AuroraI’ve never thought of my wedding to be something spectacular. I have never thought of my mate to be so dutiful in planning it. It’s a relief to have Jaxson as the Alpha, as my mate, because as I linger ill on the porch, I watch him and a few other Dawn pack members erect a wood platform onto the beach, just wide enough for the two of us.We have come closer to our pack, the beta and his family, and the thought of this ceremony going off without anyone in attendance actually brings sadness onto me. I dare to step into the sand, to thank everyone for their help as white roses are affixed to the structure, to the stage of sorts, but I hardly make it three steeps before my mate finds my arm and steadies me in place.
AuroraJaxson stands stunned for a long, patient pause. I can’t help but hear his thoughts running in circles. He can’t possibly stand to see these royals on Dawn pack lands but in the same breath, confusion plagues his mind. He was a target just weeks ago, about to be Alpha of a slaughtered pack on the beach and sent back to his fathers hip. Now these royals come in peace, declaring that Jaxson is cleared of his treasons?What changed?I can’t find it in my body to stand up any longer. I collapse backwards in my chair, my head spinning while I lean forward, my stomach is heavy cramps. I rest my head in my hands, soon feeling Jaxson kneel beside me, running his large hand across my lower, pained back muscles. I haven’t got the strength to carry three pups, let alone those of royal blood.“It’s okay,” he hums, kissing my hand, his eyes squinting back and forth from the royals in the trees and then back to me, both times his eyes filled with concern. “I’m going to go see what this is al
JaxsonI strive to be a better father, a better mate, than king Kennedy ever was to me. He supported me, loved and cherished me, and I never saw it until I grew older that the animosity Xander built toward him wasn’t unwarranted. He certainly had his favorite, and it was always going to be. I was the one built to be Alpha, trained to be a strong warrior and fierce leader, while Xander was trained as my beta, a useless second to the king’s perfect first son.Knowing I have three pups on the way is terrifying to me. I never let Aurora see that, of course. She is concerned as it is that she won’t be able to carry these pups safely, to term, and I know she has enough on her plate to not worry about the doubts I have in myself right now.I’ve found hunting to be a therapeutic hobby and it has brough meat and pelts to our little pack. Once these pups are birthed, any day now, I will have to be by my mate’s side until she heals fully. That means caring for my pups, all three of them, caring
AuroraI see my parents.They were always so supportive. I never expected them to want to have children. We lived a hard life, the three of us brought up in a world where commoners are mistreated and slaughtered, if not used by royals as nothing but slaves. I always figured it would be hard for me to bring up children, knowing they could see the same fate as so many others I have witnessed fall victim to royals before.Meeting Jaxson changed all of that, but not at first. I still recall the coincidental moment that made him find me, and I recall spending so many days and weeks thinking it was a nightmare, that I had gone crazy and my mind was unsafe for me. I couldn’t come to accept what he claimed to be true. He had to have been mistaken.I see the moments where I asked him to just reject me, to make both of our lives simpler, but my mate never gave into that outcome. I even rejected him and it only pushed him further to be with me. It sent us closer together. It made sense at the ti
AuroraLily Opal Knight, Dawn Emerald Knight, and Jax Hunter Knight.I hold them all three in my lap, my wolf ready to pounce and lick each of their faces separately, lovingly, so desperate to be their favorite admirer in all forms possible. I lean back in bed, cradling each sleeping child in my tired, limp arms.I haven’t been able to do much since the fight it took to give birth, and I’ve been out of my mind ever since. I have even sworn to hear Luke’s voice outside the hut, especially when Jaxson pounces to go to the kitchen or any other reason he has given when leaving the bedroom. I relish when he returns, aiding me in the smallest of acts that truly make me feel thankful to have a mate like him by my side.He never fails to hold me when I feel the nagging after-ache of what my body has been through, and he helps me rest in the shower, letting the warm water drown over my body when I need a break from my otherwise, perfect angels. I patiently wait for his return now, seeing him b