~The Next Night~~Hudson’s Point of View~“Colby don’t--”I cut myself off as my son laughs hysterically, pitching balls of snow every which way with both hands. The twin girls giggle as they run around him, kicking snow back at him. My eyes get teary watching them, thinking about all I’ve already missed. What I might forever miss with my other pups. Harlan and I are both already committed to trying to find more of them but… what if they are actually with good people? Could I try to take them from that life?It’s simply overwhelming to think about.“Who wants cookies and hot chocolate,” Harlow yells, just out of a side door. My sister, who’d also been running around in the snow, seems to pop her head up from behind a large pile and squeal. Goddess, I’ve missed out on so much with her. But she’s still a child, and I can’t forget that. Harlow and I have both vowed to make sure she gets the best childhood possible. As much love as we can shower her with, and that includes having our fath
~Three Days Later~~Harlow’s Point of View~“I really should check on Hudson,” I whine, as my mates all look at me like I’m nuts. We didn’t exactly have a lot of time to ourselves when we first mated, especially with a newborn. I know I should leave them all alone but I’m just too excited. I have nieces, nephews and new sisters!“Our family is certainly growing,” Tate says, coming up behind me and wrapping his arms around me. He settles his face into the crook of my neck and I lazily close my eyes and lean into him.The laugh that escapes from behind the door I’ve been pacing in front of for far too long takes me by surprise. “Interesting, she’s un-mated you know,” Tate whispers. The door opens and Dr. Snyder comes out, followed by my father. They both have huge smiles on their faces.“Keep to the diet, you’ll get some meat on your bones in no time. But come back and see me again in a few days to check your blood work again. I won’t give up on the idea that we can’t get your wolf ba
~Hudson’s Point of View~*The visions I’ve gotten of our father through your memories are of him so strong, big and tough. But gentle with our mother and sisters. This… this is not that male,* Harlen says, making a face of confusion in our head. We stare at Harlow sobbing in the arms of a basic skeleton. He’s got some skin holding his bones together but barely. The marring of his skin and the sunken orbs of eyes tell the story of an extremely broken male.I ball my hands into fists to keep from shaking, and shove them into my pockets. I have absolutely nowhere to direct my anger, and had I not also been prey for Caden, I wouldn’t get just how damn impossible it was to get out. For years I had no say, no control over anything in my world. The fact that I no doubt have dozens of pups out there who’ll never know me, never know how they were conceived makes me sick. For a while, he brought me females specifically to impregnate with red wolf babies. To sell.A tear escapes my eye, thinking
~The Next Morning~~Harlow’s Point of View~“Goddess, you smell… different. It’s driving my wolf insane,” I hear, as I smack my lips and fight opening my eyes. A nose burrows into my neck and hands grip my hair. Hope stirs to life from deep in my mind and arches my back into the male weighing us down.“I’m sure I smell like sex and--” I stop abruptly, and my lids flash open as I inhale Tate’s hair literally in my nose.“Oh uhm…” I say, and quickly look around to see if anyone else is in the room. It’s on the tip of my tongue to tell Tate I’m pregnant and he’s the father. I mean, we’re fairly sure at least I hope we are. Diana said that if the baby is Tate’s, it will only be a quarter fae, and likely won’t develop that side of its genetics for a couple of years at least. So the scent at least for now would be extremely muted. I remember Tate said himself that while he was half fae, he didn’t really embrace it and draw it out until he was much older.*Tell everyone at the same time,* H
~Luc’s Point of View~*We’re not basic, fuck stop thinking it,* Dante scolds, as we nibble on Harlow’s ear.*Come on! Tate is a badass fae and wolf both… Rowan is a devil which is about as rare as finding a red wolf. And without my vamp side I’m just… I’m just… a really fucking old guy, lucky enough to still pass as young looking… for now. I could wake up tomorrow and look like a grandpa ready to fall over,* I say, the thoughts bitter.*You’re way overthinking this,* my wolf whines.*On the contrary, you’re not thinking about it enough,* I insist.Dante growls at me, fully making his chest vibrate. Harlow assumes it's for her and she reaches to rake her nails down my leg that’s resting alongside hers. Dante moans anyhow with the touch, not caring why it's happening, and we push our focus back to her.*Get that lube,* Rowan says, over mind-link. I lick my lips and waste no time. My eyes drop to Tate, feasting between our mate’s pussy, and I’m still shocked I’m actually not jealous.Eve
~Harlow’s Point of View~I shake uncontrollably as I hold my finger out to Diana. Hope forces me to breathe because I can’t seem to remember that right now.“Do you want me to teleport your mates in,” Katrina asks, putting her hand on the small of my back as she curls around me. I blow out a hot breath as Diana stares at my finger with hesitation.A vampire with a conscience. My mind falls back to one of my nights back at Dark Thunder with Luc. “Every time you have any doubts at all about yourself, I’m going to kiss you just like that. Until you’re breathless and feel in every fiber of your being how beautiful I think you are. I don’t even care where we are or who’s watching.”I remember every word in that moment, and I didn’t even appreciate it at the time. But Goddess, my Luc. Vampire or not I loved him then, my heart was his. He didn’t need to tell me; I felt it with his touch. He showed me with his actions, with his drawings of me what I meant to him.“No, I want to do this on m