Sabrina's POVHe lays down, then the brown wolf follows suit.“It’s just my dad,” Zach says, climbing on top of the black wolf. “Want a ride, Sophie?”“She is going to ride my dad with me,” Tony says, climbing on the brown wolf.“Mommy, put me down,” Sophie wiggles until I release her. She runs straight to Tony and the brown wolf.“Sabrina,” Betty says, coming around. “I know this is a lot to take in, but Ted, Bill, I, well the entire pack. We will not hurt you, ever. Sophie either. You are important to us. Crystal and I can teach you everything.”“Crystal is one too,” I say, watching Sophie laugh on the brown wolf. She looks so happy. “Is everyone a werewolf?”Betty giggles a little. “No. Just about 2000 of us in Dallas. With over 1.3 million people in Dallas, it’s not that many. Zero-point one percent of the population.”I look at her, taking my eyes off Sophie for a second.“That is only a little funny,” I tell her. I look back and Sophie is laughing joyfully. “Why is Sophie so com

Ted’s POVI reach for her again and she steps back. Her chin is trembling. I can’t take the idea that she thinks I will ever betray her. Killing Sedit Zenith is looking better and better every day. “Never,” I pull back and hold her face in both my hands, meeting her eyes. “I will never touch another female as long as you never reject me.”“I don’t want to reject you, but I am not sure I can be what you need,” She confesses.“I don’t believe the goddess would have brought us together if you were not capable. She has faith in you and so do I. Give us a chance and you will see it. We can deal with the sex stuff later,” I kiss her lips again, enjoying the sensation.She smiles at me before getting in the car for Betty to drive her and Sophie home.“Bye, Tony,” Sophie waves out of her window.“Bye, Sophie,” Tony waves from the porch.Sabrina rolls down her window and we hold hands. Our fingers hold on as they drive away.“Betty is going to work on her during the drive. Any luck, when Be

Sabrina's POVI go back to my room and open my bedside table. I take out the gun safe. No, I don’t have a gun, I have a vibrator. I keep in the safe to make sure Sophie never finds it.Look, I swore off men, not orgasms. It’s also part of my therapy to enjoy the feeling of sex so that one day I can enjoy the touch of a man. One day, but not tomorrow. Not now. One day in the future. You know, like, years from now, when Sophie is, like, having her own sex life.Now, I am staring at this thing, and I am not sure this will prepare me for the man that is Ted Sol. I felt it through those basketball shorts. My little toy will not be preparing me for that!I turn it on and, honestly, I’m not in the mood. But then, I remember his touch. I lean back against the pillows. The way his messy hair falls in his face. The sweat that glisten on his chest. Oh, his chest, so defined and hard. Everything looks so hard but when he touches me, it’s gentle and soft. I don’t really need the vibrator, but I us

Ted’s POVI stare at her as we stand 20 feet a part in the driveway. She could bolt, be gone and I would never find her. I take a deep breath before I answer.I shake my head and stare her in the eye.“My brother has known for two years and says you can’t hurt me. Will you hurt me?” I ask.“Never on purpose. I’m a little dense sometimes but if you talk to me and tell me what I did to hurt you, I will change my behavior,” I say, trying to convey my honesty.She nods, we walk side by side, but never touching.We walk through the house and stop in the kitchen. We both grab coffee and breakfast sandwiches.“Ladies,” I announce to the Omegas in the kitchen. “This is Sabrina, our Luna. She and her daughter are moving here. Please make sure to make Sophie feel at home. Please send meal upstairs to the Alpha Kitchen for the next few days, please.”“Yes, Alpha,” They all say in unison. I help Sabrina carry our breakfast to the back patio.“Will we always eat out here?” Sabrina asks as we

Sabrina's POV3.5 years before Jorge was over for dinner. I had smoked a brisket, with smoked corn. I had collard greens, mashed potatoes and a smoked apple pie.“Sabrina, where did you learn to smoke an apple pie?” Jorge asks, eating a second slice.I can’t help but laugh. “Mom’s side of the family are pit masters in Austin. Solen is actually better with the smoker than I am.”“Thank you, sis,” Solan smiles. “Seriously dude, my sister can throw down with the best pit masters in the world. She is a Texas girl.”“Well, everything is better in Texas,” Jorge smiles at me. “Including the men. I’ll clean the dishes tonight.”“Man, we have a dishwasher,” Solan tells him. “Come on, I’ll help you load it.”The guys loaded the dishwasher and I set up game night.They were coming in with coffees, when I felt the first pain.“You good?” Jorge asks, handing me my drink.“Yeah,” I tell him with a smile. I love it when Jorge smiles at me. We were laughing about my latest pay in Cards Against Hum