Ohh little does she know! I am so sorry to make you wait but my son is sick and needs extra mommy cuddles and my office job is lunacy this week. If I can get out another update I will but it may be Friday before I can. Thank you for understanding!
~Three Months Later~ ~Drake’s Point of View~ *That’s it baby! You got him,* Gage shouted at Helena through mind-link. Gage sat back on his hind legs and proudly stared at the beauty in the snow, who was devouring a large gopher who had given her quite a chase. Corinne was two and a half months pregnant and already growing quite tired from shifting, so this may likely be the last time she does it until after our twins are born. We’d had to start from scratch when her wolf came. It was as if Helena was a brand new wolf coming into her own, and we had to teach her everything. I couldn’t be happier to see her hunting skills were this good already. *That’s my girl,* Remy cooed, over mind-link, open to us both. I rolled my eyes. It was bad enough that Sawyer and I damn near came to blows over Lola, but now we were destined to fight over another female’s attention for all our days. Gage and I were desperate to be the ones to show Helena everything. To grow her abilities and be there for
~Sawyer’s Point of View~ “That’s it, that’s it Jess, come on baby girl,” I said, cooing at my daughter. She looked at me with her bright green eyes and smiled. She put one chubby little foot in front of the other as she took her first steps … like she’s been waiting forever. Like she visualized it and had a plan. I held my arms out to her as she finally collapsed into me. “Ohh!!! Ohh god, I got it! I got it on video,” Lola screamed. My sexy mate was pregnant again, but she didn’t know it yet. I just picked up the scent yesterday. It was likely her wolf would figure it out today or tomorrow so I’d wait and let that happen. I was surprised it took this long to happen again but it was good we had some time between pups. It was damn hard for Lola to wrap her head around the fact that shifters have varying times for pregnancy. For wolf shifters it is usually 20-25 weeks. We had Jess at 21 and she was absolutely perfect. “Did I miss it,” I heard, and looked up to see Lola’s father. She
*This is a three part series published as one book. This is part one: Lola's story.*~Lola’s Point of View~Everyone has that dream where you’re weightless, floating and free. Only sometimes I wake because I’m getting pulled under, or I fall under the water and can’t get air. Right now I felt that, free and floating but the air, I had all the fresh air I could handle. It was crisp and clean, I wanted more of it. It was as if my lungs were discovering it for the first time.I felt a cool light breeze caressing my body, it was nice and relaxing. After rain, the smell of grass and trees. I tried to move my hand to wave into the wind but it was stuck. I pulled harder but I quickly realized I couldn’t even feel my hand that well. Like the circulation was cut off. Had I lost my hand? No, don’t be ridiculous Lola. You’re just asleep!I shook my head and popped my eyes open, what a weird fucking dream. Who dreams that they are floating and that they lost their hand? I looked out ahead of me,
~Lola’s Point of View~ “Who lives in a pineapple under the sea … Spongebob square … pants,” I mumbled, as I struggled to open my eyes.“Sponge what,” a gruff voice said.My eyes rolled around a bit, but I couldn’t focus. Who doesn’t know Spongebob? He’s the best.I felt something at my lips, a straw. I sucked it and hummed, as cool water filled my mouth. I couldn’t get enough, it was like I’d never had a drink a day in my life. When I was satisfied I laid back, the pillow was perfectly soft and fluffy. Definitely a ten out of ten. I gaped at the weird ceiling, was this … a log cabin? Not a hospital?“How do you feel,” the voice said. It was a husky, deep voice. Kind of scary for a doctor, where am I?I focused and took in a guy, maybe five or so years older than me? Man, doctors are looking younger and younger. Hot, clearly buff, obviously busts it in the gym. Short trimmed black hair, not even enough for me to ruffle. Dark skin, maybe hispanic? Maybe just a good tan.“You look more
~Lola’s Point of View~In the couple of days that passed, I was only left with more questions and few answers. Belle mentioned again this morning that it truly was pointless to think about any escape, and dumb to even try, extremely dangerous. And well … yeah the thought of Drake’s scary ass wolf chasing me down really wasn’t appealing. Or some freak getting me instead.But I’d bide my time. There was no way in hell I was just going to roll over and accept this. I didn’t give up when I put my mind to something. I’d play nice, I’d play along. But I would go home. Maybe not in a week or a month but it would happen.I had to get the hell out of this cabin.. I was going to drive myself insane with the questions I needed answered. Time to make some friends.I grunted as I swung my feet over the side and tossed off the heavy blanket. They said I couldn’t leave their “pack,” whatever that means. They didn’t say I couldn’t leave this house. I wiggled my feet and gave myself a little pep talk
~Drake’s Point of View~ I had to get away from her, from the intense aroma of her. Surely Gage was just excited to be so near a new female, that’s what it had to be. *Must have her,* he growled in my head. *But she’s not our mate,* I said, scolding him. I mean, I was pretty sure. She didn’t have her wolf, but I would know. I was certain of it. When Belle and I cleaned Lola up my Beta had to come in and pull Gage away. He wanted to mate her, mark her in the worst way. He was damn near there too, but Belle ratted me out. She was right to do it, but that doesn’t mean shit to my wolf. There’s no way in hell our pack would tolerate a female being marked without her consent. And an Alpha of all people should be held to the highest standard. *We need a mate! We’ll have to settle,* he said, believing we’d never get our fated mate. I put up a good, hard exterior but I was a hopeless romantic. Yeah, it was hard as fuck to be patient, nearly impossible-- A deep growl cut across the stil
~Lola’s Point of View~ When someone backs me into a corner, I don’t cower. I don’t shake and whine like a little baby. I rise to the occasion and this place … this whole situation, will be no different. These guys around here eye me like a piece of meat, maybe I should act like one. I really didn’t know what it was about Drake that turned me on so much. He pushed every single one of my buttons and yet I hardly ever got more than a few words with him before he walked away. He was infuriating. It had now been a week that I’d been trying to get used to pack life. I’d met more women and even kids although they called them “pups” which was just bizarre. During the day most women were busy with their duties but it wasn’t like the men weren’t too. Everyone had a purpose, a role and certain things were expected of them. I was shocked to learn some cabins didn’t have electricity, but solar panels were expensive and I supposed they couldn’t all have them. Only the cabins in about a mile rad
~Drake’s Point of View~ *Yes! Say yes,* Gage shouted, practically pushing himself through my skin. He wanted nothing more than to shift and claim this female who was professing her desire for us. She was beautiful, she seemed pretty intelligent, just immature. I did something I’ve literally never done before: I completely fucking blanked. I didn’t move, I didn’t speak. I froze. A sharp elbow hit me in the gut and I shook myself out of it. “Go get her Alpha,” someone said, encouraging me. Suddenly catcalls and whistles broke out all over, and Lola raised her head to look at me. I finally figured out how to move my feet and stalked toward her. She had some balls, I’d give her that. But this is just not how this is done. There was also little chance she’d met all the males we had to offer, likely only half. Her fated mate could very well still be out there. Stay calm Drake, stay calm. Literally everyone is watching you, Jett is watching you. When I first agreed to be Alpha alon