Lucas POV “Did that type of stuff interest you?” Reed asks. Rubbing his thumb in small circles on her calf. “Yes.” She answers, nodding shyly. “But only two of the three that I found.” I had a pretty good idea which two it was, but I wasn’t going to make any assumptions. I reached into the bag and pulled out the largest of the packages. “Would this be handy to help you get used to things for one of them?” I said, handing her the box. I watched as her eyes went wide with surprise. “After what happened the other day with my finger and the fact that you seemed to like it, Reed and I thought that this might be a good idea, so you didn’t get hurt. Heather reached over and grabbed my hand, curling my fingers so that just my index finger was straight. She placed my hand on the box and started comparing the size of my finger to the three different items in the box. Nodding her head when she had figured out what she wanted to know. Keeping the box on her lap, Heather pointed to the bag. “Is
Heather POV We spent the night watching videos and reading articles. Trying to get as much information as we could. We talked about the dominant stuff being only for the bedroom and playtimes. They weren't looking to make me a slave. There were, however, some aspects of being a Dom that the guys talked about overflowing into the rest of our lives. Things such as them wanting to take care of me, protecting me, and making sure that I’m happy. From some of the articles, Lucas found those were some of the things that seemed to be stressed as being important for being a good Dom. Hell if that’s the case, every male wolf I have ever known with a mate is a Dom. Crawling into bed, I felt calmer than I had in a long time. I wasn’t scared that I was going to wake up alone. And I wasn’t scared that someone was going to try and take me away. I curled up on my right side, my head tucked under Reed’s chin, Lucas behind me with his face nuzzled in the crock of my neck and both of them with their a
Reed POV After leaving Heather to relax in the tub, Lucas and I started breakfast. Well, Lucas started. He was the one who wanted pancakes. I decided to text Mom and see if she had time for a call. I wanted to ask her if there was anything we could do to make Heather feel better. When it comes to dealing with this kind of women's stuff, Lucas and I are clueless. Of course, we knew the basics, but we didn’t have sisters. We haven’t lived with a female other than Mom, and it was never something that I thought about until this morning. Sure, we’ve been around Mom and April and Meg, but this is different. This is Heather, the woman that I plan on living with for the rest of my life. I want to know how to act around her at this time of the month. I know that even in my head I sound like an idiot. That is when another thought popped into my head. “Lucas, this may be a stupid question, but do you remember ever being around Heather when she was on her period before?” Lucas turns from the co
Heather POV I walked out to the kitchen to the smell of fresh pancakes and maple syrup. Lucas was standing near the table with a huge smile on his face. OK, so they are both going to act weird about this. They are kind of reminding me of what Jacob and Zane acted like the first time that Dawn got her period. It was like they thought they had to be completely different around her. That’s when Reed’s question made sense. I hadn’t started getting my period yet in the time that we had been hanging out when we were younger. I sat down and waited for the boys to sit. “Eight days,” I said as I reached for the butter. “What?” Lucas asked. “I was answering Reed’s question. I started my first period eight days after that thing with Sophie happened. That day went down to the dining hall and saw Hanna and Hazel sitting on your laps, I had been coming to find you, so we could talk. I missed you. Now that you’ve asked that question, I think that had something to do with it. I had an overwhelming
Lucas POV We spent the rest of the afternoon doing what we said we were going to do. We were cuddled on the couch watching TV. Heather sat on Reed’s lap for a while. Then she switched to mine. At one point she said she was hot and moved the chair to sit by herself. I think that if Reed hadn’t called Mom first thing this morning I might have gotten a little panicky that we had upset her, but I remembered that Mom said she may not want us to touch her sometimes, so we were all good. Even though we didn’t say anything, we were all a little antsy waiting to hear what was going on with the call that Dad had got. The fact that we knew it was Mac and that they had mentioned finding her scent, we were hoping that it meant that they had gotten a lead on Meg’s whereabouts. With things starting to finally feel as if they were falling into place with Heather, Reed and I, the next step was to get the rest of our pack members home. By four o’clock we still hadn't heard anything, and we were gettin
Heather POV I sat up and stared at Lucas. Was he asking because he didn’t want any? It is unusual for an Alpha not to want an heir, but it does happen. I know that it was most likely because of my period, but the thought that Lucas didn’t want kids made me burst into tears. Was it that he didn’t want kids or did just not want them with me because they have the chance to be like me with the mixed genes and just bring more trouble to the pack? I pushed off Lucas’s lap and headed for my bedroom. There was a knock on the door thinking it was the pizza, I didn’t turn around the guys could handle it. I lay on my bed crying. Not even fully sure why. I don’t know if I’m upset, because I think that Lucas doesn’t want kids with me or the fact that they would give up the chance to be fathers to be with me. But I want kids and I want them with Reed and Lucas. I heard my bedroom door slowly open, thinking that it was one of the guys I didn’t look to see. “Hey, Heather.” I sat up to see Cassy sta
Heather POV The guys and I spent the rest of the evening just chilling on the couch and eating pizza. I don’t know how long Cassy stayed because at some point I fell asleep curled up on the guys’ laps. When I woke up, Cassy was gone, and I was in one of my favourite places, cuddled between the guys. We got up and had breakfast before my stomach started growling. Nolan had called earlier and said that he and the others were on their way home to get things ready for the party tomorrow. After getting off the phone with Nolan, I was sitting debating whether I should call Cassy or not. I know she said that she was coming to the party, but I kind of wanted to let them meet in a bit more of a private setting. Instead of calling Cass, I called Bryce. “Hey, Heather, how are things going?” Bryce asked with a little hint of worry. “Good, everything is good. I’m actually calling about Cassy. “Is she over there again? I told her you were going to get sick of her, especially when you’re trying to
Reed POV “Indigo called it a premonition power, but the visions that I will be able to have could be the future, the present or the past.” I heard the pot start to boil over and ran over quickly to pull it off the burner. “Well, you could have given me a warning that was going to happen,” I said with a chuckle. As I wiped up the stove top the best I could with the burner being hot. After setting the pot back on the burner to finish cooking the contents, I leaned back against the counter and just stared at Heather. My mind wonders as I think about what Heather just told us. We knew that she was special and had already shown signs of her witch genes, but I never stopped to think that it would be more than just a heightened sense of ...warning? How many more is she going to have? How strong is she going to be? Will she be the target of other packs for the rest of her life or just until she is marked? How long are we going to be able to hide what she is? Should we hide what she is? I