Miles POV“Damn, she’s pretty,” I said in my head, staring down at my mate sleeping peacefully in the center of my bed, our bed, while Mick slept beside her. She put on one of my shirts before crawling into bed, and now I never want her to wear anything else.“You don’t need to go to work,” Ivar grumbled.“I wish I didn’t, but the pack won’t take a day off just so I can stare at my sleeping mate.”“You just want to show off your mate's mark too.”I grinned, reaching up and feeling the fresh scar on my neck. I’m ready to tell everyone, and ready to start planning Chloe’s Luna ceremony. Nonna and mom are going to go crazy once they see my neck. And Chloe’s friends had already got her that dress.The only thing that could make me happier than I am right now is if Chloe hadn’t gotten the wrong idea about pups and us. In time, hopefully she will understand.“Why does he get to stay here with her?” Ivar asked sourly. “He’s Alpha too. Make him work.”“He shifted for the first time. He's a g
Mick POVI woke up starving like I had never been hungry before. My stomach growling literally woke me from a dead sleep.“What the hell,” I muttered, rubbing my eyes and sitting up in bed right after my stomach rolled thunderously again.“You’re a wolf now. Wolves need more calories since you’re eating for two,” Rome said, still rolled in a ball in my head, exhausted from his exertion last night. It was so weird how I could now not just hear him in my head, but see him when I focused on my mind. It was more vivid than visual thoughts, like a living dream, but more concrete.“You make it sound like I’m pregnant.”Rome grumbled. “Don’t talk about pregnancy right now. Not after last night.”I looked over at Chloe, still sleeping soundly. I carefully tucked the blanket up to her shoulders before sliding out of bed. If my stomach growled any louder, it would wake her, and she looked too peaceful to wake up.Me and my stupid mouth. I didn’t realize she would even have trauma over getting p
Chloe POV“Baby, just wear what you want,” Mick told me as I frustratedly went through my sparse suitcase for the millionth time.“Sparse clothes, my dew claw. You just have a sparse collection of mother approved stuff,” Cortina huffed.“Shut up. You’re not helping.”I’ve seriously gone through all my clothes so many times and have nothing nice to wear for this dinner we’re supposed to be at in ten freaking minutes. I have comfort clothes, jeans and t-shirts, and the few dresses I own I know wouldn’t have Luna Gail impressed in the least.“I thought your, uh, eccentric werecat friend bought you clothes yesterday?” Miles asked, watching from where he was sitting at the end of the bed.“I have no idea where he put those, and he’s not in his room. I don’t have time to look for him right now.”Miles exchanged a look with Mick, and then both started to move to the closet.“Okay,” I muttered to myself, then went back to stressing over what to wear.“You were trying to piss off that Luna the
He just said in a roundabout way that he loved me, which had me blushing while looking down at the ground. This was why I wanted Luna Gail to like me. Because she was the one who raised both of these men. Even if she is stuffy or insufferable like Luna Klarissa was, I’m going to have a hard time hating her just because of my feelings towards the men she raised.When we got to the door to their home, Miles stepped forward to knock, and Mick and I waited behind, grasping each other's hands like we were clinging on for support. After two seconds, the door swung wide open and Luna Gail was on the other side.“Come in! Come in!” She said with a huge smile stretching across her face. “Oh, my sons,” she kissed Miles’s cheek, then carefully approached Mick for a hug. He allowed it, even resting a hand on her back in a half attempt to return her hug, but he never let go of my hand. “Chloe,” she offered me the warmest smile, then opened her arms wide like she was asking for permission. When I n
Miles was watching our awkward exchange, and decided to take mercy on me. “So, dad. You know those cameras that were installed around the perimeter. I noticed today there were a lot of blind spots, and huge gaps in coverage around the border. Why didn’t you have them installed to cover the entire perimeter when they were put in?”“Oh, well, back then they were meant to just cover the easiest accesses to the pack. A lot of the land was covered in overgrowth too thick to get through. We thinned out a lot of the forest and dead trees to prevent wildfires, but never installed cameras to cover those areas.”“Ah,” Miles nodded, taking a swig of his beer. The two of them started going on and on about the border precautions of the pack, and I easily fell back into the headspace I used to go to when they would talk like this, and I would sit back and feel left out.It was never because I wasn’t interested in the past. I just didn’t feel worthy to join in on the discussion. Duties like border p
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“You didn’t have a twin,” I said coldly. Chloe hugged me tightly to cool the flames spitting up inside of me.“He did, nipote,” Nonna spoke up with a fiercely sad expression. Her fist was gripped tightly around her spoon. Mom gave her a pitying look, reaching out to support her. “I gave birth to two boys, just like you and your fratello.”My brows knit as I soaked in this information. “Then, where is he now?”A sorrowful look passed between everyone as they looked around at each other, everyone knowing what I was just starting to guess to be the reason.“He died,” my father said. “He was murdered in cold blood because he didn’t have a wolf.”As Pops told his story, telling me about his brother, this uncle that I never knew, and told me about the circumstances around his death, more and more I began to realize why he was so much harder on me than he ever was to Miles.Chloe stayed seated on my lap, hugging me, supporting me while I clung to her the entire time.“I’m so sorry, son. I’m
Miles laughed softly under his breath, and I tried not to snicker.“What’s so funny?” Nonna asked.“Nothing. That’s just what Mick calls her. His miracle.” He pulled me close and kissed the top of my head. “She’s both out miracles.”“I think you all need to look up what a miracle really is,” I laughed dryly. “I’m a rogue, orphaned, ex-sex worker with a bounty on her head. Don’t get me started on my emotional baggage.”“You got a mouth on you too, nipote,” Nonna said smugly around her small espresso cup.“Mother,” Luna Gail looked at her mother-in-law with surprise and disapproval.“Nonna, that’s not-”“Oh, stop,” I smirked, stopping Miles. “It’s true.”“Of course it’s true,” Nonna said with a matter of fact tone. “You are well-seasoned, la mia nipote miracolosa. You have lived a lot of life in your short years. A Luna should have a little grease already in her pan. When life tries to burn you, no matter what comes your way, it will slide right off, burned to a crisp, while you come ou