Hey Gals and Pals! I just wanted to say Hi and Thank You for continuing to read Alpha Baylor. I appreciate each and every one of you. I wanted to let you know that just for the next couple of weeks updates will only consist of one chapter daily instead of two due to both family commitments and an increased work load for the 'day job'. So please be patient with me. Also don't forget you can check out my social media for visual story enhancements, so you can see some of the things my mind does when Baylor and company tell me their story. Happy November Gals and Pals! -A :)
Baylor POV After breakfast I decided that it was long past time to sit down with Alpha Colin and find out the truth about the pack finances. It seemed to me that even though there had been a trust put in place all those years ago there had to be a bottom to the well. Eventually there wouldn’t be a place to get the cash that we needed to take care of the pack. “Colin, I think it is about time that I asked you for more information about my background. Since there seems to be many needs that the pack has, can we start with finances? I need some sort of idea as to what my limitations are in trying to meet those needs,” I said, when we sat down at a table in the dining room. “Baylor, I am not sure you want those things discussed out in the open. Some of what I need to share with you is of a sensitive nature, but I am glad you have finally asked,” he replied. “Okay then, this sounds pretty serious then. We can use the medical room since it is currently not being used. Are there any other
First I would like to say thank you to all of my readers. I trully do appreciate each of you. Second I would like to apologize there is no chapter at this time. There was a death in my family and much as I have tried to edit and give you a chapter I truly can't even make my brain comprehend what I have written to evaluate it to present to you. Please be patient with me as I may not return tonight either. I will not give you garbage or substandard content just to put something on the page. You deserve better than that and frankly so do the characters. I will bring Baylor and all of his cheeky friends back to you by the end of the weekend, I promise. Thank you for your patience and undeerstanding during this difficult time. Much love, Artemas J R Broyles :)
Baylor POV When we came out of the office Machieste was pacing the floor with a fussy Connie. “There’s an angel. It’s okay my little love, does your tummy hurt?” he murmured, patting and rubbing her back. “You want me to take her for a few minutes?” I asked as I watched him continue to pace the floor. “She’ll be alright, she ate a little more from the bottle than her mum this morning so she’s just a little fussy,” he replied. “Since we’re here, why don’t we sit down and talk for a few minutes,” I encouraged. “Is there something wrong, Alpha?” Machieste asked with his brows knitted in concern. “I wouldn’t say wrong, so much as off kilter,” I told him as I tired to think of what I wanted to say. “While you’re here Alpha, I was wondering if we could possibly come up with what my duties can be. I know watching the pups is helpful to Siobhan, but I want something to do,” he inserted while I was still fumbling for words, I couldn’t help but laugh as he beat me to the punch. “That’s actual
Baylor POV I went back to the pack house to grab a quick shower before the unification of the pack. I didn’t really have special occasion clothing, but I figured I should at least be clean and presentable for the event. ‘Delania?’ I mind-linked. ‘Yes Baylor?’ she replied. ‘What are you wearing for the ceremony?’ ‘I have one kinda simple dress, hopefully it isn’t too plain.’ ‘Can’t be any worse than my clean pair of jeans and a button up shirt.’ ‘Actually, I think it suits us just fine Baylor. We aren’t fancy people and the whole pack has very little, so I think dressy would be too much.’ ‘You’re probably right. I guess I might be overthinking it. I just don’t want our people to think this isn’t important to us.’ ‘Our people already love you, Baylor. You’re fair, kind and take care of their basic needs. I think they will be thrilled with the fact that the ceremony is happening.’ ‘You’re perfect. You know that, right?’ ‘Well if that’s true, can your perfect mate wash your back for you
Siobhan POV I am slightly terrified of completing the bond, not that I don’t want to complete it, but my experience with intimate encounters is none. The only sexual encounter I have experienced was by force. Machieste has not even suggested completing the bond, but I can sense that he wants to. I can already see that he is a kind and gentle man just by how he is with the pups. I can’t really imagine how he feels about everything either. He went from fighting for his, Luna Emilia’s and Marlon’s lives, to a coma, to waking up to the pull of the mate bond. That has to be confusing at best; So glad you’re alive and awake, by the way here’s your mate and 2 pups to care for. The Moon Goddess surely has a warped sense of humor. I left the pack unification ceremony with the intent of at least cleaning myself up since there is really nothing very sexy about my post pregnancy body and clothing choices. But now that I am here in the bathroom trying to prepare myself for my mate, I feel inadeq
Baylor POV Can I tell you a secret? Siobhan is my hero, this whole taking care of pups thing is crazy. Last night was quite possibly the longest night of my life. At the end of the unification celebration Delania and I brought Connie and Marlon home to the packhouse and up to our suite. At first it was all ‘They're so cute and they make funny sounds in their sleep.’ Then all hell broke loose. If one woke hungry the other woke hungry too. Then if you feed them, you inevitably have to change their nappy too. Is something that small supposed to shit that much? Just as we would get the pups settled in to sleep, Delania would try to crawl into bed as well. I swear to Selene the second I would lay my head on the pillow one of them would wake and the whole damn circus would start all over. At this point, if Delania even looks at my dick again it will be too soon. Oh and if all that wasn’t enough, my clever little Luna left me holding the bag. “Baylor, I have to run down to the kitchen and
Baylor POV Not gonna lie, my ass is dragging today. One thing I know for sure is that I am in no way shape or form or fashion ready for pups of my own. I realize that I wouldn’t be in this alone just as we haven’t left Siobhan to figure things out , but the truth of the matter is at the end of the day the pup or pups would be my responsibility along with Delania. That shit is hard and I will continue to support Siobhan in any way possible, because Marlon is my responsibility too. I decided that I was going to do some laps since I missed training this morning and oddly enough exercise is energizing or at least it gets the brain functioning correctly. After the laps I will head over to the building site to check the four original structures as we should be able to let pack members move in today . Then after I check those I will make my way over to where the training gym is being built. I want to keep things on track for completion, because I get this strange feeling that all of this h
Mitchum POV Umm do the words instant wood mean anything to you, because this girl is smokin hot. Like holy shit, I just want to put my lips all over her. That shirt she has on does nothing to disguise those perky little breasts or nipples for that matter. “My eyes are up here Gamma,” Dara said. I couldn’t help but rake my eyes down then up to meet hers. “Mit, and sorry you do have beautiful blue eyes to go with the rest of your body,” I blurted and instantly felt like an idiot. “Well that’s good to know, that my eyes go with my body,” she giggled. Great now she’s laughing at me and probably thinks I am stupid. “Nice hair, it goes with your head,” Dara teased and laid a hand on my arm. “Sorry, just been a while since I have seen a really pretty girl, didn’t mean to make you feel awkward or anything,” I muttered, hanging my head. “I accomplished that myself by asking your Alpha who the tasty morsel was,” she confided. Now I laughed, “Tasty morsel, eh? That’s cool. Listen I would love t
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