstairs, Favian, who had heard the screams and cries earlier, came upstairs to see Richard scolding his pups without raising his voice. Their guilty faces and the messy bubble bath scene told the secretary everything he needed to know.
Playing the bad cop, Favian cleared his throat to let Richard know he would take over the punishments now that the scolding was over.
“Double homework for those who cause more mess and trouble from this point. I will also ground anyone else who causes Oliver to cry again tonight. No running out of the mansion until the next full moon.”
Ludwig’s jaw dropped open, hearing that there would be double homework and grounding until the next full moon. The pup felt targetted by the punishment when Favian directed a glare at him.
“That’s not fair!” the blonde werewolf protested. “Nine days of getting trapped in this small house?! I didn’t make Oliver cry this time! He cried on his own!”
Hearing how Ludwig described their mansion, Richard wanted to cry. Did this boy even understand how much this property was worth? Not everyone could afford to live in a twelve-bedroom property with a vast forest as their backyard that included several mountains. His ignorance could hurt some people without knowing, and Richard made a mental note to incorporate common sense into their education.
“If you would like to be grounded now for talking back, you’re free to be my guest. It’s double homework for now, but it’s grounding if I hear anything from Richard about trouble in the bath. Not even Ambrose can talk me out of it.”
Hearing the ultimatum and groaning about the additional homework on Ludwig’s end, the boys reluctantly stepped into the bathtub and let Richard shampoo their hair. Favian carried Oliver out while his boss bathed the pups. Oliver’s eyes were red, not just from the crying. The inside of his eyes was bloodshot. That bubble bath must have traumatised the kid now.
Getting the eyedrops from the medical supply, Favian gently pried the youngest pup’s eye open and rewarded the child for being such an angel compared to his older batch brothers. Favian didn’t like to admit it, but Oliver sometimes reminded him of Richard when the CEO was younger. They even liked the same flavour of candy which made Favian wonder how Oliver wasn’t his biological son.
Consoled by the candy in his mouth, Oliver beamed and agreed to let Favian take him upstairs for his bubble bath. The child was so forgiving and didn’t hold any grudges against his brothers, who put soap in his eyes while trying to help him. Sometimes, Favian wondered why omegas had the kind of power in them that could make people want to protect them despite being so weak.
Although the pups have not developed their scent glands, it wasn’t hard to guess their hierarchy upon maturity. Favian sighed. If only Ambrose could get rid of that old-fashioned mentality about what defined a good alpha, beta, delta, omega and gammas.
Darren and Ludwig bathed quickly, and Favian let Richard take his time with Oliver. The two pups were dressed in their pyjamas and ready for their nightly tutoring session with Favian before going to bed.As a beta werewolf, Favian never thought he would be doing omega duties. In a regular pack, the alpha was in charge of leading hunts. The beta was in charge of watching the alpha’s rear while the deltas split their chores between protecting the den and hunting with the alpha. It was usually the omega’s task to nurture the pups back home.At work, Favian Beowulf was known as the demonic secretary who turned any unfavourable situation into a favourable one using unspeakable methods. He was the bad cop in the company who supported the angelic CEO Taleman that many admired. In reality, it wasn’t that far-fetched. Although Favian did not have a po
Business continued as usual, each day becoming busier as the official launch for Taleman’s eastern Europe venture. The number of meetings packed his schedule, and Richard didn’t know how many people he had to meet. The cheek muscles were aching badly from smiling for prolonged periods.The two men found it harder to juggle work and private lives with the full moon approaching. Darren, who was normally not as active as Ludwig, was more feral while Ludwig’s activeness shot through the roof. Not even the thought of increased homework or grounding can stop him from climbing the walls and snarling. The two boys kept fighting over little things and sometimes nothing at all. Yet, they couldn’t blame the pups for behaving in such a manner.The full moon was when shifters were the closest to the origin energy. It awakened primal instincts within
The launch of a business venture to Eastern Europe was an astounding success. Favian and Richard were exhausted by the end of the week, but there were more concerning issues. Both men immediately applied for leave with HR in the name of a family emergency, not caring about proper procedures, not that the HR manager they hired minded. Even though she was unmarried, she appreciated dedicated family men who were successful at their careers.Escaping the congratulatory party swiftly, the werewolves drove back at top speed in the middle of the afternoon back to the Blue Moon mansion. Unlike jostling with the evening crowd, they managed to escape from the airport in half the time they normally took. Ambrose has not texted them anything about the pups and their full moon process. It was worrying.Stopping by the side house, neither man bothered changing their suits. T
Avoiding the thorns to the best of his abilities, Richard eventually found a path to the dilapidated toolshed. The basket outside the door smelled like sandwiches, and the CEO even spotted a bottle of juice included. More curiously, there was a bottle of milk and some cooked chicken hiding at the bottom of the basket.Knock! Knock!Some shuffling sounds were coming from inside the toolshed, but the door did not open.“Oliver, it’s me. Can I come in?”Richard couldn’t hear anything from inside the toolshed for a good while. Normally, the passive pup would open the door for Richard immediately, no matter the situation. It didn’t matter if he accidentally wet his bed, cried, suffered a terrible black eye or had a nightmare. Oliver would always
When Richard entered the mansion with a sleeping child and a grey-furred wolf pup, Favian quickly offered to take the child from his arms, and the two boys crowded around to see their new brother.Unlike human children, werewolves are born as wolves influenced by origin energy after living in the Fenrir’s forest. They slowly evolved into creatures with higher intelligence and would gain their shapeshifting abilities over time. Once they could assume their human forms, their animal instincts would slowly become dormant. Shifting between both forms will take training.However, they were no less troublesome than taking care of newborn infants. Although newly awakened werewolves assumed a pup form, they had the intelligence of at least a human two-year-old and were curious about everything. Their desires to hunt, fight, play, eat, and hunger for affection cou
“You want to do what?” Favian’s tone was razor-sharp, even if it was soft.Richard wasn’t deceived. Despite the soft volume, the secretary’s words held a dangerous edge to them. It was simply the calm before the storm, but Richard could still salvage it and prevent a typhoon if he played his cards right.Nervously, Richard did his best to keep his voice steady and expression neutral. He might be the alpha of his pack, but Favian was still rather scary to Richard. Even Ambrose trod with caution when the secretary was enraged. He might not be physically powerful, but his devious mind could reduce even the president to a beggar on the streets if he wanted to.“We have too many pups now and too little time to care for all of them with the frequent business trips coming up for th
After speaking with his pups, the Fenrir and Favian, Richard looked at the list of criteria his pack had for the new governess. The CEO wondered if such a person existed in reality. Even if he were to compromise on his ideals, Ambrose and the pups’ criteria were way over what a governess or maid did.No, they didn’t want a tutor or a helper. They literally wanted a mate for their alpha or a mother. Neither of those was things that Richard could employ. These positions came with more responsibility than any paycheque.Ambrose wanted the human helper to be strong enough to lead the pack and nurture the young into promising warriors. The human helper must train the pups for whatever reason to fend against danger and hunt for them. Honestly, this wasn’t the fifth century. There was no reason to be doing these things. The Luna doesn’t actuall
It was ten in the morning, but already, Favian had used up all his patience for the day. After meeting the first two candidates, he wanted to cancel all the interviewees scheduled to come. If it wasn’t for Richard’s angelic personality, he would have sued the nanny matching agency for providing scam artists instead of professional caretakers.Not mentioning how the ladies didn’t match the pictures sent. Some didn’t even speak proper English despite graduating from one of the top universities in the world, majoring in English literature.How could they entrust the pups to any of these worthless interviewees? It was better for them to learn under Ambrose’s tail than to have stupidity rub on them. Favian refused to give any of the candidates they viewed a chance to even step foot into Blue Moon Mansion.Latest chapter