6-plan

Logan POV.

They knew how to deal with my emotions, they knew where to push me, if it was up to me, I would have gone to my room and cried, I would have cried for hours and hours, maybe until she heals, but then she needs my help, she needs me to be there for her as her nurse.

Ryan was right, sex does help me, it's the best stress relief ever, and the cuddles afterwards do magics to me, I'm usually tucked in the middle between them hugged, kissed and loved, it's my favourite place to ever be.

"Ray," I mumble waking one of my mates up, trying to whisper to avoid waking James, he doesn't appreciate my four am chats, he says they could wait until seven am, or maybe ten. But once I have something on my mind, I'll stay awake until I talk it through, and usually, Ryan is my poor victim.

"What?" he mumbles back, his hands resting on my bum, squeezing my cheeks, I felt a blush get on my face, didn't he just have enough?

"If the plan works," I say, it's not if, it's when it works, I had full belief in us and our powers, I knew we'd give it one hundred per cent until we manage to bring her back. Whatever caused her to go rogue, we'll fix it, we'll bring her back to normal and anchor her down to never get rogue ever again.

"When it works, thinking about the celebration already?" he says again, still teasing my bum, I had to shift, squishing myself against James' thigh, making him groan in his sleep.

"Would she take my place in the middle? And get all the hugs?" I ask him.

"I'm sure you two can share, now sleep," James says in a firm voice pulling me tighter against his chest, smashing my face against his chest.

"Now shush it," he says, I sigh and get back to sleep, sure we could share, James chest is massive, it could fit us both, and we got Ryan too.

When the morning rolled it, I was the first to leave the bed, I had the first shift to go check on our patient, she was still out of it, I checked her pain med, making sure she was comfortable, checking her bandages, and finally leaving the room, she was safe for now.

I moved to get a shower, in our new house, me and Ryan share a room,  while James sleeps in the master bedroom the one we slept in last night.

While our patient has another room of her own waiting for her upstairs, the house also included the clinic room, living room, kitchen, and everything that you would find in a normal house, the place is supposed to be a safe place for her, she'll be getting another childhood, only this time she's being raised as a submissive to us three.

I got inside the room, seeing Ryan just done with his shower, one of us has to stay on guard with her while the other could rest, since she's set and Ryan is out, I could shower for now. We had to keep an eye on her vitals, pumping her body with medicine, and repeating the soundtrack, while making sure we aren't listening, we don't need to be acting like children again, we've been there and had a wonderful time, but it's our time to be adults and help her through.

James was also on standby in case anything happened, we had to take turns in checking on her, for the first week or so, she's going to need to stay under until everything in her heals. It's going to be some real slow, and tiring time, we can't be having sex every night, someone needs to stay awake with her while the others got some rest. I had a book on me, it's one suggested by master James, it goes into details about age regression and healing the mind, I never studied psychology nor worked with a patient in need of that kind of special treatment until now.

"How's the shift?" James asks coming to sit with me, I looked up from my book and gave him a small smile, although we've been through this plan a million times, having to execute it right now had me nervous and worried.

"She's still out of it, the tapes are on repeat, nothing to worry about," I assure him.

"It's not just her I'm worried about Logan, I need you to be okay too, I need you to stay strong for what's coming," he reminds me.

"Uhhh...you won't get mad right?" I say, usually, I'm really confident of my work and knowledge, but she's a special case study in every shape and form.

"Ask away," he says with a smile, I'm not going to ask him for a disease name or for him to explain the rogue disease again, it's physical or mental, that causes the body to be thrown off balance, it's lack of hormones or maybe just too many hormones, the definition is vague, but I knew it by heart now.

"What's our plan again?" I say with a blush, worried he's going to get mad at me for asking.

"We're going to push her into little space, a caregiver little lifestyle, where you and Ryan are her big brothers and I'll be her daddy. She'll be pushed into a submissive aura and headspace the whole time," he says, now that's the tricky part again, I wasn't born wolf, I only know things that he explained to me or I have studied.

"Submissives don't go rogue?" I ask confused, his notes said she had some alpha signs showing.

"They do, but the submissives could be controlled and helped to stay safe when overwhelmed they'd look for their partners for help like you two do when you come over for help," he explains to me, that makes sense, his whole theory was based on the wolf being pushed into submissive headspace and the baby stage, raising her for a second time.

"What if I'm a bad brother?" I ask him worried about being bad for the process.

"You'll be the best, I couldn't ask for more of a protective and loving brother," he says making me smile, he's right I'm the more loving one, Ryan would be the trouble maker in the family, and James, well daddy isn't afraid to spank us or her, I know my bum stand witness to being disciplined by him a couple times.