Stevee’s POV“Dad, its fine, yeah, I know what I am getting into. Well, I didn’t, but now I do,” I tell him.“Stevee Victoria, I mean it, leave him,” Dad Nate growls. Wait did he growl?Victor takes my phone.“I heard it, who are you?” Victor asks, getting off the bed and walking away. “Is she a wolf too?”Who, what the hell? I get off the bed and walk over to him as he turns his back to me, Bridget comes in.I see her neck. The Metallic W.I jump on Victor’s back and grab the phone.“You two are werewolves!” I scream at them. “The tattoos, I thought it was something gay men did, but Bridget now has one where Wesley bit her. It’s a mating mark. You two are mates!”There is silence on the other line.“They are rogues. They have a peace accord with Wesley’s Pack, Wesley hasn’t put it together yet, but I guess you did,” Bridget tells me.“DAD!” I yell. “Is that true?”“Stevee, you and Steven do not have wolves, Packs don’t accept wolfless Omegas as Betas,” Dad Matt says with a sigh.“Baz

Stevee’s POV “What is happening?” I ask quietly, trying to read the room. “They feel their mates,” Kesly tells me. “He’s gone,” Ki whispers as her hand moves from her neck. “What happened to her tattoo?” I ask.. “As soon as he died her mark disappeared,” Kesly says. “Replaced with that dot.” Where the once beautiful T had been is now a small black dot. I hug Ki, who melts into my hug. “We were happy,” Ki lets the tears fall. I sit and hold her. “Abby?” Kesly moves to her. “I just got him no, no, no, no, no,” Abby’s tears fall onto Kesly. I look up and notice there are more in here. “Ki, here,” I wrap a blanket around her. “Wesley too?” Ki asks. “Bridget felt something, I don’t know,” I tell her. “Seems like she can’t catch a break, I hate it for Marcella. She a Wesley have a special bond,” Kesly says holding a crying Abby and Ki. I nod and get up with more blankets. “My daddy was killed, wasn’t he?” A little blond girl asks. I look to her mother who is pale, and I see th

Victor’s POV“You take for granted things like putting on a shirt,” I tell Stevee as she steps in to help me.“I know, I broke my arm when I was little. My dominant hand. I got good with my other hand after that,” she tells me.She still hasn’t apologized for yelling at me during sex. I found that so disrespectful. I mean it was our first time together and she is yelling at me. I noticed she was taking a while, so I thought changing positions would help. I was clearly wrong. But I don’t think she needed to take that tone.“Thanks for the help,” I tell her, trying to catch her eye.She avoids it and changes into the suit Bridget brought her after we got back to our room this afternoon.Tonight, we honor the fallen. As the son of one of them, Stevee and I will be seated with my mother at the head table.“I asked Bridget about sitting with us, but she isn’t comfortable,” Stevee tells me.“Lots of history there,” I tell her.“Mark too, they want to sit with Wesley at the Westmoreland Pack

Wesley’s POV“MOM, DAD!” I yell as Bridget and I enter the Alpha apartment. “Wesley, you could mindlink us,” Mom tells me, hugging me.“Where is the fun in that?” I answer. “Mom, my mate.”Bridget keeps her head down and won’t look at Mom.“Bridget, it’s okay. Martin and I have come to terms with this,” Mom tells her, lifting her head. Mom gives her a small smile. “Welcome to your home.”Bridget slides close to me, still avoiding Mom’s eye. “Well, well, well, my son and Heir,” Dad comes out of his office. Dad sees the mark on my neck and nods. “You may be in line for an Alpha title, but you are a warrior at heart. Couldn’t wait to mark your mate.”I can’t help but wrap Bridget in my arms, pull her in front of me, and kiss her neck.“You might be right. Thankfully, I got a strong Beta Female as a mate, so our pups will be better than me,” I move my hands over Bridget’s stomach. “I’m not a pup machine,” Bridget whispers, pulling her hands on top of mine.“I know baby, it's a jo

Bridget’s POV“Wesley!” I scream, looking at the test in my hand. I can’t believe what I’m seeing.“Baby?!” Wesley runs into the bathroom, almost slipping on the tiles. “What is it?”I smile and turn the test around.“You knocked me up!” I scream at him, before hitting his shoulder.We smile at each other, and Wesley tosses the test away.“Damn right,” he pulls me in for a kiss, my silk robe riding up, so he puts his hands on my bare thigh, picking up my leg as his tongue explores my mouth.I wrap my arms around his neck and jump a little. He catches me and carries me to the bed. I grid his morning erection as he walks and my tongue tickles his, making him laugh into my mouth.“I love you, Wesely,” I say, pulling away from his lips.Wesley smiles and squeezes my thighs.“I love you too,” he lays me down and removes my robe. I’m naked under it.He removes his boxers.“Are you going to make love to me?” I tease him as he crawls over me.“I think we could make twins,” Wesley smiles.“Doe