MasukI wanted to drop a little something extra this weekend, next update will be Tuesday.
~One Year Later~~Tate’s Point of View~“Hey! Hey watch where you’re going,” I shout, to no pup in particular as they all seem to run around like they’re stuck in a tornado. But they’re causing it at the same time. It's a chaos you’d think I’d be used to, but it seems as if every damn time I blink, they multiply.I clutch baby Pearl to my chest and turn away from Hudson jumping in the pool with such a large splash that it hits several bystanders. Luc looks up at me with annoyance since he’d been reaching for his daughter from his float in the pool. She coos and taps my beard, then pulls on some hairs. Harlow found the most adorable little swimsuit and hat for her. All I want to do is gawk at her with pride. For being the child of someone whose leapfrogged through time, she is all that you’d expect. She’s a very old soul and I have to confess, extremely calming to be around. Even for a baby that still just blabbers with few real words, she really seems like her brain is always going a
~Six Months Later~~Luc’s Point of View~“Who is this male again? What’s his talent,” I question, as Tate waves me off. I hate waiting, especially for something this important. Sometimes not having the vampire side of my body is still foreign, something I can’t grasp. I should be able to know this, to tell. A taste of Harlow’s blood would normally reveal all to me.I see a very large male off in the distance, he looks a lot like the Greek warlock everyone fawns over, but more dangerous. More deadly. Not someone you’d want to cross certainly or be in a fight with. Is he more than just a warlock? I hate involving outsiders in our family matters.“It is what it is, maybe we just wait like normal people would do and tell them we changed our minds,” Harlow says, coming to stand in front of me and cupping my face. I feel sweaty and anxious, unlike myself.*I can’t wait!! Tell her we aren’t waiting,* Dante insists.The very second Harlow said she was ready to try for another baby and get off
~Six Months Later~~Rowan’s Point of View~“My heart is so full,” I whisper, dipping my head to kiss Riot, our youngest baby. Tyson beams down at his pup, and runs his thumb over the tiniest patch of hair.“The way Riot came out just screaming, I thought he might be a wild one, hence the name. But he’s surprisingly calm and chill. The name might prove to be more when he gets older though,” he says, his face full of love.While he’s never made Luc or I feel like we’re not also 100% Riot’s father, my heart keeps demanding that we have one of our own. But our poor mate needs a break, and we’ve been trialing a birth control made for she-wolves. Considering we all still fuck her daily, it must be working.“You coming out,” Luc asks, coming up behind me and kissing my arm. I turn to see him in a dark swimsuit, sunglasses on and a backwards black baseball hat. Mouth fucking watering. Now that he doesn’t have to deal with the Shadows on a daily basis, he’s really coming into his own. His own
~Harlow’s Point of View~~Somewhere in a haze~“Follow the light Harlow, it’s okay,” I hear, from a soft and soothing voice.“Hmm, my head hurts,” I whine, feeling around in the dark for something, anything. I carefully put one foot in front of the other, and move toward a weird blue glow.“Hello,” I say, timidly. “Just a bit more Harlow,” the voice says again. I make a face at that, and try to figure out who it is, but come up with nothing. I can’t even really tell if it's a male or a female, it's almost just… childlike.I hold my hand out toward the glow and it's warm, inviting like a hot bath. I search my brain for my wolf but when I don’t sense her, I step back. It’s a trick. I don’t know how or why but this isn’t normal. What was I doing before this? Am… I dead?“You’re not dead Harlow, just a pain in the ass,” the voice says, with a small giggle. It’s a woman, for sure! I narrow my eyes at whoever this female is and put my hands on my hips. She can hear my thoughts! My hands
~Harlow’s Point of View~~The Next Evening~“Should he really be doing that,” I question, as I watch my father chasing around Hudson’s pups like he wasn’t just at death’s door yesterday. Their laughter warms me even though it's freezing out here. I’ve got on a heavy jacket that could keep three people warm but I still feel the cold on my face. I raise my gloved hands to my cheeks.We’re at the pack that’s been housing my father since he got his freedom, and I have to admit… it’s cute. My heart thumps just thinking about Dark Thunder. I certainly don’t miss school but the pack had its charms. I make a mental note to call and speak to Ginny soon, I can’t let her think I’ve already forgotten her.Tate wraps his arms around me from behind, and I lean into him. He nibbles my ear and I press my lips together. Goddess it doesn’t take much, I’m an absolute fool for my mates!“It’s a miracle. Not only his transformation but that he isn’t pissed about what we did,” he whispers, then moves to nu
~Two Weeks Later~~Hudson’s Point of View~*Calm down, you’re stressing me out,* Harlan whines, as we pace.I ball and un-ball my fists, trying not to go crazy. I called my family, but I don’t think they understood the severity here. I have to see him, I have to tell him--“Dad,” I say, when a nurse finally opens the door. The word should be common enough, but on my tongue it's still so foreign. I haven’t been the best to him since we found each other, but in all fairness it's been a heavy time. My entire world is spinning, sometimes out of control.“He’s sedated,” the nurse whispers. I run my hand through my hair and grind my teeth. I haven’t anywhere near enough time. My kids… they need their grandfather. He already loves them so much and I haven’t done enough to give them time.“What the hell happened,” I whisper, falling into the chair next to him and putting my hand on his arm. He looks so damn weak. He doesn’t look like himself at all. Though he hasn’t. The nurse sighs and fidd
~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 n
~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 ske
~Harlow’s Point of View~“Your mother has agreed to talk on the phone at some point, she’s sorry she changed her mind the other night but you weren’t really ready either. But she wants a bit more time to sort through all this. She also asked to speak to your father first, they are going to do that t
~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







