Let me know what you think, I cried more than Uncle Mike did during this chapter. Thank you for continuing to read Gals and Pals. -A :)
Delania POV Looking at Baylor laying in this bed it reminds me of how young he really is. If he were human he wouldn’t even be old enough to fight in a war for his country. But he isn’t human and he is the Alpha of Skatom Mochain who fought until he couldn’t for his pack. I brushed his hair off of his face and bent to place a soft kiss on his forehead. “Come back to me baby. Our pack needs you, I need you. Uncle Mike is here and he needs you too. Wake up baby, I love you,” I told him, holding his hand in mine. I couldn’t hold back anymore as the tears streamed down my face. This man with a defined sense of right and wrong, who stood for equality and justice was laying here broken. I remember Baylor telling me that it had been his dream to come to Ireland and find his family for as long as he could remember. He had made it and gotten a much larger family than he could have possibly dreamed of. He worked diligently to learn and be the best for his family. That’s what we all were, th
Baylor POV Wow, this place is positively beautiful! The skies are so blue and the grass and trees are so green they don’t hardly seem real. Looking out at the crystal waters it almost takes my breath away. It’s so peaceful, but a little lonely. “You’re not alone dummy, I’m right here with you,” I hear a familiar voice say. The odd part is this is a voice I normally hear only in my head. I turn my head to the side and see my wolf Shammus sitting next to me. “Shammus, how come I can see you? Why are you out of my head?” I questioned the odd occurrence. “We’re in the healing space. It is the only time other than death where we will ever be two instead of one,” Shammus explained as if this was an obvious answer. But it isn’t really that obvious to me, why would we need to be in the healing space. “I don’t understand, Shammus. Why are we here? You said we aren’t dead, can you please explain this to me?” I truly was confused by the situation and I wanted answers. “The battle finally ca
Delania POV Baylor had been out for well over twenty four hours and I was beginning to worry about how badly his internal injuries may have been. I have only left his side for that initial shower and then to empty my bladder after that. After a few hours I had licked all of the wounds that I could, knowing that the saliva of your mate could aid in the healing process. I could see improvements, so that gave me some hope. Sirona had come in a few hours ago and said that she was going to get Baylor more cleaned up now that he had begun to heal more. I asked if his vitals were stable and once she confirmed that they were, I asked her to please set up what was needed for his bath and I would do it. It wasn’t a jealous mate thing, it was me not wanting to leave and let someone provide care that I could provide myself. “This soap is an antibacterial, so it won’t hurt the wounds that are not completely healed. But make sure you rinse it well so that the Alpha doesn’t get a rash from the res
Baylor POV The darkness didn’t last long and almost instantly there was a cacophony of sound. I heard Delania breathing next to me before the shouting began and the packhouse door slammed open. It took a few moments more before my eyes opened and I could see that I was in the medical room and I could hear every vile thing that Marissa, the fucking cunt, was screaming at my mate. By the time everything was completely focused, I heard Delania very calmly telling Marissa to leave and that she was unwelcome here. That bitch was less than unwelcome, she was already dead and didn’t know it yet. Pain screamed through my body as I sat up and tried to swing my legs off of the bed. I heard Marissa say, “I’m not going anywhere. Your mate killed mine and I am gonna kill him while you watch.” The anger that surged through me was greater than the pain and I instantly knew how I was going to kill Marissa. ‘Shammus?’ ‘Welcome back dummy.’ ‘Not the time, Shammus. I don’t think my human body is re
Baylor POV Once Delania and I had made it up to our room, I unceremoniously fell face first into bed. I may have been out for a day and a half, but I was completely exhausted and sleep claimed me quickly. When I woke up it was an entirely different story. I felt completely energized and ready to face my day. It might have had something to do with the woman riding my cock as I woke. “Well good morning to you too, beautiful,” I said, reaching up and pulling Delania down for her lips to press against mine. When our lips parted her eyes were full of mischief and she said, “I’m sorry. Did I wake you?” I squeezed her ass and replied, “Feel free to wake me like this anytime. Though that would remove the foreplay, I rather enjoy that part too.” She rose up and began riding at a quick pace and I grabbed her hips to meet her thrust for thrust. “Maybe next time then,” she said with a breathy moan. Watching her enjoy herself, lost in pleasure, stirred something inside me and I rolled to swi
Baylor POV It shook me to my core when I learned that most wolves don’t survive when they lose their mate. I had given up on the battlefield and if it hadn’t been for Uncle Mike and Phoebe, Delania would most likely have died as well. That would have been another person who had died for me senselessly. So I have increased my training so that hopefully I am never in that position again. As for Alpha Colin himself, he has moved to the city to live above The Howling Shamrock Dublin and will continue to manage my finances until I am of age to do so myself. He said that even with the bond severed it was difficult to face pack life. His son came once he received the message we had sent to him through Agatha. He asked that we wake him and give him the choice of surviving or following after Luna Freya in death. He chose to live and it took half of the Crone’s coven to completely sever the bond and remove Luna Freya’s mark. These were some of the most powerful witches in Ireland and it prov
Baylor POV six months later “Would you quit staring at her already? I am sure that even the Queen of the Weebles is gonna kick your ass, if you don’t quit staring at her Kenneth,” I teased trying to push Kenneth out the front door of the packhouse. “Kenneth is P.W.’ed bad,” Mitchum taunted. “P. W.” Marlon and Connie parroted from their play pen. “I'm sure I don’t want to know what that means. And I definitely don’t want the pups repeating it,” Siobhan growled as she came into the common room. “What? You didn’t yell at Baylor for saying A S S, but I say P.W.’ed and I’m in trouble,” Mitchum sulked. “They didn’t repeat after their Alpha. They repeated after their Uncle Mitchum,” Siobhan scolded as she gave the pups each a carrot stick. “I was just saying that Beta Kenneth is Phoebe Whipped. Geesh, accidentally teach the pups the F Bomb and I am in the dog house for life,” Mitchum whined. “Come on dude. We all know what the real meaning is and no, Siobhan doesn’t want to know
Baylor POV“Come on Baylor, those dishes aren’t going to do themselves” Kenneth shouted from the grill area. I can tell you, I fucking loathe doing dishes. But I digress, when you’re 15 and not technically of legal age to work, eleven dollars an hour doing dishes isn’t the worst I could be doing. “Listen big guy, I am going as fast as I can, it’s Mother’s Day and this dive is packed” I shouted back. Kenneth is my best friend and has been as far back as I can remember. We lived in Monroeville together and managed to escape from there two years ago and have never looked back. Monroeville is an orphanage in Boston that I had lived in since I was two when my parents died in a car crash. Apparently when they died and United States authorities tried to contact any relatives back in Ireland, there was no record of Connor or Sophie Dunne ever existing. Well, I exist so that means they did too. Anyway, once we escaped Monroeville, we set out across the U.S. and landed in Silverthorne, Colorad
Baylor POV six months later “Would you quit staring at her already? I am sure that even the Queen of the Weebles is gonna kick your ass, if you don’t quit staring at her Kenneth,” I teased trying to push Kenneth out the front door of the packhouse. “Kenneth is P.W.’ed bad,” Mitchum taunted. “P. W.” Marlon and Connie parroted from their play pen. “I'm sure I don’t want to know what that means. And I definitely don’t want the pups repeating it,” Siobhan growled as she came into the common room. “What? You didn’t yell at Baylor for saying A S S, but I say P.W.’ed and I’m in trouble,” Mitchum sulked. “They didn’t repeat after their Alpha. They repeated after their Uncle Mitchum,” Siobhan scolded as she gave the pups each a carrot stick. “I was just saying that Beta Kenneth is Phoebe Whipped. Geesh, accidentally teach the pups the F Bomb and I am in the dog house for life,” Mitchum whined. “Come on dude. We all know what the real meaning is and no, Siobhan doesn’t want to know
Baylor POV It shook me to my core when I learned that most wolves don’t survive when they lose their mate. I had given up on the battlefield and if it hadn’t been for Uncle Mike and Phoebe, Delania would most likely have died as well. That would have been another person who had died for me senselessly. So I have increased my training so that hopefully I am never in that position again. As for Alpha Colin himself, he has moved to the city to live above The Howling Shamrock Dublin and will continue to manage my finances until I am of age to do so myself. He said that even with the bond severed it was difficult to face pack life. His son came once he received the message we had sent to him through Agatha. He asked that we wake him and give him the choice of surviving or following after Luna Freya in death. He chose to live and it took half of the Crone’s coven to completely sever the bond and remove Luna Freya’s mark. These were some of the most powerful witches in Ireland and it prov
Baylor POV Once Delania and I had made it up to our room, I unceremoniously fell face first into bed. I may have been out for a day and a half, but I was completely exhausted and sleep claimed me quickly. When I woke up it was an entirely different story. I felt completely energized and ready to face my day. It might have had something to do with the woman riding my cock as I woke. “Well good morning to you too, beautiful,” I said, reaching up and pulling Delania down for her lips to press against mine. When our lips parted her eyes were full of mischief and she said, “I’m sorry. Did I wake you?” I squeezed her ass and replied, “Feel free to wake me like this anytime. Though that would remove the foreplay, I rather enjoy that part too.” She rose up and began riding at a quick pace and I grabbed her hips to meet her thrust for thrust. “Maybe next time then,” she said with a breathy moan. Watching her enjoy herself, lost in pleasure, stirred something inside me and I rolled to swi
Baylor POV The darkness didn’t last long and almost instantly there was a cacophony of sound. I heard Delania breathing next to me before the shouting began and the packhouse door slammed open. It took a few moments more before my eyes opened and I could see that I was in the medical room and I could hear every vile thing that Marissa, the fucking cunt, was screaming at my mate. By the time everything was completely focused, I heard Delania very calmly telling Marissa to leave and that she was unwelcome here. That bitch was less than unwelcome, she was already dead and didn’t know it yet. Pain screamed through my body as I sat up and tried to swing my legs off of the bed. I heard Marissa say, “I’m not going anywhere. Your mate killed mine and I am gonna kill him while you watch.” The anger that surged through me was greater than the pain and I instantly knew how I was going to kill Marissa. ‘Shammus?’ ‘Welcome back dummy.’ ‘Not the time, Shammus. I don’t think my human body is re
Delania POV Baylor had been out for well over twenty four hours and I was beginning to worry about how badly his internal injuries may have been. I have only left his side for that initial shower and then to empty my bladder after that. After a few hours I had licked all of the wounds that I could, knowing that the saliva of your mate could aid in the healing process. I could see improvements, so that gave me some hope. Sirona had come in a few hours ago and said that she was going to get Baylor more cleaned up now that he had begun to heal more. I asked if his vitals were stable and once she confirmed that they were, I asked her to please set up what was needed for his bath and I would do it. It wasn’t a jealous mate thing, it was me not wanting to leave and let someone provide care that I could provide myself. “This soap is an antibacterial, so it won’t hurt the wounds that are not completely healed. But make sure you rinse it well so that the Alpha doesn’t get a rash from the res
Baylor POV Wow, this place is positively beautiful! The skies are so blue and the grass and trees are so green they don’t hardly seem real. Looking out at the crystal waters it almost takes my breath away. It’s so peaceful, but a little lonely. “You’re not alone dummy, I’m right here with you,” I hear a familiar voice say. The odd part is this is a voice I normally hear only in my head. I turn my head to the side and see my wolf Shammus sitting next to me. “Shammus, how come I can see you? Why are you out of my head?” I questioned the odd occurrence. “We’re in the healing space. It is the only time other than death where we will ever be two instead of one,” Shammus explained as if this was an obvious answer. But it isn’t really that obvious to me, why would we need to be in the healing space. “I don’t understand, Shammus. Why are we here? You said we aren’t dead, can you please explain this to me?” I truly was confused by the situation and I wanted answers. “The battle finally ca
Delania POV Looking at Baylor laying in this bed it reminds me of how young he really is. If he were human he wouldn’t even be old enough to fight in a war for his country. But he isn’t human and he is the Alpha of Skatom Mochain who fought until he couldn’t for his pack. I brushed his hair off of his face and bent to place a soft kiss on his forehead. “Come back to me baby. Our pack needs you, I need you. Uncle Mike is here and he needs you too. Wake up baby, I love you,” I told him, holding his hand in mine. I couldn’t hold back anymore as the tears streamed down my face. This man with a defined sense of right and wrong, who stood for equality and justice was laying here broken. I remember Baylor telling me that it had been his dream to come to Ireland and find his family for as long as he could remember. He had made it and gotten a much larger family than he could have possibly dreamed of. He worked diligently to learn and be the best for his family. That’s what we all were, th
Delania POV I knew the moment Baylor went down, I felt it through the mate bond. I was stunned for a moment before I began running full force towards the area where the worst of the fighting had been. As I was running past the training grounds my heart almost stopped when I saw Ichor carrying Baylor in his arms. “Is he?” I cried out. I couldn’t say anything more, it felt like I couldn’t even breathe. “He’s alive but he’s badly injured. He kept fighting long after he should have been down. He has a strong will to survive,” Ichor answered. “We need to get him to the medical room,” I said. “That’s where I am taking him, Luna. Are your healers already there?” Ichor asked calmly. “I can’t remember. I can’t remember who our healers… Wait, Sirona, I’ll call Sirona,” I stuttered my mind going in a million directions. “Good, you call for Sirona. She’ll take care of your Alpha,” Ichor said slowly. ‘Sirona, please come to the packhouse right away! The Alpha is hurt badly and is unconsciou
Baylor POV Over the next several days everyone in the pack fell into a normal routine. All pack members from age fourteen to well past fifty did some level of training, pups as young as eight were learning but their training was very mild in comparison to those who may possibly face a fight. We had a dedicated team of pack members who were working on the housing project. There were currently ten homes under construction, which meant families would start being able to have privacy. I had pack members approach me requesting permission to start building a grocery store, a coffee shop, and two restaurants. We were slowly finally on the road to rebuilding. I fell into a routine as well. I would wake two hours before the training for the elite team of warriors began so that I could do a perimeter check and look for deficiencies in the border patrol. After elite training I would oversee the various projects going on around the pack and join in on other training sessions when I could. In th