LOGINLizzy’s [POV]The next few weeks passed so quickly, but so slowly.Elliot continued taking care of Evan. I continued watching him, thanks to the wolf that wouldn’t take her eyes off of him.Evan warmed up to him, and started calling him a word that sounded a lot like “Ehwt”. I was pretty sure it was his version of Elliot, and it was so freaking adorable that it made me wish I was there. He seemed to get just a little grumpier every day that I was in wolf form, but Elliot was actually pretty good at distracting him with snacks and games.They had a pretty good routine going, and after a couple of days had passed, I wondered what the hell my wolf was waiting for. Elliot hadn’t shown any sign of violence, or impatience, even. He grinned more than anyone I’d ever met and laughed more too.I wasn’t looking for a relationship, but if I had been, he was the kind of guy I would’ve gravitated toward. He always had a good attitude, never complained, and was extremely adaptable. He made friends
Eliot’s [POV]Dax nodded. “You’ve got a chance to make her life easier, here. To take care of someone who deserves to be taken care of. Two someones, I guess.”“I just hope she lets me.” I continued scratching her head. There were dishes in the sink, but I’d get to them later. A nap really did sound good.“Anything else you want me to do?” Dax checked, standing up.“Nah. You can come over later if you want to help with the playground stuff, but I’ve got it if you’re busy. I think I’ll try to spend most of the afternoon outside with Ev.”“Alright, enjoy your nap.” Dax strode toward the door, calling out, “And the rest of your first day as a stay-at-home dad.”I grew contemplative as I continued to pet Lizzy’s wolf, staring up at the ceiling as I did. Dax was right; I was a stay-at-home dad for the day. Hell, for however long Lizzy’s wolf was hunting me.It was a little strange to be sort of a dad without having ever had sex, or having a conversation with the mother of the kid I was tak
Lizzy’s [POV]As much as I hated it, I couldn’t despise Elliot. It had been less than twenty-four hours, but Evan had already put him through the wringer, and Elliot had taken it all in stride.My wolf followed him through the store as he loaded a cart with non-perishable things—a crib, crib sheet, and a fuzzy blanket. He let Evan pick the blanket and ended up with one with a massive, realistic-style dinosaur on it. I would’ve said no to that if I’d been there because it was a little creepy. But Elliot didn’t seem to think it was worth the battle, and Evan was holding it in a death grip.He wasn’t wrong about the battle. The blanket was ugly, but it didn’t really matter.Elliot had to pull Evan out of the shopping cart to figure out what his diaper size was, which pissed Evan off and earned him a hell of a lot of furious toddler screams and pinches, but Elliot only teased him about his temper and buckled him back into the shopping cart’s seat in return. Eventually, Evan chilled out, a
Elliot’s [POV]Carrying Evan up to my room, I shut the door behind us and Lizzy and locked it so he couldn’t escape while I was changing. I’d showered the night before and figured I’d do the same again after Evan went to bed.The little guy went furry almost immediately after I put him down, and seemed to be having the time of his life sniffing around my room. I had to move a couple of things when he noticed them and tried to knock them off the nightstand—which made him absolutely furious but after I scratched his furry head and pointed to the dirty laundry basket, he ran over there to check everything out.Changing didn’t take long. Shaving didn’t cross my mind, but Lizzy’s wolf wouldn’t give a shit about whether or not my stubble was getting out of hand.When I was dressed in clothes that hadn’t been hit with chocolate milk yet, I opened the door and called for Evan to follow me down to the first floor. The little wolf came skidding out of the room, and I watched him closely as he l
Lizzy’s [POV]Elliot didn’t get angry when Evan dumped chocolate milk everywhere.I got angry when he dumped chocolate milk everywhere, sometimes. Hell, I even cried about the mess every now and then, after a really long day. Ev practically lived to dump chocolate milk everywhere, after he’d finished chugging an insane amount of the stuff.But Elliot didn’t get mad.He didn’t even sigh, or groan, or get grumpy.He just cleaned the kid up, dumped him in the crib, and cleaned my room.And then went to sleep, as if he wasn’t bothered at all by the situation.Sure, it was only day one, but he’d been thrown a lot of shit in one day. So the fact that he hadn’t lost his temper impressed me.A lot.It didn’t change anything, of course.But it did impress me.Elliot’s [POV]Evan woke up screaming for more “Mick” before 6 AM. Since I knew what it was that time, I had the straw in the damn bottle before he gave me the glare stink-eye that made me feel like an absolute fucker.I watched him like
Elliot’s [POV] I ate, making sure to put more than half the food on a plate for Lizzy’s wolf, and then took a quick shower with the wolf sitting just outside, watching me. Wrapping my mind around everything was slow-going, but it did get easier as the night went on. The most difficult thing about the whole situation was not being able to talk to Lizzy. Not being able to ask her how she felt about the situation, or what she wanted me to do about it. Especially considering her toddler was involved. If I fucked up with him, there would be no forgiveness. Messing with a wolf’s baby was a sure way to get your throat ripped out—as her ex could attest, had he been there. But he wasn’t. I was. And… she was mine. They were mine. I just had to prove myself worthy of that. Considering I wasn’t sure I was worthy, that would be a challenge. But I’d sure as hell do my damned best. After my shower, I finally gave my wolf the control he’d been wrestling me for. He brushed up against Lizzy’s w
We were four days into the Climax when someone finally interrupted us. Our sex drives were still high, but starting on day three, the constant need finally began to fade."We're going to starve," I groaned to Jesse, staring into the fridge. It was empty, other than a gallon of milk with le
Jesse's eyes tracked my every movement as I crossed the parking lot. My heart sped up at the intense look he wore. He was always easygoing and calm; I'd never seen him look like he was feeling so much. As I approached him, I tried to come up with something to say. A good way to bring up the topic
Her teeth closed around Jesse's wrist. His jaw clenched, but he watched my wolf intensely as she bit down on him. She wasn't trying to hurt him, the way she'd tried to hurt the girl on campus, so she didn't bite hard at all.When she withdrew from his hand, she licked his wound. The fingers on his
I strode away and heard footsteps as Jesse followed me. He was silent for the most part, but there was no denying his presence. My mind churned as I struggled to come up with a plan as to what I was going to do next. What was there to do next? I was stuck living at Jesse's house and was the host







