"Don't be scared boys," Dexter says with a stiff face as he stares at his father."He won't cause you any harm," he promises them both, "that is your grandfather." He says.Looking at Dexter I find that he's neither smiling nor frowning, but hostility surrounds them. The bad blood between them has me worried about how my kids will be treated, but then I remember Dexter saying he loves them.There's no way he'd sit back and watch them get mistreated.With his arm placed on each of their shoulders, he gives them a boost, pushing them forward towards the cranky-looking man.After a long pause, a brave Ash takes a step forward and I see him gulp but then hold Neo by the hand the two walk towards the man, but then he stops, Neo turns around, and he's shaken by the cold face the man's putting on."Grandpa?" Neo asks Dexter almost as if he's trying to cross-check."Yes, now be good boys and go greet your grandpa," he says to them, and once again they begin to moveFinally, they reach him, th
“Woah~”With glittering eyes and drool, Neo, Ash and I stare at the lavish meals on the table, unsure where to start, my hunger is eradicated just from the delicious aroma evaporating into my stomach.“Can we eat all of these?” he asks Dexter.Dexter chuckles, he reaches out for a knife on the table and cuts a slice of cake for each of them. Despite the frown on my face he turns to the other side and proceeds to feed them with sugar while my eyes twitch.“Everything here is for you to enjoy, it’s your welcome gift,” he answers them and quickly they glow with glee, “now don’t hold back your appetite, I’m pretty sure the both of you must be starving after going to bed rather early,” he tells them.“Uh-huh,” Neo answers, his eyes fixated on the cake as he nods with a giggle. “Yes, thanks for the meal,” he says rushing to chomp down his slice, same with Ash.Speaking of which, Ash looks rather gloomy, he’s fondling his fork, poking the cake with a long face that I’m puzzled about what see
“Please… just for tonight,” they begged me.With the urge to tease them a little, I fold my arms and turn around refusing to spare them any face.“You both have your separate rooms don’t you, so that’s a sign that I should stop reading bedtime stories to you don’t you think? Besides, this is also how you grow up quickly.” I tell them, stealing a peek every now and then to observe the look on their faces to fill my stomach with laughter.My boys glance over at each other while holding out one of their favourite bedtime storybooks, disappointment all over their face, Neo wraps his arms around the book and pouts.“I don’t wanna grow up,” Neo says, his eyes teary as he starts to whimper, “I just want a bedtime story,” he tells me, his tears already getting the book wet.Plop!I feel my bed press down and turn to find Ash who’s helped himself on the bed, “if you won’t be telling us a story then I’ll stay here with you,” my grumpy young man says, staring off into the far end as he murmurs.
“And that is why werewolves need their symbol, their symbol represents their identity and status,” Dexter says to the kids, their eyes are lit from excitement after listening to their father turn the history of the werewolves into a bedtime story.Neo begins to yawn, his arms and legs stretched as he cuddles warmly under the blanket, I prepare to take over from Dexter who’s slowly rising from the bed.“But papa,” Ash calls out, holding onto the hem of Dexter’s shirt and tugging him until Dexter sighs before he turns to face, “earlier, grandpa mentioned an Omega and you did so too in your story, so I was wondering if we’re omega’s doesn’t that mean we’re inferior,” he asks.At that moment, Dexter and I exchanged glances with a look of shock on our faces, we were not prepared for that question.“Sweetheart…” I call out to Ash, ready to put an end to his questions and have him go to bed when his father signals me to stop.He sits back on the bed, his entire weight crushing the bed until
Neo and Ash were dropped off at school, the glow on their face and pride in them as they raise their chest walking into a school like they've hit the jackpot, I wouldn't lie, too found it rather exciting that all the teachers and pupils were staring at us like a celebrity, their jaws wide open as their eyes meet the man beside me.Knowing I'd be late for work, I take my bag and scurry to the junction.“Taxi!” I yell at the top of my lungs as I flag down the p*ssing taxis.But for some reason, all the taxis I've stopped until now have either refused me or zoomed off.“Dammit," I curse when yet another taxi zooms off without stopping once again."That's the third taxi I’ve missed in five minutes."I'm pulling my hair in anger as I groan repeatedly wondering what is happening to make more than twenty vehicles p*ss by and avoid me like I'm some kind of plague, besides it kind of feels like someone is staring at me…?!Honk!The loud blow of a horn has my heart skip a beat, I flinch, turnin
I'm dumbstruck, totally speechless as I try to process the words this woman has just uttered."I don't understand what you mean?" I say with a naive laugh, brushing my hair backwards."Oh it's very straightforward," Linda says, slowly she takes a step towards me, her index finger stretching out and then she suddenly starts to poke me with it.Her finger is quite firm and rather painful, her nails stab me almost as if they were digging into my skin, and just one finger succeeds in pushing me backwards.My eyes avert to her red lips as I read her words, "Back… off… my… man.""So you weren't here to find a lawyer?" I question as soon as she frees me from her painful poking."I am," she says, reverting to normal.Her arms folded as she leans back, her eyes scanning me thoroughly from head to too and as if finding nothing, she scoffs, "But then I heard that the little husband snatcher was also a lawyer and decided to see what sort of a tramp you are, you are not a werewolf and neither are
Dexter's POV"She's rejected us once again without even knowing it, what will we do?" My wolf cries within me.It's the second time today she's outright rejected me without knowing the importance of her words.My wolf weakens each time she throws me her cruel words. I'm always losing my guard around her and turning softer than a marshmallow."I'm not sure anymore, I don't feel like going in anymore," I tell him."Shut up, it's not my fault she doesn't want us, who was it that decided to utter such childish words this morning," he roars angrily.I frown knowing too well that I have no right to be angered and yet it pains me to hear such. What is wrong with me?The door opens quite swiftly and right in my face a certain someone stares at me with shock all over her.Linda, what's she doing here?"Ha! So this is the reason why she's so angry," I tell myself while frowning at the little pest in front of me."Alpha!" Linda squeaks.I chuckle at how ridiculous the situation was, sighting Vid
Buzz!My phone vibrates upon my table, slowly slipping towards the edge.I'm pissed as this is the fifth time I've been called in two minutes and I wonder if the person who's calling repeatedly cannot understand that there are what they call working hours.The repeating ringing of the phone gives me a headache that I growl with irritation.Tch!"Wouldn't you pick that up Alpha, I'm certain whoever is calling would not stop, besides it'll help you put an end to the disturbance quite quickly," George tells me.I see the reasoning in his words and reach for my phone, and with a dreadful sigh answer the call."What is it?" I ask, making sure not to hide the fact that I'm annoyed by whoever's on the phone."Dexter…"My sanity snaps at the weak shaking voice of Vida, I hear her sniffles and his and I'm instantly agitated with burning rage.I spring up from my seat, banging hard against my table before I could realize it, "Vida?! Is something wrong?" I ask."The… the kids Dexter," she stamme