They are in it for the long haul !
~Grace’s Point of View~ ~Friday~ “Don’t be nervous, they smell fear,” Michelle said, nodding. My stomach flipped and I was glad all I had for breakfast was a bagel. Even if I could hear my trainer cussing me out for just eating carbs. I was certain the hamster in my brain would burn off the calories. Speaking of, I missed my Butters terribly. I normally spend an hour or more a day playing with him and letting him loose but there hadn’t been any time for that this week. I know they have dog walkers but do they have hamster people? Is that a thing? Well, I want his soft cuddles anyhow, I don’t want to share them. I was set to meet with the board in one hour. I had no clue what to expect and everyone trying to prepare me was driving me insane. For the most part everyone was helpful but when Bruce and Harland came to see me I nearly got sick. Neither of them were on the board but they had many, many friends. Every sense in my body told me they were up to something. They talk to me l
~Grace’s Point of View~ While one minute I felt like I had a target on my back, the next… I’m strolling into the cafeteria to a damn standing ovation. I blushed, harder than I ever had. My mom had walked down with me, and stopped dead in her tracks, putting her hand on my arm. She never … ever touches me. “Oh don’t trouble yourselves, but thank you,” she immediately said. If a face could say “bitch please,” mine was saying it. My entire body tensed and if she was literally anyone else, I might be tempted to punch her and I’d never done that in my life. When she took the credit, I turned toward Violet who was coming my way. She wasn’t having it and apparently had feelings about my mom. “GRACE! GRACE! GRACE,” Violet began to shout, and everyone chimed in. My hands went to cover my mouth and I was sure my face was completely red. By the time I looked up at mom, she actually looked … proud? Dare I say? It was beyond wild to really be seen like this, so publicly. I mean I’d been in
~Grace’s Point of View~ Don’t sweat. Don’t touch your make-up. Stand up straight, polite smile. Breathe. Can’t breathe in this fucking corset girdle. I made a face and tried to focus on walking in heels I had no business wearing. With the stress of the week I felt like I’d lost ten pounds but my clothes disagreed. Maybe dad stayed like a twig sucking on cough drops instead of eating. “Reservation for Cavanaugh,” I said, to the hostess. We were at one of the most exclusive restaurants in all of Atlanta, and I was certain you had to book a table months in advance. I was glad I’d had a huge lunch, I wasn’t very hungry though I hated to look like one of those women who is afraid to eat. Cause I’m sure as hell not. The morning had put me in such a good mood, I wasn’t about to let anything ruin it. If anything I had a new found determination to turn a new leaf at Astor Connects and show everyone that I’m not a stupid kid. I can do this. “Right this way, Mr. Cavanaugh was just sea
~Finch’s Point of View~ “Bad girl, don’t ever fucking do that again,” I groaned, between frantic kisses and groping. I squeezed her plump ass tightly in my hands, making sure to leave a bit of a mark. There would have to be many more marks to come. I felt like this was a turning point, showing her we will always be there for her. That we are the only ones for her. “She’s getting quite a spanking when we get home,” Jack warned. Judson stirred, his desperation to claim his female growing exponentially as we felt her grind in our lap. It was disappointing that she didn’t have a second nature, that he would never have that connection. But my wolf knew this was our best and only chance at a mate. Not only that, Grace was hot as hell. Even if he didn’t get another wolf to play with or run with he could certainly enjoy and appreciate everything about our Omega. As a hybrid human this day in age, we couldn’t afford to be picky. Before shifters were “outed” to the world at large there wer
~Grace’s Point of View~ I barely remembered getting inside, it was all a blur. But I knew I was safe, I knew they would care for me. I don’t know how I knew it but my body felt it. Jack had gotten a large blanket from the bed in the room they had made for me, and when he wrapped me up and carried me inside I felt like a princess. Even with Finch’s cum dripping out of me, his marks all over my body. Even if I’d started this night to impress a different man. Oh well, this was now happening, no going back. Hmmm. Why was I fighting them so hard again? I really couldn’t remember, not now. Post orgasmic bliss of this level is hardly the time to contemplate big life decisions. “Shall I give you a bath baby? Or would you prefer I fuck my brother’s cum deeper into your belly,” Jack whispered, as he laid me on the soft bed. My jaw fell at his crude words but my skin only heated up. The pulse between my legs that hadn’t calmed down was highly intrigued. His face was firm leaving no room
~Jack’s Point of View~ “What are we dealing with,” I asked, trying to stay calm and collected. Despite us hardly ever having issues like this, I had a hell of a team assembled that I’d hand picked and a few that I even scouted. I could have ended up anywhere really, I wasn’t even totally sure why I picked Astor as an employer when I had many offers. Certainly the government wanted me, but I just couldn’t go there. Nobody hovers over me here, they trust that I know what I’m doing. I watched and listened intently as Zoe, my team leader, ran through everything. “They’re certainly not high end hackers by any means but they just have so many. We’ve shut down several, but they keep popping back up, here’s another one now,” she shouted, as I fell into a chair and went to work. When I’m in my zone, when the pressure is on, that’s when I thrive. That’s when I know what to do, I know how to attack. How to defend. It’s just the stroke of some keys, timing and outsmarting someone. Similar
~Grace’s Point of View~ I bit my lip, practically giddy with anticipation as I waited for the brothers to come up to my office. I wasn’t sure what they’d think of my little sleepover plan but I was pretty damn excited for it. Especially since it took me well over two hours, and it had been hard as hell to get away from Finch that long since he’d practically been up my butt. It is truly amazing what you can get delivered if you have the money. Though now that I had this whole set up I had zero clue what I was going to do with it after tonight. Problem for another day. A quick look at my red clock told me it was after 11 and while I knew they’d all be perfectly happy to go to sleep they’d want sex. They always … seem to want sex. Speaking of… I pulled up my calendar quickly to check on my next doctor’s appointment. I had nearly six weeks, so that was good. I had no clue how people could take a daily pill for birth control, no wonder there are so many accidents. It was completely
~Finch’s Point of View~ *Lay behind her, I’m hungry,* Jack said over mind-link, with desperation. I was definitely addicted to the way our Omega tasted and how she squirmed when I went down on her. Jack however, was obsessed which told me Nox was too. I never wanted it to become a situation where we didn’t want to share her. Or we resented the other for getting more attention. We’d never had a long term thing where we shared before, and it was going to be tense at times I was already sure. Everything inside the teepee was how an Omega’s nest should be and I couldn’t be happier that she was already figuring it out and embracing it. The more comfortable and relaxed she was, the happier she’d be and it would pour into every aspect of her life. Jack turned off all the lights, leaving just the bathroom light on with the door slightly open. We could see her in the dark without a problem but we wanted her to have some light. I had a feeling she was concerned about someone seeing us throu
~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