We took our seats, Kami sat staring at us and Dylan began to talk.
"My name is Dylan Steele and my twin is Ryan. We got into your house almost three months ago." He said. Kami shook her head. "That's impossible, how have you been in this house and I never saw you?" She said. "You always saw us. We...are werewolves, so we have been with you as Captain and Duke." Dylan replied. She stared at us with doubting eyes." Werewolves, yeah right. And I am a mermaid." She said."Could you be truthful cause you are so damn lucky I haven't called the cops on you two." " It's true, my brother and I are werewolves. We exist,ask us anything, to clear your doubt." I was the one to talk this time. She stared at us for a while biting her lips in the cute way she does whenever thinking of something. "What did I do today?" She finally asked. "You were at work, resuming at exactly 8am. At the office, you had three meetings, one of which extended to the time you were to meet Zoe so she gave you and earful." Dylan said carefully. She looked surprised but masked it up almost immediately."Who calls me every Tuesday and Thursday nights?" "Your parents call on Tuesdays and your sister calls on Thursdays." I replied. She took a deep breath and spoke up. "Can I see Captain and Duke again?" We nodded." You ready?" I asked. She nodded biting her lips nervously. Dylan and I got into position and felt the shift take over. I shook out my fur coat after shifting and looked at her. Her jaw were literally on the wooden floor. "Okay, I still have questions." She said and we shifted back getting the clue. "I know you have tons of questions for us. But it is really late and you don't want to be late for work tomorrow morning. We would answer all questions as we get the chance to." Dylan said. She nodded and stood up leaving for her room. Dylan and I decided to sleep in the living room to give her privacy but she stopped on noticing us. "What are you doing?" She asked standing in the door. "We thought you would like some privacy, to take it in well." I replied Kami shook her head hugging her body. "I want my dogs with me all night. I can take it in tomorrow." She said. We shifted and walked behind her back into the room. Kamila got on the bed and snuggled close to us like she didn't just find out the truth about us. Kamila The next morning, I woke up to see Duke sitting by the foot of the bed. The memories from last night came flooding into my brain and I looked at him again. "It wasn't a dream, right?" I almost whispered as if I was afraid to hear the reply. He shook his head visibly enough and got off the bed. Duke, or Ryan, if I recall correctly left the room as if giving me privacy to get prepared for the day. I stepped into the bathroom and the first thing I saw were my toys washed and left on the counter top to dry. I groaned in mortification as I quickly put them all away vowing not to use them until I figure those men I have in my house. Bathing, makeup and hair got done in thirty minutes and I got dressed in a black skinny jeans and a camisole in the same colour wearing a jacket on it, a finishing touch was my boot heels. Picking my hand and laptop bag. I went into the sitting room to see them waiting in the kitchen. "Morning". I said. I could tell they checked me out because they weren't even discrete about it and I notice their eyes flash a golden hue. "Morning". Twin 1, Dylan replied. That's when I noticed he was wearing a Jean that hanged dangerously low on his waist. "I made breakfast" he continued. I never always had the chance to prepare breakfast every morning before going to work. Taking my seat to be met with a full breakfast." I can eat all these. Are you trying to kill me from overfeeding?" I asked looking up at them. Dylan shook his head with an amused expression. I left for work alone since they agreed to stay behind. Of course, I couldn't ask to inconvenience themselves and still stay as a dog. At the office, there was nothing to keep me busy and that made me to keep thinking about the whole situation since last night and the fact that I had two dangerously hot sexy handsome guys in my house. Not one, but two. Did I just call them hot, sexy, handsome. After fighting a inner battle with myself for half of the day, I decided to close early. Packing my bags, I called Leslie in. "Here I am." She said holding a notepad incase she had to write something down. "No need for that". She closed it. " I am closing early. If there is any information that can't wait till tomorrow, send me an email and i'll sort it out from home." I told her. She nodded asking, " Hope you are not feeling sick or something?". I shook my head at that getting up from my seat." No, not just feeling the office today. See you tomorrow" I replied. On my way home. I stopped by Targets to get some clothes for them as the ones they had on earlier wasn't doing them any justice. Getting the biggest size of sweatshirt and jeans I could find. I paid and left arriving home in few minutes. The guys were sitters in the living room like obedient dogs. Looking around, I noticed the house was cleaned up and shiny." I am home." It felt saying that to them. They looked at me and I noticed they now looked refreshed and clean except for the clothes they had on. Holding out the bags," Got something more comfortable for you." I told them. Ryan sighed dramatically as he took them from me. "Thanks." Dylan said." Okay, go in to change. I still have my questions." I told them and they went in. I quickly went into my room to change into something more free before I die from too much warmth. I wore a baby blue shirt that reached mid-thigh and shorts under it pulling my hair up in a lazy buns. The guys were already sorted waiting for me and I joined them taking my seat. "So, where should we start?" Dylan asked. " Well, how did you get into a pound?" I asked back.Kamila lay nestled between Dylan and Ryan, the warm glow of the fairy lights casting a soft, intimate light over the room. The bracelet with charms representing their children sparkled on her wrist, a constant reminder of the love and unity that bound them together. She felt an overwhelming surge of gratitude and love for her two husbands, who had made the day so incredibly special.Dylan turned towards her, his fingers gently caressing her cheek. “You’re so beautiful, Kamila. Every day with you is a gift.”Ryan shifted closer, his hand resting on her hip. “We love you more than words can express,” he said, his voice husky with emotion.Kamila smiled, her heart swelling with love. “I love you both so much,” she whispered, her voice thick with emotion. “Thank you for making today unforgettable.”Dylan leaned in and kissed her softly, his lips warm and tender against hers. The kiss deepened, filled with the promise and passion that had always defined their relationship. Kamila felt a sh
Four years laterThe Silver Moon Pack was more vibrant and bustling than ever, the pack's laughter and chatter echoing through the forest. Four years had passed since Kamila and her husbands, Dylan and Ryan, welcomed their triplets into the world. Their children, Aiden, Liam, and Elara, were now four years old, each one bursting with unique personality traits that made every day an adventure.Aiden was the eldest of the triplets by just a few minutes, but he wore his "big brother" title with pride. With his tousled brown hair and piercing blue eyes, he was the picture of determination and protectiveness. Aiden had an innate sense of responsibility that often led him to look after his siblings and cousins, ensuring they stayed out of too much trouble.Liam, on the other hand, was the epitome of mischief. His quicksilver eyes sparkled with a playful glint, always on the lookout for the next adventure or prank. Liam's energy was boundless, and his laughter infectious. Whether it was snea
Third Person's POVAaron had always dreamed of being a father, and now, with Victor by his side, that dream was about to come true. The discovery of the twin boys at the pack borders had been a moment of both concern and hope. The distinct scent of rogues on them had initially raised alarms, but the babies themselves were innocent, pure, and in need of a family.Aaron and Victor had immediately felt a connection with the twins when they first saw them. Their tiny faces, peeking out from beneath the rough blankets they were wrapped in, had tugged at their hearts. The decision to adopt them was instantaneous and unanimous.Now, as they stood in the pack’s office, signing the final adoption papers, a sense of excitement and anticipation filled the room. Kamila, Dylan, and Ryan were there for support, their smiles broad and encouraging.Victor glanced at Aaron, a hint of nervousness in his eyes. "Are we really ready for this?" he asked quietly.Aaron reached out and took his hand, squeezi
Kamila's POV It was early morning and the first rays of sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow on our bedroom. I rolled out of bed, rubbing my eyes, and headed to the bathroom to freshen up for work. As soon as I stepped inside, a wave of nausea hit me, and I barely made it to the toilet before throwing up. "Kamila, are you okay?" Dylan called from the bedroom, his voice tinged with concern. I flushed the toilet and rinsed my mouth, trying to shake off the unsettling feeling. "Yeah, I'm fine," I replied, attempting to sound casual. "I think I just ate too much last night." Ryan appeared at the bathroom door, his brow furrowed with worry. "You don't look fine. Maybe you should take it easy today." I forced a smile, not wanting to alarm them. "I'll be okay. It's probably just something I ate. I'll take it easy, I promise." Despite my assurances, the nausea persisted throughout the week. Every morning, I found myself rushing to the bathroom, and it became harde
Third Person's POV Zoë and Sarah had always dreamed of building a family together. They shared a deep love for each other and wanted to extend that love to children. Over several late-night conversations, they decided they wanted to adopt. Their unique situation as a werewolf and human couple led them to a special decision: they would adopt one werewolf child and one human child. One evening, after dinner, they sat together on the couch, holding hands as they discussed their plans. "I really want to adopt a werewolf child from our pack," Zoë said, her eyes filled with determination. "There are so many who need a family after everything that happened with Drayka." Sarah nodded, squeezing Zoë's hand. "And I think adopting a human child would be wonderful too. It will show that love transcends our differences." With their minds made up, they approached Dylan and Ryan, who had always supported them in their endeavors. The Alphas listened intently as Zoë and Sarah explained their plan
Third Person's POV The morning of Kamila's wedding dawned bright and clear, the sun casting a golden glow over the Silver Moon Pack's territory. The forest venue was a picturesque scene, with flowers of every hue adorning the aisle and altar, and lanterns hanging from the trees, ready to illuminate the night. In the pack house, Kamila was surrounded by her closest friends and family as they helped her prepare for the big day. Zoë, Sarah, Serenity, Siera, and Marie bustled around her, each contributing their skills to make sure she looked perfect. "Your hair looks absolutely stunning," Serenity said, securing the final pin in Kamila's elaborate updo. Soft tendrils framed her face, adorned with delicate blossoms that matched the flowers outside. "Thanks, Serenity. I’m so glad you’re here," Kamila said, her voice filled with emotion. "I couldn’t imagine this day without you." Zoë stepped back to admire their handiwork. "Kamila, you look like a fairy princess," she said, her eye