Cali
Christmas morning dawned bright and early and I swear even from the comfort of our bed on the third floor I could smell the scent of mulled wine and spiced apple tarts.
A smile tugged at my lips. As I relaxed back into Tristan's arms. It smelt like Christmas.
This was the one time of the year I had always felt like a kid, no matter what else had been going on in my life at the time, everything seemed to matter less on Christmas day.
"Morning baby." Tristan greeted, his voice husky with sleep sending a jolt of desire straight through me.
Irrespective of what the doc had told me, my desire for Tristan hadn't decreased, if anything I wanted him now more than I had weeks ago.
"I have a present for you." He stated before sliding from the bed and grabbing an envelope. He handed the me the sealed paper with a smile, sitting on the bed beside me rather than climbing back under the covers.
Curiosity took ove
A.N. – Thank you all for your dedication to Fire and Ice, the story from here on out will include chapters from the POV of both Roman and Amber, the next few chapters will be Ambers entirely as we get to know her better and finally learn all about what has been going on between her and the Beta, but don’t worry, we haven’t heard the last of Tristan and Cali just yet. I hope you enjoy, L.M.Nokes xxAmberOkay so maybe blurting out that I’m pregnant on Christmas day while surrounded by my Alpha and Luna and our friends and family wasn’t the smartest of ideas, especially considering I’m unmated. I mean BlackRock is a progressive pack and all but even this is a little outside of the accepted norm. I just got so damn frustrated. The man can’t seem to help himself. He has to push.It probably doesn’t help matters that carrying a shifter cub generates three
Amber (Christmas day)I could hear a commotion downstairs and strained my hearing to find out what was going on. It was yet another thing I regretted as I heard my father shouting, it didn’t take a genius to work out who was the recipient of that tirade and as frustrated as I felt he didn’t deserve to be on the receiving end of my Fathers anger.I stood and paced my room, felling all kinds of anxious. Somehow, I had managed to make everything ten times worse with my outburst, but I just couldn’t help it. Somewhere over the last few months my infatuation with Roman had turned into full blown love and it was killing me. Seeing him every day, working with him, sleeping in the room next to him, when he clearly didn’t feel the same way.God I really screwed everything up. I sat back on the bed, my hand on my stomach as the tears started to fall once again.
Amber(Christmas day)A knock sounded on the bedroom door pulling my attention out of the memories that seemed to be all I could concentrate on recently.Ever since I found out I was pregnant, I couldn't stop thinking about how the hell my life had gotten so off track.My parents raised me right. With good ideals and strong morals, I had spent the entirety of my teenage years focused on my goals. Graduate with good grades, become a teacher, earn a good wage, find a mate, have children and live happily ever after.It might seem like a simple boring life to most, but life is rarely boring when you live in a pack of werewolves and I guess I always strived for normal.Well, my life was anything but simple, boring or normal now. I was pregnant with the Beta' baby and he could barely stand to look at me most days."Come in" I called, my voice low but I knew they wouldn't struggle to hear me."Oh, my
Roman(Christmas day)I slumped back in the lounge chair as Tristan saw the dinner guests out, including a rather red faced and angry Mr and Mrs Briggs. Not that I could blame them, the Briggs’were a traditional shifter family, with morals stemming from the old days, back when any kind of relations outside of mating was severely frowned upon. Not only had Amber and I gone against their ideals, but had also managed to produce a child, something that, back in the day, the baby would be shunned for, the mother would be ostracised, and the father punished, corporally. Goddess, a child. The thought kept popping into my head like a freight train, unyielding and pushing everything else out of its way. Amber is pregnant. And I had no doubt that the baby was mine, I was her first, and I would have smelt if she had been with anyone since, our scents rub off, and tend to linger, es
Amber(Christmas day)Cali’s eyes glazed over slightly, in the tell-tale sign of a mind link and I watched as her face screwed up in a comical expression, under any other circumstances I would have laughed aloud, but I really didn’t have it in me today.“Tristan said your parent have gone home, they want you to call them later.” She informed and I nodded, my mind registering the look of love that was plain for all to see, any time she spoken about, or even thought of her mate.How I envied that. It was all I had every truly wanted, a family to call my own. A mate that loved me and a brood of children to occupy my time. Now it seemed that would never be my reality, because let’s be honest, even in this day and age, who would want to mate with a child in tow.“I’m sorry Amber but we have to get ready for the party. Do you want to skip it?” Cali asked wincing and I offer
Roman(Christmas Day)The Christmas party was in full swing by the time I made it down to the ballroom.I offered obligatory smiles to pack members, but there was nothing to feel happy about, nothing to celebrate. I scratched at the new mark on my neck as I flagged a passing waiter and grabbed two drinks, downing one before placing the empty glass back in the tray and making my way deeper into the ballroom.Amber was flat out, no doubt burnt out by the stress of the day, hell, of the last week, I guess.Part of me wanted to be mad. She had known about the baby for days and not said anything. We could have sorted something out so that it didn't come to this. But I couldn't blame her for not telling me. Not really.I know the image I portray, I'm not exactly the most approachable of men, couple that with the fucked-up situation over the last couple of months, and well, I'm surprised she's talking to me at all.
AmberWith my eyes firmly fixed on his, I pulled the tie on my gown and let it drop to the floor before stepping in the shower behind him and running my hands over his heated, wet skin."This isn't a good idea right now Amber.""Why not?" I asked distracted by the feel of his smooth skin under my hands as I stepped closer and ran my fingers around his sides, down his stomach and that enticing v line of muscle until they hit the hard erection that felt like a rod of steel wrapped in silk.Roman's hands dropped away from his body with a groan and a shiver, allowing me to take over as I wrapped my fingers around him in a firm grip, the way he liked.I barely managed to slide my hand down his length twice before he pulled away and turned to face me, leaving space between us."Amber, I'm not entirely in control right now. I don't want to hurt you." He stated and I watc
CaliWhile I had come to love the idea of being a Mum, the pregnancy itself wasn’t doing me any favours. I felt like a walking time bomb. One minute I was happy, content, the next I was an emotional wreck, and I just couldn’t seem to get a hold on it.A month ago, someone shouting at me like that would have done little more that rile me, but today, well today it was taking all of my strength not to curl up in a ball on the floor and cry until I couldn’t think any more.I paced around my office, trying not to listen in to the argument that was still going on downstairs, but I couldn’t help it. Amber was my friend, my first friend, and to have to stand by and listen as her own father spoke to her like that was killing me, but I also knew that right now I just wouldn’t be able to handle it and that was the thought that finally had the tears spilling over.Eventually the shouting stopped and now I had to actively