I will not have a chapter tomorrow, a bit too much going on! Hope to have two on Wednesday to make up for it! What did you think of Warrick? Swell guy!
~Finch’s Point of View~ It kills me every time I have to see Warrick, and every time Jack does. What he said to us today, well threatened us with was actually more than he’d spoken to Jack in a decade. And Jack didn’t say a damn thing back to him. He rarely does. He never knows what to say. Nox often wants to appease him, placate him. But the only way to do that is to come home for good. Even then there’s little guarantee he’d be any sort of decent, that he’d be any kind of father. Why start now? He never had before. The short answer? He’s desperate to have his line continue, that is it in a nutshell. A real quality timer. Thankfully my dad always took Jack under his paw, always treated him as his own. Though that’s how twins are supposed to act. Warrick tolerated me but didn’t think much of me at all. There isn’t a chance in hell that I’d ever treat Jack’s babies as different. They’ll all be both of ours no matter what anyone says. No matter what creature they might be years fr
~One Month Later, Two Days Before The Wedding~ ~Grace’s Point of View~ I stared across the street at the courthouse, waiting for the light to change so we could cross. Last night a coin was flipped and it was decided. I was marrying Jack and that was that. Of course I could never choose, it killed me to have it only be one. While there are several bills in Congress on changing the laws to accommodate shifters and their lifestyle, it doesn’t seem like plural marriage was happening in this decade. I had a horrible feeling in my gut, and it wasn’t just heartburn. Though I had been having plenty of that. Since I was having so many babies I was starting to show a bit already and much to my mom’s shock we had to let my dress out in several spots. I like to eat okay?? She should very well know that by now! Things had been good at work, a little too good. We ended October in the red, especially once I was paid back for the loan I’d made. But so far November was on track to be very profi
~Jack’s Point of View~ I watched half in shock, half turned on with Nox nearly ready to put me in a rut over how hot he was watching Grace take charge. Though after she’d tied up Michelle I wasn’t entirely sure if she had her next step planned out. My dragon told me what I needed to do, and made it clear it wasn’t a negotiation. We would take it from here. My eyes darted to the human Etienne who seemed to be enjoying himself greatly. But he was just that, a human. I had no idea if I could trust him with my secrets, but then again if I do this to Michelle she’s going to know too. *We’ll keep her tied up and hide her,* Nox said, practically salivating. The way things were done in the Sky Light and the way they were here in America were not even close to the same thing. Yeah, at home she’d be tortured to get information out of her, but it likely wouldn’t have even gotten to that. The right authority figure demanding your compliance would get it. What he’s talking about kidnapping,
~Grace’s Point of View~ Once the elevator doors opened, I just saw red. I saw everything my entire family had worked so damn hard for over the decades slipping away. Not as long as I’m standing. Not as long as I can do something about it! I hoped. I hoped like hell. Surely with my mates at my side we could do anything! Conquer anything! But anything I was going to do or could do suddenly … well… I gasped as a wolf ran past me, and then a fox. My eyes grew wide and my hand snatched onto Finch’s arm, probably leaving fingerprints. He stopped dead in his tracks next to me, then his arm went around my waist. Quickly I took in four shifted animals, including a horse. A real live freakin’ horse. It was light brown with lots of white streaks. She was beautiful and I was desperate to run my fingers over her. The way her feet clicked over the marble floor as she walked echoed and definitely stood out as not belonging. But hold up. There are animals in the lobby of AC just hanging out in
~Grace’s Point of View~ By the time my grandfather got to AC, we’d cut the live feed. He stepped in and took charge, calling for an emergency shareholders meeting. Which I didn’t even know was something we could do. But with the power of video chat anything is possible. Calls began to pour in from stores all over the world that strikes were imminent, unless Astor Connects was safe. They were saying in one loud voice they would only work for me. They would only work for an Astor. Damn, I’m glad I changed those commission structures! I waited for the right time, a moment when I could get Greyson Astor to myself. Everything was hitting me all at once, I was already emotional because of the hormones. But now? It was like I got hit with a truck and I was exhausted. But not just from today. The weight of having four freakin’ babies and trying to run the company was suddenly overwhelming. There was still so much to learn. So many days I was flying by the seat of my pants and anyone with
~Finch’s Point of View~ “Why did you do it,” I whispered, as I struggled to fix my bowtie. I knew Jack was behind me having the same issue. Last night we were all so exhausted from the events of the day we came home and made love to our mate and then passed out. There was very little talking, though it seemed like we all had a lot to say. Though Grace did take a shower for nearly 45 minutes by herself and we weren’t at all sure what to make of that. Jack blew out a hard breath and I felt his uncertainty. I felt his nervousness. He could say whatever actual words he wanted but our bond doesn’t lie. “It’s just what I wanted okay,” he said, trying to leave it at that. The two of us had been inseparable most of our lives. His father was there a bit early on, especially with teaching him how to handle Nox and get used to him. Teaching him how to fly, how to hunt. But as we got older and realized we needed more, we craved more from the world, Warrick grew more distant. Then in the las
~Grace’s Point of View~I peeked out through the curtain, trying to find my mates in the backyard. They were probably already under the tent though. Likely needing a drink. Man I wished I could have one.PINGText Message: I love you, so much baby. ~JackI warmed all over and felt little flutters in my belly. Would it always be like that? So easy to make me putty in his hands?PINGText Message: The second the ceremony is over I’m going to fuck you into next week. ~FinchOkay that one made me roll my eyes. But … then I still blushed. Finch is always insanely flirty and even though I should be used to it by now, I’m not really. Nobody had just ever been like that with me before. I pulled up our three way chat.Text Message: Just don’t walk in on my mom again! (coconut emojis)I giggled and sat my phone down. I was dressed and ready. I’d kicked everyone out to give myself a few minutes to breathe. I had ten minutes until 5:00 pm, the magic time. Sunset was supposed to be right at about
~Grace’s Point of View~ I blanked out for a bit, as the flutter in my belly seemed to move around a bit. Maybe one baby moved and it set off a chain reaction. “Grace, would you like to go first with your vows,” the officiant said. “Yes, since they outnumber me I have to give vows that are impossible to follow. Put them on the spot,” I said, laughing. Everyone else did too. I cleared my throat and turned to Finch. “I didn’t write anything down so…” I said, trying not to cry. Okay so my vows probably weren’t going to be anything too spectacular. There were little hanging fairy lights all over, and just tons of white flowers. There were giant white trees with gold and white lights, little gold lanterns with white candles. A real fairytale. I supposed I was rewriting the story though, with two grooms and four babies already. I did want to say something to their animals too, but I’d have to do that privately. “Finch, I love how bluntly honest you are, how you’re not afraid to tell
~Two Years Later~ “One, you’re really sure? This isn’t going to be some sick joke later on,” I said, wagging my finger at the doctor. “Just one baby Grace. ONE. I swear,” she giggled. I nodded, relieved beyond all measure. One baby. Wolf or dragon? I’m willing to bet this will be a fight. While the guys knew I was pregnant they didn’t know that I’d snuck to the doctor without them. I knew they’d be mad but I needed to know. I had been desperate to find out on my own. Only one more, I can handle that. I’d made the guys wear condoms for well over a year after I had the quads, desperate to not have a repeat. They absolutely hated it, and so did I. But it was too risky. Everyone assured me the chances of having another set of four was basically no chance. The guys also tried to convince me they didn’t need to wear them or could pull out during my less fertile times. I’m Grace Astor, things happen to me that never happen to other people. That is a fact. Although we hadn’t been car
~Jack’s Point of View~I completely get why Grace is doing this, where she’s coming from, but talking out my damn “feelings” with Warrick? The last flipping thing I want to be doing right now. But I heard everything she said and she’s 100% right. There isn’t a chance in hell I could ever let him hurt one of my girls the way he hurt me so many times. Disappointed me and left me. Those girls are literally my everything next to Grace, it was hard to imagine I could hold so much love in my heart for the little creatures I didn’t even really know yet but I do. Four girls. Still unreal. Two female dragons. Brenda joked that I needed to hire professional security, bodyguards. But I wasn’t sure that was a bad idea. If it ever got out… what they are… Nox was desperate to shift and sniff them, check them out. But it was far too chilly to bring them outside in the middle of winter, even though for Atlanta it was mild. I promised him in the next week or so we could take them to the Sky Light s
~Grace’s Point of View~ Before I knew what was happening I was splayed out on my bed, my clothes gone except for my sports bra. How the hell does he move so fast? “Clock! Bring me the clock,” I moaned, as another sharp pain hit me, paralyzing me. “No. I’ve helped birth many babies, I helped with Jack and Finch. We’ll be fine,” he said, running into the room with a large bowl and some towels. My eyes practically rolled into the back of my head. “Are you out of your fucking mind? I need my doctor! I need… Brenda, get my phone,” I shouted, as I screamed in pain. Brenda had been acting as my breathing coach and also helping me with what to expect. I wouldn’t say we had gotten close but I enjoyed her company and there was a weird familiarity to her. When he left the room again it was all I could to try and reach the house phone on the side table. Thank god Jack insisted on putting it there though literally no one ever calls it. I didn’t have many numbers memorized, but I knew the o
~Grace’s Point of View~ I yawned, feeling utterly exhausted. I glanced around the living room at the heap of gifts we’d brought in from work yesterday. I had little to no desire to go through it all. What did I want? Outside of a nap and food the thing I loved so much was laying on the beach at the Sky Light. I’d since learned they called the beach “Bonnie” which is the Scottish word for beautiful. Jack had made me a hammock between two trees and it was my favorite place. When you’re big as a beached whale, getting to swing in a hammock that makes you feel weightless is a welcome treat. At our doctor’s appointment a couple of days ago the doc said the babies were each about 4 ½ pounds a piece and anytime they came would be okay. “Are you sure you want to go? Everyone would understand if we skipped. I mean you could literally give birth anytime now,” Jack asked, rubbing my back. I smiled at him and went about packing some snacks. “Of course I want to lay in my hammock. It’s my th
~Three Months Later~ ~Finch’s Point of View~ “Everyday, better and better,” I laughed, staring down at the headlines of several newspapers. I’d started a little collection. Might even use them as wallpaper. “Downfall of Astor Connects Execs: Guilty Pleas All Around” “Millions Swindled From Payroll At AC By Its Own Lawyer Recovered” “Grace Astor Turns AC Into The Most Diverse and Inclusive Employer” “AC Stocks Soar As Company Reinvents Itself” I ran my fingers over the one about Grace. So … damn proud of her. Just then the door burst open and I moved my laptop onto the table with the papers. “Cover of Forbes,” Grace shouted, squealing. I grinned as she ran into her office and fell into my lap on the couch. Well, as much as a woman who is a couple weeks away from having quadruplets can do. She kind of just waddles at this point but it's too cute. Her poor feet get so swollen that she wears slippers now everywhere she goes. The smile and happiness that radiated off of her fill
~Grace’s Point of View~ “There’s no way I’m leaving you alone with him. He could shift and snatch you up and--” I held up my hand to indicate Jack needed to calm down. I rubbed my belly and then grabbed his hand to put it on there too. “Jack, he’s not going to hurt a preggo. He won’t,” I said, trying to believe myself. It seemed like the babies were literally all Warrick cared about, so he would protect them. He had to. Jack’s eyes darted to Finch, who shrugged. “What would you even say,” Finch asked, adding his hand to my tummy. “I do better when I’m on the spot, when I’m just speaking from the heart. I’ll figure it out,” I said, putting my hands on each of their shoulders. “Who even knows where he is right now. Probably tormenting someone,” Jack said, sighing. I looked up to the sky. For all I cared I could just march out into a big open space, or the beach and scream for him. Supposed to have that good shifter hearing right? That was all I had anyhow, seemed like a good pl
~Grace’s Point of View~ I laid still, staring at Finch as he slept. Needless to say, their revelation about what my father did definitely destroyed my mood. My father … gave years of his life to help a stranger? He wouldn’t even meet me for dinner? I had boyfriends on and off in my 20’s all the time, several I brought home. Mom would either smile or stick her nose up. Dad hardly ever met them, he was never around. He never asked about them, if they made me happy. He never asked much about me … as a person. Of course all I wanted to know was the big question… Why did he do it? Would he have even done it for me? That thought, made me sick. A shadow cast over the back of the teepee, and I knew someone was there. I had no clue if they were here for me, or if I could even get up without waking my mates. The answer came on its own, when the woman I knew to be Ensley stuck her head in the flap, nearly making me jump. She gave a big wave of her arm and a smile. I sat up and looked at Jac
~Grace’s Point of View~ “And would you believe little Jack got bit by that snake right on his--” “Mom! Really,” Jack whined, not enjoying the story hour. I giggled and slapped his leg. Iris and his entire family, minus the absent father were incredible. Really just sweet people even if they’re all okay with lots of nudity. In front of their family. Weird. They also had a different vocabulary on a lot of things, though I was able to mostly follow along. I was relieved Jack thought to pack some drinks and food he knew I’d like. They’re both just so damn thoughtful. I yawned, stretching out in front of the fire. I’d never been camping before, nothing even close to this. But I supposed as a shifter this was just natural, normal. Jack moved behind me and held me tight. “Can I take you somewhere,” he whispered, his voice dangerous. It sent tingles all over my body. Though it doesn’t take much anymore. I’m now like the female version of Finch, it’s all I think about. It’s just a matter
~Jack’s Point of View~ DING DONG Nox immediately put up his guard, who the hell was ringing my bell at 8am? His shifter senses knew right away though who it was, well the two people. “Brenda, morning, Felix. You guys are awfully…” I trailed off, taking in the backpacks they had on. “Morning, so glad you wanted to come,” Grace said, practically shoving me aside. *What is going on? I thought we were going away with our mate. ALONE,* Nox bellowed, not happy. I let out a weak laugh, so did I. So did I. What are you doing Grace? *Did you know about this,* I asked Finch, over mind-link. He popped out of the bathroom, toothbrush still in hand. *Uhm, what the…* he trailed off. “Morning newlyweds,” Brenda said, a little too chipper. She had a huge tote bag that Nox was telling me had a lot of herbs and spices. Oh no. No, no no no no. “Grace, baby… Are we… Having our honeymoon at the Sky Light,” I asked, timidly. “Yeah! I thought it was a great idea. I hardly got to see much o