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My husband's face held an expression I'd never seen before—unguarded wonder mixed with fierce protectiveness. “He's natural with children,” Sophia said quietly. “I was thinking the same thing.” “He used to be, you know. Before his mother was sick and died, before he had to become responsible for everything. He was different then.” James ran to us clutching a blue train. “Ant Yemmy, this Thomas!” “Hello, Thomas,” I said seriously. “He's very handsome.” “He goes CHOO CHOO!” James demonstrated by running in circles around the coffee table, making train noises.

Teddy’s POV ‘I don’t think we’ve come close enough to allowing that to happen.’ I growled, still not comfortable with my old man. He still had a long way to go before I’d ever consider the idea. ‘It’s just a thought he’s been shooting at me: giving you a heads up and all.’ Thomas’s wolf form shrugged, yawning as he looked over to Rose and the puppy. ‘Now, we got sidetracked. What did you want to discuss?’

"They're just like fucking humans! How do we find them? " "We have a secret weapon." Travis announced, smiling. Giving a whistle, Travis turned as the door behind us opened and Thomas came strolling in confidently. Lifting my brow, I met Travis' gaze, trying to figure out what he planned. "Did you ever wonder why Thomas is the way he is?" Travis asked me quietly as the rest of his pack mates took in Thomas with weary expressions. "Not really," I confessed."I don't really care much about others." "Well, he is special." Travis continued lowering his mouth right beside my ear. "He is a skilled tracker, at least when he is Thomas."

Thomas said once he’d finished shifting back into his human form. “Yes, I believe so. Much of what is going on has not bothered me. So, I’ve tried to observe what’s going on. They’ve not taken much notice of us.” The elderly man puttered into his living space to settle into an old armchair with some difficulty. Thomas made a mental note to change that chair out for him with one he could get in and out of more easily. “I want to make this place ground zero for returning peace to this pack.” “If you mean you’d like to take over control of the pack. Then do so.”

The village bustled with activity. Children played in the streets. Merchants sold food. Farmers argued about prices. Life. Simple life. Then Thomas noticed something. Nobody was afraid. No one glanced nervously toward the sky. No one worried about darkness. No one expected disaster. Then he smiled. The little things mattered. Maybe more than the big ones. Then Ava nudged him. Then: "You're smiling." Then: "That's suspicious." Honestly? Fair. Very fair. Reasonable honestly. Then Thomas rolled his eyes.

They ran to the front and greeted Thomas warmly. Thomas was tempted to pinch their chubby little arms when he saw them. Unfortunately, he had just been washing vegetables and his hands were wet. "Oh, look who's here. It's my two little sweethearts! Have you missed me?" Thomas asked. Layla responded, "I've missed you, Great-grandpa." Lucas said, "Yes!" Thaddeus raised an eyebrow, realizing that Lucas' cool demeanor was reserved for him only. When it came to Thomas, the little one expressed his emotions in a straightforward manner.

Cassie - I end up falling asleep while Thomas snacks on the popcorn he brought up for us to eat while we watched a movie on the giant TV hung on the wall opposite my new bed. We were up half the night just chatting and I think it is safe to say we are now friends and not just protector and protected. Thomas makes me feel normal, like I can once again be the girl I was before. He makes me forget all the bad stuff, the trauma, the torment, Ace and Maddie’s cruelties, and even Ace being my mate, even though he doesn’t know that yet, I will tell him, I just don’t know when I will be ready to admit that my mate is my tormentor. I feel like a person when I am with him and I already love him like

“You are fond of taking in strays, just like how you adopted that human boy.” “His name is Thomas,” I gritted my teeth. “I’ve corrected you a billion times.” I found Thomas in the human village of Carisole one night when I was out on a hunt. He was scruuny, malnourished and was on the verge of death due to starvation and dehydration. I was aware that the vampire takeover was in no way favourable to the humans, but that couldn’t be helped. Ambrose had been planning the attack on the humans for centuries, and as his sire, adoptive son and a member of the Malvado, I had a duty to make sure that his intentions came into fruition, regardless of how I felt about the situation.

I have a feeling that man Sebastian has something to do with it. What an unreadable man he is. From the moment we met at that supermarket i had a very intense feeling about him. Not bad, but not good either. He was grumpy and all but those few seconds his face muscles loosened and i thought i saw a hint of a smile, he seemed like a completely different person. But the next time, in the Fair, he was so hostile with me, his eyes shooting lasers on my body, i tried hard to not look at his direction. I noticed Thomas talking to him. We were fine, Thomas and I, before that moment in time. But then, we weren't. And so i wasn't with other people too. Ludicrous that people ask me why i prefer the an

“I fixed this for you, Mrs. Thomas. I hope you find someone else that could fix the broken tools in your kitchen.” Mrs. Thomas scoffed kind heartedly. “Don’t you worry your head over us, little one. You make a success of that school they’re sending you to and maybe you’ll even find your match there.” She answered with barely contained tears. Mrs. Thomas was fond of her, since she had grown up with her taking her under her wing as a female parental figure. Ember was close to tears as well, but she refused to show weakness. “Humans don’t have mates, Mrs. Thomas.” She answered with a forced light giggle.