Christos.After the first excitement when the kids saw me come home with their Mum, they had been remarkably cool towards me especially after announcing that we needed to talk to them.Unlike before when all they wanted to do was sit close to me, they had immediately followed their Mother to sit on the middle sofa, leaving me with the bigger one, alone and isolated.To think I had gone straight to sit on the big one in expectation that they would join me.Really! It’s true that kids will stain your white when you least expect it.I actually cannot believe this is me though, running helter-skelter over talking to some kids. No wonder their Mum could not keep the smile off her face. Probably comparing the moment with that first time we met on her first day of work and I was all shades of fire and brimstone. If that’s the case, then I can’t blame her for finding this to be hilarious. I can only thank the goddess my men are not here to see it. It will be extremely humiliating and difficul
Christos.Truthfully, I could read their minds as they all stared at me in uniform expression. Luckily for me, that exchange with my men was just within a few minutes, so there was nothing much to suspect. Yet!“You were saying?” Erica prodded and looking deep into her ocean deep blue eyes, I could see a glint of mischief in them and it surprised me to see that she’s beginning to find this to be hilarious.Turning my head to check her brother’s reaction, I could read almost the same thing in his coffee brownish eyeball and I could not believe it. For a moment there, they reminded me of a wolf. ‘A blood seeking wolf?’ I murmured silently and my wolf gave an answering howl. Wow! I was right. But whose blood are they seeking for? Can’t be mine. Can it?“Uncle Christos?” Eric joined his sister to push amusingly and I took a deep breath.“Yesterday, your Mum and I…we agreed to…” I started again but well, luck shone on me.“What Christos is trying to say is that, this morning, he proposed
Christos. I didn’t have to feign my confusion. It’s obvious to see. “She is asking how important it is to you.” Eric elaborated and I took some minutes to weigh my options before saying anything. “Very important. I care so much where your Mum is concerned but above all, I am so eager for us all to be a family. It is important to me.” I replied honestly. “Why? You ain’t our father. You are not even related to us by blood.” Erica was blunt and direct and I could feel her blue deep eyes clashing hotly with mine. “I know, but I wish to be, if you will give me the chance. I wish to marry your mother and adopt you both as mine. Be there for you and do everything together as a family.” I said honestly, hoping they would appreciate my directness. And for a moment, I could glimpse an unexplainable happiness in the girl’s eyes but in the next moment, she caught her brother’s eyes and her expression went to that blankness I was beginning to hate. “Hmm, if you truly meant all these, then y
Becca.‘What if she doesn't like me or approve of me?’Christos is her only son after all, what if she wants the perfect wife for him? Someone not only beautiful, but also very rich and from a wealthy and reputable family?’ All these were the thoughts running through my head as I sat tensely in the car later that evening and really I could not understand why I should be feeling this way, having this fear of rejection. But despite telling myself it’s crazy to be this in love especially with a man whom I had not known for too long, I could not help nor stop feeling exactly that way.I kept asking myself that even if his family would reject me, what was the worst that could happen? We would go our separate ways. Isn’t it? Life would also go on. Isn’t it?But telling myself all these did not work, it was more like trying to pour honey on a sleek dough, a waste of time. As far as my feeling was concerned, thinking about separating from this man alone is as close to asking for death. Unbear
Becca. Half an hour later, we stood outside the door with sweats palpitating my forehead despite what he said earlier and to my greatest surprise, his Mum and not the servant I had been expecting, opened the front door to us. And wonders of all, all it took was a glance at that beautiful welcoming face and all my fear went out the window. Even before she opened her arms to give me a good welcoming hug, I knew everything would be fine. Christos. I watched my Mum embrace my future Luna in a hug and I smiled. I could visibly see the relief in Becca’s shoulders as she finally realised the truth of my words. By the time she stepped back from my mother’s sweet fragrance, I noted the genuine smile on her face and the relaxation of her body. ‘Thank you, Mum.’ I murmured through the mind - link and my Mum sent me a brief glance from the corner of her eyes even as she bade us to come into the welcoming house. ‘What in goddess name were you thanking me for, son?’ She equally replied thro
Christos. Watching my mother as she walked across the room to the bar set in a corner, I marveled. Who would have known she’s a little schemer? Judging from the way Becca was now looking at her with a soft gentle glow in her eyes, it’s obvious she wished she could give her what she wanted. I was not slightly surprised when she finally opened her rosebud mouth in that sexy way I loved. “I would love to address you as Mum, if that’s what you want, Mrs. Fernandez.” She breathed out and when my Mum turned to her with a surprised but happy expression, I almost clapped my hands together. ‘Bingo! Score one for you, Mum!’ I applauded mockingly to myself. ‘The old Luna is still as crafty as ever. Isn’t she?’ Lightning whispered, as if scared the woman in question might hear him and take it up. I chuckled. “Obviously, my dear wolf and may the goddess help us should she ever decide to use it on us.’ I answered in return, knowing despite being an Alpha, I’m not above her manipulations and L
Christos.Becca nodded!“I believe everything will be fine, yes. Probably Mum refused your invite because she felt you needed space as a young man. But now that you are getting married and she knows there will be grandchildren to pamper, she will be more interested and tempted to come and stay with us.” Her voice was soft and angelic and I knew the thought of getting pregnant again with my child is what changed her brown coffee eyes to a deep ocean-less grey.“Delicious thoughts, my dear Becca.” I breathed softly, making my anticipation obvious and she giggled so girlishly, she reminded me of her daughter, Erica. Though no one could love her kids more than I do right now, thinking of what it means to have my mate pregnant with my seed, with my own pups that will be full blooded wolves and not humans got me stumped and emotional and I almost ran us into a pole, if not for the quick intervention of my wolf.‘If you get us killed, there will be no pregnancy or pups to love, you idiot.’
Christos.Maybe it was half a minute later, or an hour that I was ready to talk but I really didn’t care, not after that satisfactory intense bomb of release. “What next agape mou? Want me to drop you at home?” It’s the last thing I wanted actually but it’s the least I could do after what I had put her through just within a day.It seems like a long time ago when we were picking the rings and facing the crazy media. And of course the tension with the kids had not helped and I knew the fear of the kids rejecting our union had greatly bothered her even if she had not shown it at the time.Surely she must be feeling tired? Not only have I cajoled her to meet my mother for dinner despite all these, here I was again banging the pleasure out of her without any thought for her strength.‘She wanted it. She asked for it.’ My wolf reminded me but that did not lessen my guilt.‘That doesn’t mean I should take advantage of her needs. I should have known better and just take her home.’ I murmure