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~Winnie’s Point of View~ I’ve never had very vivid dreams but last night it was as if Hailey was personally controlling everything. Dreams of pups, running and playing. They have Tyler’s green eyes and my thick brown hair. They’re a bit mischievous like Finch and I adore it. But does Tyler even want kids? Human males his age are not even remotely thinking about families, settling down. He’s completely career obsessed. How can I fit into that world let alone with a family? Not to mention he’s a whole world away from where I live. Where I need to be to feel whole and at ease. Even Atlanta is half a country away. I pop my eyes open to find I’m alone, and I’d be lying if I didn’t admit it stings. But I remember him from yesterday morning and realize he’s probably working out. The bedside clock shows it’s just past 9am. His bed is impossibly soft, the sheets are silk against my skin. Who knows, maybe they are actual silk. Whatever they are, they’re him. His musk and his warmth still wr
~Tyler’s Point of View~ We make all the introductions and go through all the motions of small talk, even having dinner. Grace has a cook like I do, but with all these kids I’d say it's more for their sanity than anything. Three of them had to eat different things from what we did, and I assume it's just easier than a fight. Because I was that picky kid, and thankfully the staff were instructed to do as I said, even before I was in kindergarten. “I called in the babysitter for the night, she’ll get the kids to bed so we can talk. If you have a million questions, throw ‘em at me! I wish I could have had someone to ask outside of these two. Though now I’m actually close with my father’s mistress who is a shifter, but that’s another story,” Grace says, as we move into the family room. I raise my eyebrow at her omission. I love how open and friendly they all are, and it’s not fake. It’s not forced. They’re not afraid to show me that no matter how much is in your bank account, everybod
~Winnie’s Point of View~ “Hi,” I whisper, as I open my eyes to see Tyler’s green ones staring at me. Pure happiness fills me and Hailey is so content she’s still sleeping away. The feeling of his warm skin under mine is all I want forever. He is mine, and I am his. “Hi beautiful,” he says, rubbing my back. I can hear the pups already awake, I can feel the connections of my brothers’ animals, they’re up too. But this moment is so perfect I can’t let it end. “This must be what Christmas morning feels like to a human child,” I whisper, as he grins. “This Christmas will definitely be…” he trails off as his face changes. I look at him in confusion. “I… I completely spaced on using a condom last night,” he whispers. My eyes grow wide, realizing the gravity of his words. I hadn’t noticed either, I was so damn excited. Is he mad? “Ohh, uhm, well my fertile time isn’t until next week but…” I say, as Hailey wakes up like a drunken sailor. *Hi ho! Morning,* she chirps. He gives a dry l
~Tyler’s Point of View~ ~One Month Later~ I watch my beautiful bride from across the room and just fall more in love with her with each passing minute. She couldn’t be more perfect, more than I deserve… But I try not to dwell on that. It was a damn shame I didn’t trust any of my family enough to even bother telling them about asking to marry her, and then actually marrying her. We’d made a statement on social media that our wedding would be in a few months but we jumped the gun and married right in Grace’s backyard just a week after our engagement. It was perfect. Vic was my best man and Grace was her maid of honor. Scotch was the ring bearer and Winnie gave her a beautiful bow to signify marrying her too. Both of her brothers gave her away, she claimed that was what she wanted. I don’t know much about her dad, even now though he was there. In the span of a month I found the girl of my dreams, her wolf, and now… she’s having our baby. She got pregnant likely from the weekend we g
~Winnie’s Point of View~ ~One Year Later~ “I’m so nervous I should have worn an adult diaper! Ohh, having so many babies has not been kind to me,” Grace whispers as our limo pulls up to the premier. We all absolutely burst out laughing, and I go on so bad I’m afraid of crying and ruining my make-up. Grace had taken a small, non-speaking role in the film but also refused to be in the credits. She wore a wig and definitely looked different, but someone will notice. All of her children had non-credited roles too. I rub my little baby bump and Tyler does too. Our little guy Hawley is at home with all of his cousins, but his twin sisters get to come along for the big night. I can’t believe I’m pregnant again but I couldn’t be more excited. When I see my name next to Ty’s in big lights, my stomach flips. Finch and Jack both reach for me, and pull me so hard I fall out of the seat. “We’re so damn proud of you,” they both say, at the same time. I giggle and rub their backs. *Don’t cry
~Daphne’s Point of View~“It was an honest mistake. Don’t fire me please, you know how much I need this job,” I whined, pathetically.The look on my manager’s face told me all I needed to know. I was already as good as shit canned. One too many mistakes this month, most of which legitimately weren’t my fault but all ended up looking that way. It seemed like I was constantly defending myself and it seemed like that was all anyone saw.“Get your stuff Daph. You can get your check for this week on Friday, I’ll pay you for the rest of today,” Brandon said, sticking up his nose and walking away.My hand pulled back on its own, nearly ready to punch his lights out. I could hardly stand to add assault to my current predicament. I glanced at the clock on the wall and saw there were only 45 minutes left in my shift. How freakin’ generous of him. I was certain he knew already he’d fire me today, he was just waiting until I did tonight’s work.I sighed and took off my smock, dropping it on the f
~Daphne’s Point of View~I gaped at the building and fished out my phone again to look at the map. I had five missed calls and voicemails. All from the same number. Hmm, that cop I bet. Oh well, he can wait. My heart couldn’t handle what happened to Greta, but the fact was that she wasn’t in need of a home anymore and I was, desperately. I blew out a hard breath, it was already nearing dinner time and I just wanted a bed. Opening the door, a light smell of something cinnamon wafted in my nose and it was so damn nice. Like walking into a house where someone’s baking. It warmed me down to my bones.The walls were a nice cream color with little splashes of beige and light yellows. You’d think it was a bit institutional but they pulled it off so well. The lights were soft, and the furniture looked big and comfy. Is this like a rich people’s shelter?If it is, I sure as hell hope I can stay. I’d even take the damn waiting room couch right now, I was that tired.“Well hello,” a woman’s vo
~Daphne’s Point of View~“Holy cow,” I gasped, covering my mouth as the helicopter began its descent.“We have people to take your bags, you ladies can just hop off and a guide will meet you,” the pilot said.I heard him speaking but my heart thudding in my chest was all consuming. The water below was nearly clear and I could already see fish swimming. My eyes moved to the mountains in the distance, the forest. There was a bit of everything here. It was absolutely breathtaking. Out of a story book. There were three other women with me, they were Omegas as well. It took a week of Evelyn’s hard convincing and my lack of literally any other options to convince me to do this. Two other Omegas, Phoebe and Janet came in from somewhere in Canada a couple days ago and last night Maggie from Florida. They were all younger than me, perhaps far more impressionable. Basically all ready to be baby makers. That part, I wasn’t sold on.All of the ladies were a bit bigger, like me. Curvy or just pud