***"Are you done with my mate, Sanders?" Jeremy asked with a sheepish grin."Yes, alpha." The doctor nodded. "He's going to be wheeled back to his room.""Good. Place my child on my mate's chest for now." Jeremy instructed. "And Stan?" Jeremy called to his grinning friend. "Get them to change the rug in Ryan's room...what's the word you doctors usually use? Stat!" Jeremy grinned as the medical team laughed. "Preferably, a thick and fluffy one, Stan.""Right away Alpha." Stan took off."What are you doing?" Ryan laughed, his curious eyes on his mate."You'll see." Jeremy gave his mate a wink so sexy and lecherous he blushed."He's back," Philip muttered with a fist pump, obviously thrilled that his friend was himself again and taking charge."Michelle?" Gloria called to the nurse as the doctor placed her grandson on Ryan's chest. "I need soft towels. New and very soft please." She seemed to know exactly what her son was trying to do. "Congratulations honey." She kissed a teary-eyed Ry

***“How did it go?” Jeremy asked as he took a seat beside Philip.“I told them my piece.” Philip shrugged. “They saw my point, and agreed.” He said but something in his tone caught his friend’s attention.“But...” Jeremy frowned.“This goes beyond Stanwood, Jer.” Philip sighed. “If you endorse it for Stanwood, then it must be done for the others. Think about it.”“Shit!” Jeremy swore when it suddenly hit him like a ton of bricks. “I didn’t think of that.” He gave a short laugh. “Shit, shit, shit…” He groaned. They both knew how much werewolves thrived on exhibitionism.When werewolves ran in their wolf forms, they mated freely and didn’t care who watched. They were animals after all. But although they acted with more sanity when in human form, they still enjoyed watching others going at it in passion. Ceremonies such as mating ceremonies for alphas were, therefore, rare moments where most werewolves got to enjoy that eroticism where raw beastly fire met sensuous humanity. In short, m

***Ryan stood in just his robe in the living area and allowed his gaze to shift around. The room needed a bit more darkness, he thought as he flicked his wrist. The room instantly got darker. With a nod of satisfaction, he snapped his fingers and watched as all the scattered candles around the suite lit up. The fresh, vaguely woodsy fragrance of sandalwood with a touch of nutmeg that wafted out of the lit candles evoked a super romantic feeling which made Ryan moan.He stared at the glass that separated the rest of the suite from the bed area for a moment and then snapped his fingers again. The glass instantly disappeared to reveal the huge bed that was covered with beautiful white silk sheets and red rose petals. The rose petals added a touch of sensuality and allure which took Ryan’s breath away. He took a sip of the champagne he had in his hand as he surveyed his handiwork, hoping he hadn’t left anything out.The suite looked completely different. Ryan knew that Jeremy would be bl

***“But you went to all this trouble…”“Shut up, Jeremy.” Ryan breathed as he pushed down his mate’s jeans and boxer briefs, completely missing the Ojah’s amused expression. A lustful moan tore out of his throat when his gaze landed on his mate’s eager, rigid, throbbing hardness. “Damn, I’ve missed you.” He breathed, feeling his mouth water. He wanted to taste that beautiful appendage so bad but he wanted it inside his already slick warmth even more.With a hand on the Ojah’s cock, Ryan led him to the couch and pushed him into it. “You can strip later.” He muttered as he licked his lips seductively. “For now, I’d like to sit on my throne, please.” With those sexily whispered words, Ryan moved to straddle the sexy beast.For a moment, the Ojah looked completely dazed. Then he took over, one of his hands going to Ryan’s waist under the robe and the other lining up his cock with Ryan’s hungry hole. His eyes never left Ryan’s hungry ones.“Let me know if I hurt you, please.” The Ojah bre

***Philip’s head shot up when he heard the distant sound of a chopper. His brow creased with a frown when he clicked on his calendar on his laptop. They didn’t have any visitors booked for that day. Alphas still called on Jeremy and Ryan to pay their respects for the birth of their son but no one was expected that day.‘Winnie?’ Philip called his secretary on his mind-link as he stood up and left his office. ‘Do we have any alpha visiting today that I’m not aware of?’‘We have no one booked for today, Alpha.’ Winnie responded.‘Thanks.’ Philip muttered as he walked briskly out of the building. His destination was the east lawn when helicopters that came to the pack-house usually landed.Philip noticed that Stan, Pete, George, and some others who were all part of the welcoming team for alphas were converging on the lawn with surprised looks on their faces.“Didn’t know we were expecting anyone today,” Stan called out.“We’re not,” Philip responded as he looked up at the Sikorsky S-92