calledbythemoon

[calledbythemoon]

#ComingUpForAir SL with @CalledByTheMoon and @SheCravesStorms

Coming Up for Air

Lyric: 《Veins visible in my neck as my raw voice pushed out an ecstasy laced scream, I pounded harder then stilled, spilling inside of my girl for what felt like the umpteenth time. I had to be empty now, right? Collapsing beside her, sweat sliding down my chest, my spine, I groaned as I pulled her to my side, working to breathe as my mind tried to work. Glancing toward the window, I belatedly realized that the sun was rising again. The past couple of days were a blur. There had been a couple of showers, a few pizzas, and a fuck ton of fucking, every way and almost every surface available. When words came again they were hoarse and I was probably on the verge of dehydration.》Goddamn, Austen… 《Chuckling breathlessly as I curl my arm around her until she's laid out across my chest, I lifted my head just enough to take her in.》How you feeling, Little Bit? Besides sore, I'm guessing? 《The look on her face has a smug grin tugging at my lips as I tuck an arm behind my head, legs tangled in what's left of the sheets on the bed.》I don't know much about this heat business, but if I had to grade us, I'd say we passed with flying colors, what do you think? 《Definitely dopey from the list and endorphins swirling around, I wasn't planning on doing anything but the bare minimum for at least another day. You know, recovery time.》

Austen: ~I’d never felt so...blissful before. Like I was flying on a Dreamy cloud that I didn’t want to come down from. Everything aches, but every move made me groan as my body just registered it all as...pleasure. I curled up against his chest, as much as I could, and just hummed to all the questions. Part of me wanted to go again, part of me wanted to sleep, but the dominant thought was to finally crawl out of bed...maybe in a minute. I ran my hands down his sweaty body, my eyes closed, and I could imagine every part of him, being so close for the last few days. I know we ate, and I remember a few times we did this thing in the shower...and on the floor of the bathroom...but I couldn’t tell you what time or day it was. My mind finally catches up to his words, and I look up through a lazy gaze, and grin~ I feel...boneless. And...maybe like...sleeping? Or… ~Words weren’t coming, but I think he got the message. I hoped. I sat up slowly, looking down at Lyric, and I couldn’t just appreciate him with my eyes. My hand roamed the plane of his stomach, those abs, that V...he was delicious in every way. I’d never felt like this in my entire life. This was mating. This was being connected to someone on a metaphysical level. And I loved it. My hand dropped off his body and to my stomach, and I look down, just staring~ Do you think there’s a little Taylor in there?

Lyric: 《A low chuckle parted my lips when all she could do was hum answers to me, and yeah… I knew exactly how that felt. Her touch had my abs flexing and if my cock wasn't unconscious, I knew she'd be on her way to waking him up again. Fuck she looked good, all sex flushed and glistening. Grinning up with hooded eyes, I rested a hand on her flat belly, my heart doing a gymnastics routine in my chest at the thought of her having my pup. Talk about walking on air. I never would have thought my family would grow in such a way against, but here we were, and I couldn't imagine it any other way. Everything I'd been through, all of it was worth it to bring me here.》There might just be, Little Bit. Not for nothing, but the twins were conceived on one shot. After what we just did… 《My grin was cocky, smug and big as shit, but who could really blame me.》 There might be a litter in there. 《Barking a laugh at her shocked expression, I rolled towards her, looping one arm around her waist as I nuzzled her belly.》Okay, maybe not that many, but I do know that you smell amazing. And I'm not just saying that because there's a very heavy layer of me on you.

Austen: ~I looked down at Lyric all wrapped around me, nuzzling my belly, and something came over me. I ran my fingers through his curls, thought about where life was taking us now, and even though it was frightening, I couldn’t imagine being anywhere else. I never thought I’d have this, this loving relationship, this want of a family. I saw years and years of marriage being a job and sex being a chore. I always looked forward to being a mother, knowing an alpha would want an heir, or three or four, but...looking down at Lyric, knowing we’d do it together and he’d be just as happy as I was, not because of a position but because he loved me? It was more than I could even have asked for if someone said, “Hey, Austen, what do you want in the future?”~ I love you, Lyric. ~My words were a little broken, but I wiped my hand under both eyes and laughed a little, tackling him back to the bed and nuzzling into his neck. As much as I enjoyed this time, just us, over and over again--oh god, he was amazing--there was something missing~ I miss Lenny and Story. You think we can go get them today? Maybe...do something fun? I know they probably miss you. We can...clean up, wash the sheets, air out the house, maybe get some groceries? I need to stop by the house and feed Abs and water the plants, maybe...pick some bud for later? ~I looked up and wiggled my eyebrows~

Lyric: I love you too, Austen. 《Huge ass grin stretching my cheeks, I chuckle low as my gorgeous girl swipes away tears,knowing they're from joy and the overwhelming intensity of the last two days. Tugging her to me as she stretches out over me, my hands sliding down over her phenomenal curves. Nodding as she goes and lists everything she wants, my grin stuck permanently in place as I wait for her to take a breath.》 Settle, Little Bit. We can do it all, but I think getting the kids should be first. 《Reaching for my phone on the bedside table, my brows shoot up when I see a number of missed calls and texts from Melz. Heart kicking into high gear, panic that something happened to the kids is my first concern as I unlock the screen and begin to scroll.》Hold on a minute. Can you check your phone. See what you have while I get through all of these, babe? 《Brows furrowed as our bubble effectively burst, I push to sit up, leaning against the headboard. After getting through the texts, the first few which were polite updates about the kids, the last half dozen demands for a phone call asap, I began to relax, not seeing anything about either of my kids being seriously injured. Shrugging at the questioning look from Austen, I pulled up my voice mail and began to listen to those. Basically the same as the texts in verbal form, it was a whole lot of non-info, until I got the the last message. “Listen, Ly, I really need you to come up for air soon. I'm meeting with her dad today, and I need to know if she's knocked up ASAP. Everything else you Jessy and I talked about for the meeting is a go, but Austen being pregnant is pretty fucking important to solidifying the plan and her safety. Oh, and see if she'll have a lunch with her mom today. Oh, and congrats if you did it, super sperm.” Blinking a few times as Melz snort of a laugh hit my ears as the phone went deep, I felt myself pale before recovering. Color me an idiot, but in the course of all the mindblowing sex, I'd forgotten about the real consequences of Austen becoming pregnant. I wondered if I'd remember the scent of a pregnant female, but was banking on my wolf knowing. Only one way to find out. Reaching silently for her arm, I tugged her back to me, taking a couple of cleansing breaths before lifting her wrist to my nose and closing my eyes. 》

Austen: ~Curiously, I nodded, reaching for my phone, and my eyes went wide. I had a lot of missed calls from Melz, some from my mom, a few from my dad, and I began to scroll through the voicemail transcripts and the texts. A meeting? Trouble? Lunch with my mom? My chest got tight, and my shoulders slumped--it was here. It was time. They were going to know everything. I sniffled a bit. I began to text back, my mom first, asking her if she wanted to get lunch. She texted back immediately with a yes, and a time, and a place--just like my mother-- and just as I was about to turn and tell Lyric, he grabbed my wrist and put it to his nose, his pale expression pensive but his eyes locked on mine. It took me a few minutes to realize what he was doing, but when I did, I almost held my breath, waiting. This was it. It was real. I thought...maybe it would take a few weeks to find out? I didn’t know! I was never around the pregnant females growing up. In fact, my dad rarely let me around anyone. I should have asked more questions. What if there’s more things I don’t know… I saw it in his face first. I felt it when his grip loosened around my wrist and he carefully let it down to my lap. Crawling closer, placing both my hands gently on either side of his face, I stared, searched.~ Lyric?

Lyric: 《Jesus Christ, my heart felt like it was going to pound out of my chest, my mind earring with riotous thoughts, worries and what ifs, but I couldn't give in to those. Concentrating, breathing, I called my wolf forth in my mind and let him...tell me. Scents, hers, layered with mine then...the search didn't take long, the scent as familiar as the day I knew Lennon and Story were on the way, but different. I knew, without a doubt this one was wolf. A contented growl rumbled my chest as silver eyes lifted to Austen's. My smile was wolfishly wide but without teeth, full of pure male pride as I nodded slowly.》 We’re gonna have a baby, Little Bit. 《The words made it all the more real, the certainty rushing through me as I pulled her into my arms, arms wrapped tight around her. Burying my face in the crook of her neck, I couldn't get enough of the scent now. I was shaking. Vibrating with joy, relief, a plethora of unnamed emotions as tears of joy stung my eyes, a triumphant whoop muffled in her hair as I laughed. No matter what happened today, everything would be alright now. I knew it with the same surety as I knew my fiance was pregnant.》

Austen: ~I lay against Lyric, tears stinging my eyes as he celebrated, and I didn’t know happiness could feel like this. It’s what we wanted, what needed to happen, and there was absolutely no doubt that I wanted a life with Lyric. So why the tears? I put my hand on my stomach and the other tangled in Lyric’s hair, I held him close and pushed everything aside except for him. Us. We were going to be a family, Story and Lennon were going to have a little brother or sister, we’d go from a family of four to a family of five, and it would be good...even if my family might disown me. It would be okay. I pressed my lips against Lyric’s temple and let him nuzzle as much as he wanted. Now I didn’t want to leave the bed. I tugged him down to the bed and tangled myself in everything about him, breathing him in, getting used to the scent of the...three of us. I was about to speak, but then my phone dinged, and I reached for it, seeing a text message from my mom.~ Lunch is on. She said...she’d pick me up in an hour. ~I reached up and ran my fingers through his curls, smiling as I look into his eyes~ It’s going to be alright. Everything is. ~My lip started to quiver as I spoke, and I reached up and tried to push away the tears, laughing a little bit~ Just too emotional. ~I leaned in and kissed him, softly, lowering my voice~ I’m going to go shower and get ready. She’ll probably be early…

Lyric: 《There was no way, I was dropping this prideful grin any time soon. It shot back into place after each tender kiss, and even as I started feeling like an idiot, I couldn't care less.》Everything will be perfect, Little Bit. I'll move heaven and earth to make it so if I have to. 《The joy washing through me was only tamped down slightly when reality tried to push in at the edges. Lunch with her mom, while I was at the meeting between Melz and her father… I hoped with all the tattered faith within me that it’d be our last and biggest hurdle to conquer. By tonight I wanted to be running to the grocery store for pickles and ice cream for her. Okay, I was probably rushing it, but a pregnant Austen meant a whole nother side of her, and I couldn't wait to learn her. Tightening my arms around her as I nodded, a reluctant sigh ruffled her curls as I began to pull us from the bed.》Then we better get in that shower so that I can thoroughly clean my girl. 《Smirking, I climbed from the bed and scooped her into my arms, bridal style, and carried her to the bathroom. Pressing my lips to hers as I set her on her feet, a slow languid kiss tangled out tongues as I blindly reached to turn on the spray. Drawing out the kiss until steam began to billow from the enclosure, I back walked us into the shower, lifting her easily, her back to the tile as I slipped inside of her once more. The heat subsided, pregnancy achieved, this was a slow, indulgent love making, reinforcing our connection  our commitment as I rocked into her. Breaking the kiss only to breath, my forehead to hers as the water drenched us.》I love you, Austen James, with everything I am, and everything I'll ever be.

Austen: ~I raked my nails over his shoulders, keening a soft cry as he moved. I kissed him, heated, dripping, and his admission between kisses just made everything hotter. I met his thrusts, arching my chest into his, grabbing at his hair...he was so good at this. I kept my eyes on him for as long as I could, sometimes closing in ecstacy for a few moments, but I pried them open to meet his again. The father of my child. My fiance. My life. The steam around us just swirled our scents, and I loved it. Digging my heels in his ass, this slow pace making me crazy, crazy in such a good way.~ Lyric… ~I breathed it in a whisper near his ear, over his skin, as I trusted him to take us both to the end. My phone rang, I could hear it in the shower, but I held him tighter, little no’s dropping from my lips as I felt my stomach start to quiver.~ You are worth everything, you, our family. You’re all I want. Yes...fuck… ~The word felt naughty on my lips, but I liked it--a lot.~

Lyric: 《Groaning as I felt her right sheath pulse around me, one arm locked around her waist, I slid the other hand up to pluck at each pert nipple, never taking my eyes from her beautiful features painted in pleasure. When I felt her start to tremble, my balls drawing up, I bent my knees, and quickened my pace. Wet flesh smacking echoes around us, drowning out the sound of a phone chiming from the bedroom. The real world would invade soon enough, but not yet. Growling deep in my chest, I could barely hold back my release, knowing that I could watch her forever. Sliding my hand down her slick torso, I pressed my thumb to that little bundle of nerves, circling in a way I'd learned, that she loved.》 Come on my cock, Little Bit. Let me feel you. 《Circling with more pressure, thrusting faster, only then did I look away. Dropping my face to the crook of her neck, my teeth scraping over the sensitive skin. Moaning long and low when I felt the quiver of her walls surrounding my shaft, my balls slapping up against her, I let go. Cumming for the umpteenth time in the last few days, I spilled inside the woman in my arms, the mother of my child, mine. The word was growled against her throat as my thighs shook, holding her flush to me, not slowing until I'd wound every ounce of pleasure from her.》

Austen: ~I squirmed when his first touched that sensitive spot, then squealed, then raked my fingernails over his back as I threw my head back hard against the shower wall as I came, careful of the wall but just holding onto Lyric has tightly as I could...and came completely apart. Again. Dear gods, how was I ever going to walk again? I felt him so tight inside me as I gripped him, and it felt amazing, so full, so ready. My chest shuddered and I squeezed my thighs hard around his hips till I had no more grip in me and I was nothing but a boneless heap in his arms. Nuzzling his cheek, I found his lips and kissed my way back to consciousness, my hands soothing those scratches I’d just made, and when that was done, I groped that fine, fine ass he had, knowing he had to put me down or we were going to go again~ I love how you want me and how I want you. I love you. SO much. Now… ~I giggled playfully and slapped his wet ass, the sound making me grin even more.~ Put me down, you wild thing, and let’s get all clean. Today might be really really sucky, but at the end, I get to come home to you and the kids, and that’s going to make all the sucky things better today. Okay? No matter what. ~I held his face in my hands~ No matter what. Promise me.

Lyric: 《Keeping her pinned to the wall with my dick inside of her as she came apart, my face fell to the crook of her neck, lapping at the water over that slightly bruised mark as I relearned to breathe, I wasn't until I felt the shudders racking her body lessen that I loosened my grip. Groaning against her lips, I savored the kiss, keeping us both up right even when all I wanted to do was sink to the floor.》I love you too, Little Bit. Always will. 《I set her to her feet, growling playfully when she slapped my ass. Momentarily lost in her gorgeous blue eyes, my face serious as she cupped my cheeks, I nodded.》I promise, gorgeous. No matter what. We end every day together from here on out. 《One more fierce kiss before I made quick work of washing and conditioning her curls, then sudsing her body from head to toe. My heart kicked as I passed over her belly, elated, knowing that my child was in there, loving it so much already. Once we were clean, I wrapped her in a fluffy towel, my own towel around my hips and just held her against me, letting out a long sigh as time ticked away toward this dreaded meeting.》Today is gonna fucking suck, I'm not gonna lie. I just hope to get out of there with my dick in tact. Let's get dressed. And if you've got any tips or tricks on how to take down any of the men in your family if a fight breaks out, I'd really appreciate it. 《Forcing a laugh, I scrubbed a towel over my head slightly harder than necessary, trying to sharpen my mind towards the mindset I was going to need for the rest of the day.》

Austen: ~I took all the pampering Lyric gave, and we laughed about my family and things, trying to keep it light. I knew they wouldn’t harm him, not right now, probably not ever, but my dad respected good business. He wouldn’t dirty it up for this...maybe. I didn’t quite know. I was his only daughter. Before Lyric left, I held him close and kissed him, running my hands through his hair and down his back~ Just keep everyone safe. Please. Melz needs you, and...we need you. It’ll be fine. I promise. ~I smiled, or tried to, and when he kissed me this time, I felt a twinge of desperation. God. My heart hung on that. I wanted life with him. We’d make it work. We would. I watched him drive out, then went back to get dressed, and I was putting the last of my makeup on when I heard the knock on the door. I couldn’t lie. I was scared. My mom was my best friend, but she was strict. I didn’t know how either of my parents would really react. So, slowly, I walked toward the door, and when I opened it, I could see in her eyes that she knew. I don’t know how, but she did. My words were teary, and the real tears were falling the second she reached out for my hand.~ Hi, Mom...

[calledbythemoon]

Th Alpha Always Knows. SL with @CalledByTheMoon, @SheCravesStorms and @MelzWithABite

SL #6 - The Alpha Always Knows

Austen: ~I swung the big lunch bag back and forth as I walked to the garage, quite content. I hadn’t left Lyric’s for a week today, just making trips home in the evenings to tend the garden, feed Absolom, and get some clothes. Sometimes I went alone, and sometimes the twins went with me. I bought a few carseats for my wagon, and they had so much fun riding around without the top! The weather had been really good. Most evenings, we played outside till they were falling down tired, and then Lyric and I enjoyed each other while they were fast asleep. We’d gotten into a really awesome little routine. I cooked a few things for them, and it was 50/50 right now. At least they were nice about it. But today, Milly had the store and I wanted to see my favorite man for lunch, maybe...a little quickie, so I picked up some of the sandwiches he loves, a few bottle sodas, and some fruit. I’d skipped over from home, being so close was nice, and I’d worn my cutest bright blue romper, some gorgeous gladiator sandals, and everything, down to my lashes, were On. Point. I turned the corner to the shop, and it was a little smelly, but I didn’t mind. I looked around, spotted Alex, the alpha, a few others I didn’t know, and then, I saw my Dreamy. He was all sweaty and dirty, and I cocked my hip and bit my lip, letting my eyes roam over him. He was buff, strong, and my whole body remembered what it was like to feel him moving inside me, on top of me, behind me...twice...goodness, was it hot in here? I mean, it wasn’t summer. Suddenly I was aching, like I wanted to beg him, drop down on my knees and...I shook my head, trying to catch his eye by holding up the sandwiches, pressing my thighs together in hopes of quelling this sudden need~

Melz: *No, I did not have an extra spring in my step this morning, no matter what Jessy said. Even so, I made sure to casually stroll across the parking lot as I returned to work. After having Brie in the office for a few hours this morning then taking her back to Lark, I had work to get done that I couldn't while the munchkin was there. The quality time spent with her while I dealt with some light office work,  was well worth everything I'd have to make up for the rest of the day. I could and would find a balance between raising my niece and running a business. Failure was not an option. Crossing the parking lot back towards the office, my steps slowed as a scent on the breeze caught my attention. Drows drawing down as I tried to place the familiarity, I shivered as my wolf surged to the surface like an over excited know-it-all, shooting her paw into the air and thrusting the answer into my mind.* Ohhhh….shiiiittttt…*the little snicker that escaped, courtesy of the joint I'd hit on my way back to work, had a grin splitting my cheeks as I recognized the underlying personal scent of Austen mixed with the very telling aroma. Oh man, this was going to be fun. Working really hard to turn my big ass grin into a friendly smile, I shifted my path slightly, moving toward the garage instead to the office. When she came into view, I rolled my eyes while she couldn't see me, as he practically bounced on the spot as she watched Lyric. And he was just as bad, that dopey half smirk he was aiming at her was almost gag worthy. I definitely wanted to smack him upside the back of the head, but I wouldn't of course. I was Alpha and being over protective of my pack was a huge part of my nature. Thay, and we’d all picked up the pieces for each other when things had fallen apart in the past. None of us wanted to see anyone hurt, so we were wary at best of a new partner. See? It wasn't personal! Even so, Lyric's grin faltered when he saw me behind her making my grin grow wider as Austen turned to see what he was looking at.* Hey, Austen! It's great to see you! And you bought lunch?! How sweet. *Wiggling my fingers in a wave at Lyric, I put an arm around Austen and began to steer her toward the office.* Hey, Ly? Give us about ten minutes to talk? I  just have a few questions about what I'm thinking as far as her pops. *Knowing he’d take it as an order even though I'd made it a question, I kept my tone light and easy as I focused my attention on Austen, shooting Alexei a knowing smirk as we passed him at the front counter.* Thanks for sending over those books. They've been really helpful and I have a few ideas on how to proceed that I wanted to run by you.

Austen: ~When Lyric’s expression changed, I tensed, feeling that alpha energy immediately. I should have noticed it before, but...he was just too dreamy. I turned, and the odd grin she had on her face threw me off a little, used to her being very gruff and serious. Lyric kept trying to tell me that’s not what she was like, so maybe he was right. I caught the smell of bud immediately, relaxing a bit as things began to fall into place. I smelled something else once she put her arm around me, and it took me just a millisecond to place it: Alex. As she pulled me to the office, I shot a look back at my cousin, narrowing my eyes. If he screwed things up here for me by screwing the alpha and being a dick by leaving, like he always did, I’d kill him. With my bare hands. As we made our way into the office, I had to look away, focusing back on Melz and smiling aloofly. I hadn’t really heard everything she’d said, but I got the gist. I looked back, trying to find Lyric again, then thinking it rude of me, I turned back around, nodding as I sat in the chair across from her desk and nodding~ Yes. You’re welcome. Anything I can do to help. ~I sat back in the seat, crosses my leg over the other, and setting the lunch bag next to me. It was a little bit of a downer talking about my dad right now, but if that’s what I needed to do, I’d do it.~ If you need more books, my mom can get me some, you know, about...anything, really. And… ~Getting distracted, I bit my lip and looked back just a fraction, trying to find Lyric, still trying to explain myself~ she has all the books about...anatomy...and, you know, she’s a nurse. So…

Melz: *Alright, I knew I was high, but what the fuck was she talking about? Anatomy? What the… I didn't hide the WTF expression either as she took a seat, not that she'd notice with the way she was trying to stare a hole in the wall to see Lyric.* Anyway… just the financial books are good. I'm sure your mommy wouldn't want to know what I'm using the books for. *The snark snuck out before I could stop it, but her lack of focus was going to get on my last nerve real fast.* Hello? Austen? Hi. Melz, remember? Chit chat with the alpha of the pack that trying to save your ass? I promise I'll try not to inconvenience you too much. *After waving a hand in her line of sight, I grabbed to lunch bag and reached in, grabbing a sandwich. Waiting until I had her attention with an arched brow, unfolding part of the sandwich and taking a bite. After chewing and swallowing, holding her gaze the entire time, I think she knew that looking away at this point would fast track her to the front of the pissed off alpha line.* Right. As I was saying. From what I've gathered, the lack of payment to me from your store and your brother's gym, at a reasonable interest rate, for the amount of time the businesses have been operating, is right around five million dollars. *Pausing, I hoped the significance of that amount of money got through to her. That's what I'd be foregoing if this worked. For her and Lyric.* How much were you worth to your father in this horrible wedding arrangement? Any clue what your price tag was to him? *Okay, that might be a little harsh. Blowing out a breath, I rounded my desk and took a seat as I kept on eating. The scent of her heat was making me itchy and bitchy, gods only knew what it would do to Lyric. The almost comical pictures in my mind lessened my souring mood as I relaxed back in my seat, still watching her studiously.* My plan is to present a thoroughly researched and argued proposal to your father, in which I propose that, in exchange for not bringing the matter to the ruling council, and risking his pack, he releases you from the arrangement, and I forego collection of the debt. Now, I can only assume, and I know it won't be a good one,  but what can I expect by way of his reaction? Retaliation? Invasion? How much am I risking by sticking my neck out for you and Ly like this? *Never one to mince words, I didn't know how to be less blunt or soften my delivery. She might be reveling in her love bubble, but the situation was serious to me and mine, and I needed her to know that.*

Austen: ~She...ate my sandwich. I was dying. Starving. Had been since I got up, but here was the alpha eating my sandwich. Tears welled in my eyes, and she just kept going on and on...everything she said hitting me right in the chest. Did I have a price tag to my father? Was that all I was worth? My lip began to tremble and I wrapped my arms slightly around my middle, thinking on what she said. I’d always been closer to my mother, and I couldn’t remember my father being like Lyric was with the twins, but I didn’t know how he was with my brothers. They were already so much older when I was little. My father treated Alexei good, played around with him, but he wasn’t his father. My shoulders slumped as I considered just being...a thing, not his daughter. It stung, and I drew my arms around myself tighter, sighing when she outright asked me. Lashing out in frustration and hurt, I gushed~ How should I know! Five million isn’t that much, and if I’m just a...a...bargaining chip, I’m sure the alliance with the pack he’s getting in return is worth lots more than money, so...if he just...doesn’t care about me, why would he even bother? If what you’re saying is true, and...and...I’m just something to be bought and sold to him, how would I even know what he would do? ~I stood, a storm of emotions, and me, caught right in the middle of it.I stood with a huff, walked over to the corner of the office and faced the wall, one arm holding myself together, the other thumbnail between my teeth as I felt the warm tears slide down, sniffling a little. Now I was crying AND I had no sandwich...and no Lyric! I stomped my foot and tried to get it together, shaking my head~

Melz: *At least I knew the information had sunk in...then proceeded to leak right out of her eyes. Rolling my eyes as the signs of a visible tantrum began to mount, I really couldn't muster any sympathy. Under normal circumstances, I'd feel for anyone in her position. It was a shitty one that no one deserved, especially from their own forward, but her reaction to a lot of things seemed to be these juvenile tears. It was like watching Brie or the twins when they didn't get their way, except with tits, and it was just sad. Rubbing a hand across my forehead, I popped the last bite of sandwich in my mouth, occupying it with food before I said something to make her worse. I couldn't stand another round of that high pitched keening noise she made. Not today, Satan. At least I'd given her the first piece of crappy news. Rolling my head on my neck, I pushed out a calming breath that didn't help at all, my fingers combing my hair back from my face.* Awesome. You can go. Don't forget your lunch. And I suggest you and Lyric get out of here for a little bit. With you in heat like that, I don't want you two to end up fucking in a customer's car. *Wow. Maybe it was just her I was terrible at delivering sensitive information to? Because from the look of shock on her face, as I suspected, she had no idea just how fertile she was right now and that the second Lyric got her alone, he’d likely be mounting her.*

Austen: ~I turned and just stared. In. Heat. I shook my head, my throat dry, and the tears were gone because...abject fear settled inside me.~ No...you...I’m not, no. Because...you only do that with your husband. And...you’re married. I’m not married. I can’t be… ~I shook my head, and I tried to keep my voice down, I really, really did, but the more I talked, the bigger it got and the higher my tone went, and I just burst out in tears again. I wanted my mom. I wanted to go home. But if I did that, they’d know.~ They said...my dad...he’ll kill Lyric. If I tell him. If he finds out. Oh god, Brent… ~I started to pace, trying to put the pieces together. When I was young, when I first got my period, my mother told me about heat. But, as far as I knew, or as far as I’d been taught, it only happened after a couple was married, when your wolf was certain that your partner would make a suitable mate. If a female didn’t go into heat, it was said to be a bad pairing, barring any physical problems, but there wasn’t much of that among our kind. I stared at the ring on my finger, then looked out at Lyric. Then I put my hand on my belly...I could already be pregnant and not know it. Right? I had to...I needed to sit down. Finding the chair with one hand, I sat down clumsily, staring at nothing at all.~

Melz: *Aaannndddd there she went. Fuck my life. Reaching up, I checked my ears to see if they were actually bleeding, or if they just felt that way. She could deny it all she wanted, but once she calmed down and actually listened to her body, she'd know it as surely as I did. That, or Lyric trying to stick his dick anywhere he could would confirm it. Either way, I was far over this being any part of my problem. Whatever uglies those two wanted to bump, however many pups they wanted to pop out was on them, as long as I didn't have to see it.* Right. Well at least you know. And no, you're not pregnant....yet. *Cringing when another shriek came from her, I glanced out into the waiting area and when I confirmed there were no customers there or at the desk, I picked up my desk phone and hit the intercom button for the garage, sighing before I spoke into the receiver.* Hey Ly, I think I broke her. Can you come get her? I swear, I didn't even yell, but she's making that noise...you know how I feel about that noise. So yeah… *Setting the old school phone on the cradle, the outburst of laughter had me glaring into the customer service area, where the source of the laugh was manning the desk.* Hey, silver lining? You're cousin can't rat you out to your pack since he's not allowed to talk to them. That's good, right? *My forced smile was pained as I attempted to comfort the blubbering mess crying all over my office. I wonder if I have a raft…*

Austen: ~It all felt like too much, so too much. And then, Lyric was there, and I felt like I couldn’t think. Thoughts were warring with emotion, and finally I pushed Lyric to one side, walked back up to Melz’s desk, wiping my eyes and plucking a tissue out and blowing my nose. In all the madness, all the misunderstanding, something made sense. I tossed the tissue in the garbage and sniffled a little, my voice softer~ I...know how to get your money and get out of the marriage. ~turning to Lyric, aware I was in his alpha’s office and timing wasn’t perfect, but when was it? I slipped my hand in his~ I love you. And I want to be with you for the rest of my life. You know I do. I had no idea that this could happen without marriage, and I know we haven’t talked about it, but…if I got pregnant, it would nullify the arrangement. ~I looked over at Melz, holding Lyric’s hand tight~ My father isn’t an honest man, and I’m sorry what he’s done. If the total you told me was right, he’ll pay you and take me. ~I wiped my eyes, still not sure of what I was saying, but...it made sense~ But if you made him pay you first, before I tell him I’m pregnant… ~The thought of his reaction was painful to consider, but I wiped my eyes again~ he’ll have no choice but to let me go. He...might disown me? Maybe not, with me being my mom’s only kid...but you… ~I shook my head~ I can’t ask you all to sacrifice for me.

Lyric: 《 It was already taking every ounce of control I had not to burst into that office with the scent of Austen...her body, and then her tears wafting through the air. The sound of Melz's voice on the intercom had a growl rumbling my chest as I burst into the room. Glare pinned on Melz, wide strides are up the distance as I pulled Austen against me, my body stirring to life the moment I touched her. Holy fuck, what was that? Scowling as I tried to figure out what the hell was going on, what had happened as all the blood in my body rushed to my groin, I grimaced as I tried to think, thoroughly confused by what I'd walked into, not to mention pissed.》Melz, what the fuck is going on? 《Just as Austen seemed to catch her breath, she pulled away from me, which had me frowning more until pieces of what she was saying sank in. She wanted to have a baby? Now? I knew it'd probably happen at some point, but right now? My dick was all for the idea,  ready to get the job done and I had to adjust myself in my coveralls which was just embarrassing in front of my alpha. My eyes widened when she laid out what she was thinking, and I don't think I could hate her father any more than I did at that moment. How a man, a father could do this to his daughter, rob her of one future only to have her feel like other options were forced upon her to get away from things he’d chosen without her consent? My hands curled to fists as a growl rumbled my chest. I wanted to hunt him down right now and tell him exactly what I thought of his brand of parenting. Squeezing her hand when she slipped it back into mine, my brow furrowed in concern, it hurt that she felt that this was her only option, not that I didn't want to have kids with her, it just felt like our whole life together was being forced into fast forward just so we could be together. What she said made sense, and at the end of the day, I wanted us to have kids together...I just hated being robbed of the decision making. 》Little Bit, I wasn't lying when I told you I'd do anything for us to be able to stay together. If this is part of that…《Blowing out a shaky breath, I nodded firmly, my pulse thundering as I tugged her hand bringing her closer.》 Let's do it. I'ma knock you up so good. 《Now a cocky grin broke free as it dawned on me what we’d be doing the next couple of days and my body rejoiced. 》Melz, can you and Lark manage the twins for a couple of days? It's a tough job, but somebody's gotta do it. For the good of the pack and all, you know?

Melz: *A skeptical brow arched when Austen, who I never thought had it in her, actually pulled herself together. Everything she said made sense and I gave her a lot bbn of credit for having some introspective advice when it came to her dad, especially the part about how to get him to pay, then pulling a fast one on him with the pregnancy. Of course I was all for it, however we could clear up this mess with minimal damage, the better for us, and if we ended up with a payoff too, fantastic. But, I schooled my features, waiting to see how Lyric would react. The last thing I wanted was for him to feel like I was pushing him towards this decision too. When he embraced it, my shoulders slumped in relief. He must really love her, and if he was happy, I was happy for him. At least going through all of this early on in their relationship, they might just have smooth sailing down the line.* Okay, great. Now that that's all figured out, and don't worry about the twins tonight, we'll have a sleep over, you two need to go, because Lyric's bone is about to start knocking things off my desk, which, kudos to you, Austen, but we..it's like catching my brother with an awkward hard on and I'm done with that. *Lifting both hands, I shooed them toward the door. Christ, could I go home now? Sadly, I knew the answer to that, but hey, I'd seemed to have gotten something on the path toward fixed for the pack so mental self high five. Flopping back into my seat, I thanked my head forward on the desk as I reached blindly for my mouse, waking up my computer, because ya know, I got to do paperwork too! But hey, at least someone was getting laid around here.*

Austen: ~We barely made it out to the Escalade, and he had to push me to the passenger seat as I was trying to drag him to the backseat. I grinned, part of me scared out of my mind and part of me on fire from the inside. My hands were all over him, even now, and when he got behind the wheel, I leaned over the center console and pressed my lips to his neck, whining low~ Your place. Hurry… ~I grab the zipper of his coveralls and tug it down, lower, looking down his body as it’s revealed. I didn’t even know how far we were from his place, but I had to wait. I told my wolf we had to wait. I whined, sliding my hand down between Lyric’s legs, not taking hold of him, just massaging the inside of his leg. I wanted to climb over and straddle his lap as he drove, but...that was a no-no too. I tried to sit back in my seat, slid my hand between my legs and squeezed them closed, groaning as I let my head fall back. This was insane. This need. All I could smell was Lyric’s scent, and all I wanted was him inside me.~ They taught us this didn’t happen till marriage, that I should be careful but not concerned. If it happened to anyone else, before, I never heard of it. Lyric… ~I turned my body to him, laying on my side in the seat, biting my lip and just staring at him.~ I can’t wait. For forever. For every crazy thing that we’re going to go through. I just wanna be with you. ~He stopped, I jumped out, and when I saw him, I jumped into his arms and wrapped my legs around his waist and pressed my lips to his~

Lyric 《The only thing that kept me from laying Austen out in the passenger seat was the fact that she was much further gone than I was. I'd done a lot of club drugs back in my care free modeling days, and the way she was acting was like she was flying high on Molly. Thankful for the roominess of my coveralls as I carried her to the Escalade, I was groaning as I peeled her off of me and shut the door. My hands were shaking on the wheel, sweat dotting my brow as I drove home like a bat out of hell, trying not to get in an accident every time she tried to climb over the center console at a red light. Somehow, blessedly, we’d made it home and the place was empty. Once parked, I was around to the passenger side before the engine finished it's exhale. Scooping her up bridal style, which didn't last long as she squirmed her way around to monkey cling, I gripped her ass, groaning as my cock throbbed as long strides took us to the front door. I didn't even have it opened before I pinned her there, rutting against her, I somehow got my coveralls down around my waist, the shorts of her jumper pulled to one side, then I was home.  There was no foreplay or romance,  but with the was her head was already thrashing, I didn't think she'd care. I didn't really have any idea what this heat thing was or why she kept mentioning marriage...my limited experience with packs was that a mating was the main factor to anything...then the wet heat of her core enveloped my length and all thought stopped. Her thighs draped over mine, I pinned her wrists with one hand over her head  my other gripping her hip as I pounded into her, growling as I thrust, my wolf all for claiming what was mine.》

Austen: ~I dug my heels into Lyric’s ass, each thrust quelling a need, feeding a fire, and I bowed against his body and cried out, my cry more of finally than finished. We weren’t near finished. I broke free of his hold and thrust claw-like hands into his hair and tugged, pressing my mouth to his so I could breathe. I kissed him, squeezed around him, raking the other hand up his back and holding him firmly to me. I never wanted to let go. He filled me, stretched me so good, I finally relaxed into him. Sometimes it was a good thing to be were, and I tugged on the side of my romper and split it down the side, jerking and pulling till it laid in shreds at our feet. I reached behind me and turned the knob to the house, sending us tumbling through the door. Oh, god, this was amazing. He stayed inside me, stepping out of his boots, his coverals, as I watched his body come into view. He was magnificent. The nearest surface was the kitchen island, already somewhat christened, he helped me up, slipping out, and I lay back and pulled him on top of me, both hands threaded into his hair~ Lyric...I love you. I need you. ~I kissed him slower, as if my body realized that the sense of urgency wasn’t needed anymore, and I leaned up, pressing my lips to Lyrics’, mumbling against our kiss~ I’m sorry. I didn’t want it to be like this… ~I kissed him again, trying to slow myself down, hiding my face against Lyric’s neck. I’d find a way to make this right. I’d show Lyric how much he meant to me.~

[calledbythemoon]

Finding The Taylor Groove, SL with @CalledByTheMoon and @SheCravesStorms

SL #5 -

Austen: ~I stood at the bar, halfway paying attention to my yogurt, granola and berries, and half remembering last night, and each time I thought about how it felt, how he felt, again...and again, the more I forget I have food in front of me and I needed to eat before going to open the shop. I leaned over and rested my chin on my palm, pushing a small bite in my mouth, already finding myself not wanting to leave him in bed, but work was work. I felt calmer, move even than I’d felt in a while, and I was glad, really. The intensity I felt for Lyric was fantastic, but it had been so whirlwind lately that I couldn’t even think. Just as I dropped the spoon in again, I caught a figure standing at the doorway out of the corner of my eye. Her hair was all over the place, her fist rubbing all over her face, and Story’s little voice barely made a sound. “I’m hungry.” She didn’t even bother with my name, and I knew the feeling. Mornings weren’t my forte, not until I’d eaten something. I had no idea what she ate, but...I could do this, figure this out. Maybe I should call...the nanny? What was her name? No. I could do this. So, I patted the seat next to me, she wordlessly slipped up into the seat, and I looked down and spoke softly.~ What do you want to eat? ~She pointed to the pantry, so I nodded, standing up and going there. I opened it, then looked at her. She pointed to the side, and I pointed to the Cheerios. She shook her head. I pointed to the Lucky Charms. She nodded. See? Easy. I made her a small bowl, milk, spoon, and pushed it to her, then took my seat beside her and ate my breakfast, both of us quiet. Kind of nice. Maybe I wouldn’t fail at this mom thing.~

Lyric: 《One eyelid being pulled open to forcibly see my son grinning at me was slightly better than the usual dive bomb, but only just. As my brain came online, my heart simultaneously jumped in my chest as I reached behind me, patting the bed to find Austen. I was relieved and disappointed when I found the spot warm but empty. I would have loved to waken up the same way we fell asleep, but alas...looks like I need to get in the habit of locking the bedroom door again.》 What's up, trouble? Where's your sister? You ready for breakfast? 《My assumption confirmed by the bobble head looking nod and tug on my arm, I chuckled as I swung my legs over the edge of the bed. Pulling on a pair of plaid pj pants, I scratched my chest, stretched and pushed to my feet.》 Let's get our grub on, Lenny. Maybe we'll find Story on the way. 《“She find Austen.”》Ahhh...it all makes sense now. 《Taking his hand in mine to help him down the stairs, when we rounded the corner, my grin stretched so far it hurt. Both females who were nested in my heart sat side by side scooping up cereal and I almost melted on the spot.》 I don't think I've ever seen anything more beautiful. 《Moving around the table, I dropped a kiss to the top of Story’s head before tilting Austen’s chin up to brush my lips over hers, my voice a low murmur against her lips.》 Morning, Little Bit. I love you. 《Giving Lenny a boost into a seat, I moved to the coffee pot and poured a mug before moving to the fridge.》 Alright, boy twin, what do you want with your bacon? And don't say sausage. 《Barking a laugh when he threw his arms in the air  “Taylor ham and cheesy eggs,” I rolled my eyes, shaking my head.》 He's a carnivore. It's my fault, really. 《Setting out supplies and ingredients, I got to work at the stove, speaking over my shoulder.》 Can I make you an omelette, gorgeous? A double helping of meat? 《Smirking at the innuendo, I wagged my brows before tossing a wink her way, loving that blush that crept over her cheek.》

Austen: ~When he kissed me, every thought in my head went out the window, every worry, every care, and the love that I felt here nearly brought me to tears.~ I love you too. ~My voice was soft, and just watching him with Lenny, shirtless and cooking and dadding away, I crossed my ankles under the chair. My goodness. I wanted him again. Really wanted him. My stomach tightened, and a thought barely crossed my mind...but I dismissed it. It wasn’t time. Not for me. It was just...Lyric. And me. I looked at Lyric, and I saw a lifetime of this, of wanting him, never getting enough of his love, touch, kiss, body...and I wanted it all. Even if the marriage thing wasn’t hanging over our heads, I’d still want him. Like this. Every day. And when I realized what he’d asked me, I went crimson, but he seemed to enjoy it, so I grinned and went back to my cereal.~ No thank you. But I was wondering if you guys wanted to go out this evening. There’s a beach clean up because nesting season for turtles is coming up in May. ~I looked around, laughing lightly at Lennon and Story’s excited faces before looking back at Lyric playfully~ I...think you’re out-voted?

Lyric: Of course I'm outvoted. You said the B word. I never stood a chance. 《Chuckling as I fixed a plate for Lenny that held enough food for a kid twice his size, I set it before him before moving back to the stove to fill my own plate. Mug a feed in hand, I joined my family at the table, and damn if I didn't love the way that sounded in my head.》 These two would live on the beach if I let them. Lark takes them all the time, right guys? 《Digging into my meal, I grinned around a mouthful as they each launched into their “why I love the beach" garbled rambling. I'd heard most of the recaps before so I watched Austen as she listened, asked questions to both and let them both know she was listen. She was damn perfect. Not just for me, but for us. Every minute I spent with her, alone or with the kids told me that, over and over again. Smirking when I saw Story eyeing my bacon, I slid her a couple of strips with a wink for my girl. Sipping my coffee, I cleared my throat attempting to quiet them both as I stretched my legs out under the table until my foot found Austen’s.》 Alright, if we're going to the beach, that means we need to do some yard work and take naps today. No skipping. 《Grinning as they groaned, I rubbed my toes over Austen’s foot, meeting her eyes.》 I know you probably have to get to the store, but maybe you can come back for naptime too…

Austen: ~I bit my lip and played a simple game with Lyric as we spoke, my foot slowly tracing up his calf, even as Story and Lennon got the lowdown from him on what chores they had to do. He had a good way speaking with the kids, and they seemed to listen to him in a way that children usually didn’t. It made me love him more, and I knew should we ever have children, he would be just the same with ours. Something turned in my stomach, but I pushed it away, trying to level out the need I felt. When they finally finished their breakfast and skipped off to their room, I moved over to where Lyric sat and climbed to straddle his lap, pressing my lips to his and my body against his bare chest, kissing him till we were both out of breath. I didn’t want to go into work. I wanted to go back to bed, badly. And as I ran my fingers through his soft curls and kissed him again, I felt that he agreed...and that made it all that much harder to speak, to even pull away from him. The urge was so strong that I took his hands in mine, twining our fingers, to keep me from grabbing the hem of his sleep pants and...goodness knows what~ I...just need to go in till Milly gets there. She can handle it till close.

Lyric: Best breakfast ever. 《Grinning as she climbed into my lap, balanced over her shoulder to make sure the twins were out of sight, not because I was embarrassed or hiding, but because I wasn't ready to answer the barrage of questions just yet. I was greedy with my girl. Growling low against her lips, my arms formed a cage around her, pinning her petite form to me as we indulged in each other. Hands happily groping her round ass, a low grumble of protest escaped when our lips parted.》 No shirking your responsibilities either, Little Bit. 《Smirking, I slid my hands up her sides, tickling teasingly.》 There will be plenty of time for that later. 《Grin stretching, I lean in to nip at the tender flesh over her collarbone.》 We need to get up...I mean, I already am, in case you missed it, but before they come back and find us in a position I'll have no explanation for. 《Chuckling, I land a swat to that ass to die for, reluctantly shifting her from my lap before my cock took it upon himself to push back inside of her.》 The quicker you go, the quicker you'll be back, yeah?

Austen: ~I was flustered when I walked out, just...my wolf begging to go back inside, but I made it to the store and unlocked the door, trying my best to quiet my mind, and my body, enough to do what I need to do. It took a few tries to get the list that I normally did my memory done, but soon I was sitting behind my desk, looking through the front at the door, biting my lip. The clock said I had two hours before Milly came in, but my body was humming at just my thoughts of Lyric. Of last night...and into the morning. My face flushed and I groaned, leaning back in my chair, pressing my thighs together. I’d never felt like this, so helpless, so hungry for another person. He was just so...more than dreamy now. The way he fit inside me, the way his body felt against mine. His taste...oh god, his sounds. His words. I slipped my hand between my legs before I even realized it, but quickly removed it, groaning in frustration. Two hours were going to feel like forever. I just knew it. I wanted to...talk to my mom, about everything, this feeling...but if I told her, she’d have to tell my father, and...that wouldn’t go well. But Lyric…he was everything.~

Lyric: 《Manual labor was an excellent distraction and sorely needed. That and my kids running around kept my mind and body from dwelling too much in how fucking amazing Austen was. Gorgeous, sure, but it was her heart, mind, and that hot little body that had my almost drooling every time my mind wandered from my task at hand. Even with the constant invasion of Austen thoughts,  I still managed to get the swingset re-anchored, the sandbox filled and the garden spruced up before lunch time. Sure, I'd paused for water breaks and sent her corny, but cute, flirty and suggestive texts through the morning, but who could blame me? I wanted her to know I wanted her. That despite the insanity of the situation, when it came down to it, I was all in. For her. For us. By the time I set up a makeshift picnic on the tiny plastic picnic table for the twins, chicken nuggets, carrot sticks, fruit and juice, and grabbed myself a couple of sandwiches, my muscles ached from the work I'd put in, and I couldn't wait to see my girl again. Gazing off across the yard, my mind wandering with it, the tiny fist banging a juice box against my thigh pulled me back to my self.》Did I forget to open this? My bad dude, here you go.《Making quick work of putting the straw in the juice and lifting the box wings so he could hold it better, I grinned down at Lenny as I handed it back.》So how your sister managed that all by herself? Just saying…《Story sat up straighter, her chest puffing with pride from my praise pulling a chuckle from me.》So what do you two think of Austen? She's gonna be hanging around a lot. Is that okay with you? 《I opened the door for their opinions and was grinning like an idiot as they launched into their overanimated explanations of why they liked her. I could tell they did, but it had been just the three of us for a while. I wanted them in on the decisions I made because they would affect all of us, just like I knew that Austen had to know and accept that I came with a posse. From what I could tell, she got it. I was letting myself fall hard for her, but these two held my heart in their pudgy little paws. Thankfully, there was plenty of room there for more.》

Austen: ~Minny made it just in time, and when she walked in, her eyes went wide. She was as human as it got, but...my hair was a little tossled, and I knew my cheeks were all red, and I just smiled. She squealed and clapped, running over and hugging me, doing a little dance and turning us in a circle. “So you did it?” I just nodded, covering my face for a minute, but she pulled away my hands and shook her head. “Nah-uh. Nope. You’re not getting away that easy! I want details, and don’t leave out anything!” I laughed, sat down behind the counter as she counted down the drawer, running down the whole evening...then later that night...then that morning, and by the time I was done, she was slack-jawed. We chatted for a minute before a few customers came in, and I chose then to beg off, skipping out and stopping at that little mom and pop burger place I liked, picking up four double cheeseburger meals. I figured I’d catch them right as lunch, and I was right. I didn’t even get through the front door before I had two jumpy little bodies with grimy grabby hands for the burgers, but all I could sense and smell Lyric above it all. His scent was so strong...but I kept focused on the kids~ Hi! Yes! Hi! Go wash your hands up good, sing the birthday song, and I’ll get your plates fixed… ~They zipped off to the bathroom, and I turned to look at Lyric, staring, biting my lip and smirking a bit as my stomach flipped, my whole body humming, drawn to him.~ Hi, you…

Lyric: 《My kids definitely had preternatural hearing and were learning to use it well. They were just getting bored with their plates when I heard a car pull into the drive. Their heads snapping in that direction as well as the race to see who was here, let me know that they heard it too. The sliding screen door took the brunt of the abuse as they stumbled and tumbled over each other to get there first. I followed at a leisurely pace, letting them be independent enough because I knew who the arrival was. Grinning as, yup, I caught Austen's scent as soon as I stepped inside, I chuckled as I picked up the other smells, knowing by the sounds of their delighted food squeals that they did too. I hung back a few steps, my heart swelling as I watched her with them, before stepping closer as they sped back off to the bathroom to fulfill her request.  And you bought second lunch back. You keep feeding them and they might attach themselves to your legs and never let you go.《My grin had to be as cheesy as they got as I looped an arm around her waist, pulling her flush to me before planting the kiss I'd been craving on her lips. Groaning low in my chest as I reluctantly pulled back moments later, my eyes were hooded as my grin returned, knowing she could feel my body's reaction to her.》Hey yourself, Little Bit. Missed you. Everything good at the store?

Austen: Mmhmm… ~I kissed him again, pressing against him more, fully aware that my face was probably red as a tomato, my voice husky~ I didn’t know you’d already had lunch. But...they’re growing kiddos… ~I backed him up to the counter and sat down the bags, not giving an inch of room. I didn’t want to be away from him at all. Not even a millimeter. But I heard the birthday song end, little feet fell on the hardwood floor, and before I pulled away, I whispered next to his ear. I could feel him against me~ We’ll finish this later. ~ Story bounced in front of me, and I grinned, leaning down to kiss her forehead, then Lenny’s~ Alright. Since daddy already gave you some lunch, let’s start with a half and see if you’re still hungry. Okay? ~They groaned a little, but sat down, and I put a half on each plate and some fries, looking up at Lyric. I didn’t know what they liked...yet...but I knew they’d let me know. They were not shy. I leaned back against the counter beside Lyric, looping my arm into his and watching them chow down~ I was thinking I could stay again tonight. Maybe...help you put them to bed? I...we need to get used to that. I do, at least. ~I leaned into his neck and took in that well-worked scent, his scent, and my wolf clawed at the inside of me, whining and yearning. I had better control that that, though.~

Lyric: 《She felt too good against me in the middle of the afternoon with my kids in the next room. Hands flexing on her hips, I moved as she pushed my to the counter, trying really hard to keep the blood from rushing to my groin...and failing miserably. Molars grinding, my abs flexing as I worked to keep my body in control, the last thing I ever wanted was to be sporting wood in front of my kids.》 You'll never hear them complain about food, that's for sure. 《Chuckling as they climbed onto the bench, this lunch at the kitchen table as Austen set to fixing their plates, I stayed in place, taking a few deep breaths before reaching into the bag for a handful of fries. The fingers of one hand pushed through my hair as I ate the few bites, my other arm wrapping around her as she came back to my side. Slightly more calm, I knew my own control was something I'd have to work harder on with Austen around during the day with the kids. I doubt she realized just how much I responded to her teasing or that she was doing it at all. Then she mentioned staying again tonight and I had to let my head drop back briefly, thankful that the kids were distracted by food. Focusing on what she said about putting the kids to bed, my smile was soft as my gaze dropped to her at my side.》I'm sure they'll love that. Especially for story time. I think they're getting bored with my voices but they laugh so they don't hurt my feelings.《Grimacing before a grin broke free, my fingers pushed into her hair as she nuzzled my neck, and I started reciting nursery rhymes in my mind to keep myself distracted from her physical effect on me.》

Austen: ~I leaned my head against his shoulder, but he felt tense, and I didn’t know quite why. I’d obviously never had kids, so maybe...we were showing too much affection in front of them? I totally understood that. So, without prompting, even though his fingers in my hair felt too good, I stood up a little straighter and put a little distance between us, leaving my arm in his just because I didn’t want to give up all touch. I saw I forgot juice, so I slipped away and got some juice boxes for them, watching Story help Lenny put his straw in. In no time, they had clean plates, and I looked over at Lyric, then back at the kids. I had to remember that they’d be were just like their dad, so they’d automatically have a quicker metabolism, especially Lennon. As a male, he’d be larger in stature than Story. So, I just cut the other hamburger in half, set it on their plates, out a few more fries and sat down beside Story.~ So, we’ll do a short nap, and then when you get up, your dad and me, we’ll have everything packed for the beach. It’ll be fun. Okay? ~They both looked at me like I was nuts, then they looked at Lyric, and I bit my lip and watched the whole thing. One day, I’d have them by myself, and...I’d have to discipline them. Maybe? Could I do that? I stole a fry from Lenny’s plate and grinned, laughing when he stuck his tongue out at me. When he looked away, I followed their gaze up to Lyric, smirking slightly~

Lyric: 《The feel of my pulse pounding in my groin lessened when she moved back from my sensitive neck and I immediately felt like crap. I didn't want her to think she was doing anything wrong, I just...I needed to be so careful when it came to the twins. Their needs and happiness had been front and center in my life for years now, mine always second. Obviously my lack of companionship was manifesting now in my body acting like a teenager when a hot girl walked into the room. But how to tell her it was my issue, not anything she was doing? Brow furrowed slightly as I tried to work it out in my head, my body calmed completely when she went to refill their plates. Smiling when she looked my way, I nodded, silently encouraging her instincts when it came to the twins. She was so good with them, I knew she'd make a great mom. The thought making my chest swell, I moved to take the seat on the other side of Lenny.》When you're full, potty then nap. By the time you wake up it'll be beach time, so no games, right?《Trying for my best stern face, my lips twitched nonetheless when they turned wide serious eyes to me and nodded solemnly.》Okay, who are you and what did you do to my TT?《Grin breaking free, I winked at Austen, tsking as I shook my head.》You must have put them in a food coma, or they're really trying to impress you. Nap time is usually our biggest fight of the day. 《Dropping a kiss to the top of Lenny's toe head, I swiped a fry, chuckling as he cried out in protest.》

Austen: ~It felt good when they obeyed, and I grinned proudly as I walked them to their rooms, helping them get situated, and then closing the doors, before making my way slowly back into the kitchen. I spied Lyric, cleaning up, and I leaned against the door jam, clasping my hands in front of me. I needed to be more...motherly around the kids, less...I don’t know. Girlfriendish? I was his fiancé now. Soon to be his wife. And the kids’ step mom. It made me nervous. I wrapped my arms around my middle, leaning my head against the wood~ Lyric? I’m sorry for teasing you in front of Story and Lenny. I’ll be better, I promise. ~Even with all the uncertainty I felt, all the nervousness, when I looked at him, my belly flipped and my body heated and my wolf clawed at me and whined with need. I drew my hand over my chest, placing my palm over my heart, trying to force the feelings back. Something seemed familiar about this, in the back of my mind. I’d never felt this way. It...ached when he didn’t touch me. I tried to look away, but only managed to stare at his feet, just unab to take my eyes off him~

Lyric: 《The way she took the lead on putting them down for naps instead of waiting and watching me, once again told me what a great choice she was for us. Kissing and hugging each kid as they trotted off with her, I gathered the plates cups and napkins left in their wake. I knew she was back as I stood at the sink, doing the few dishes piled there. Her scent making my body stir anew. Her apology and the distance she was obviously keeping had me grimacing as I reached for a hand towel, turning to face her as I dried my hands, my brows pulled down in thought as I tried to find the right thing to say.》I don't want you to apologize for being drawn to me, Little Bit. Ever. And I think you know exactly what you do to me, and I'm not sorry for that. It's just...my time hasn't exactly been mine for a long time now. So as much as I want to, I can't just pin you to the wall or lay you out on the table any time I want to. I'm probably too cautious about what they pick up on, but it's on me if I traumatize them or mess them up down the road.《Snorting as I put words to some of my biggest fears when it comes to raising my kids, I push my fingers through my loose curls, blowing out a long sigh.》 And I feel like you're being cheated out of the carefree newness and butterflies of a new relationship because I have so many...responsibilities. That part I am sorry for. I know this whole thing has happened really fast, and you're being thrust into our lives… I just hope we can find our way through all of it together, find our groove and learn.《Nodding decisively, I lifted my gaze from the floor, my pulse stuttering when my eyes meet her beautiful blues as my features smooth out, holding my arms open.》C’mere, Little Bit. Let's take advantage of the alone time we have.

Austen: ~I stepped right into his embrace, wrapping my arms around him, and laying my cheek against his chest. It was as if I could breathe again, and I finally looked up, meeting his eyes. I hated that he felt like that, and I knew all I could offer him was to speak from my heart~ I’ve never felt like I belonged anywhere. Four older brothers, my mom--super successful, my dad the alpha, and then the marriage? I didn’t even know...myself. You know? ~I reached up, trailing my fingers over his strong jaw, my thumb brushing his lips~ When I met you, there was something different about you and me. And then I met the twins. You guys have made me feel...so accepted. Like, my whole life was leading up to this point, to be your wife, to be their step-mom. ~I smiled small, sliding my palm down his chest, the beat of his heart steady and quick under my hand. Mine was too, he just couldn’t feel it.~ Does it make me nervous? Yes. I worry that...maybe I’ll suck at being your wife, or I’ll overstep in helping you with them, or...or I’ll give them the wrong juice! I have a million things I’m scared of, Lyric. But...I wouldn’t want it any other way. It wouldn't be us. ~I laughed low, hiding my face for a minute before looking back up~ I was even nervous I’d be bad at sex. Look...you gotta remember that this was my choice. I’m not settling, Lyric. You’re my choice. I fell in love with you, everything about you, including those two in there sleeping. ~I waited a heartbeat, but I said it with a soft confidence~ I can’t wait to be a Taylor.

Lyric: 《Slayed. She well and truly slayed me with her soft confessions, her even softer petting touches. Rubbing my hands up and down her back as if to sooth her as she spoke, reminding me just how young, even though there was only a few years difference between us, but how inexperienced she was in some aspects of life, where I'd bulldozed through so much so fast. But now we were here. Both of us, in this together. Hooking a finger under her chin, I kept her eyes on mine before dipping my head to pour all of my love, gratitude and devotion into a slow thorough kiss. I didn't stop until I needed to breath, her hips held flush to mine as my forehead leaned against hers.》 I knew from the moment you met them that you would be a wonderful, positive addition to their lives. Mine too. Every time you're with them, I know, and my wolf, overprotective prick that he is, knows what a wonderful mother you will be. And, Austen? 《Flashing a sly smirk, my eyes at half mast, I nod slowly.》You're fucking phenomenal in bed. So sexy, so free..《Groaning, my hands settled on your ass gripping firmly.》 You have no idea how hard you make me just thinking about that flush your body gets. I'd devour you every second of every day if I could. And I’ma do it every night, too. And you're right. 《Lifting one hand, I brushed my knuckles over the silky softness of her cheek, my heart racing.》You do belong with us. With me. And I'm going to do everything I can to make sure you're right here with us forever. 《With a decisive nod, I lifted her by the waist and turned us until her ass was perched on the counter.》And I think it's about time I had my second lunch.

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Family Dinner, Private Dessert SL with @CalledByTheMoon and SheCravesStorms

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Austen: ~I paced, knowing he was on his way to pick me up, and I was just nervous. The meeting with his alpha wasn’t great, but it wasn’t bad. She didn’t like me, and it was odd. Most people liked me. I was nice. Lyric said she wasn’t always like that, but I had my doubts. Maybe it was a situation where I had to prove myself? I could do that. I could be...strong. I could. Tonight, I was going to have dinner with Lyric at his home. I didn’t know if the kids were going to be there or not, and...was I going to stay the night? We were going to be married! We hadn’t even...done anything. Tonight, maybe? I shuddered, hugging my middle and looking out the window. What if he changed his mind after talking to his alpha? What if he didn’t like me after we...slept together? There was so much to think about. I loved him. I mean, we hadn’t said that but once, and...we hadn’t known each other more than a few weeks, but Lyric was the kind of man I could make a future with. He was kind and loyal, I could tell that by the way he talked about his alpha. I didn’t know why I was so nervous. I mean, it had been a while since I’d been with anyone, a few years, but...this was so much more. I shook my head and sighed, going to the kitchen and grabbing a glass from the cabinet, filling it with water and taking a few sips~ Breathe, Austen. It’ll be fine. Just be yourself. He likes you. It’ll be okay.

Lyric:

《I knew that Austen wasn't exactly okay after our meeting with Melz. Admittedly, Melz’s mood had been more aggressive than I'd seen her before. I hoped her stress level lowered at some point and felt terrible that'd I'd only added to it. Right now, my priority was Austen. We needed some normalcy to reassure us both that we were doing the right thing, that our connection was tr al and that I was taking this commitment seriously. I had Lark on hand, paying her double her usual pay for her help tonight. The twins would have dinner with us, then Lark would handle bedtime so that Austen and I could relax and have some alone time. I wanted her to continue to get to know the twins, and fully accept that they were my life, would always be around. I needed her to accept my baggage. Blowing out a breath, I pulled up in front of her adorable little house and honked the horn, letting her know I was there, before climbing from my Escalade to meet her at the door.》

Austen: ~I smoothed down my dress and checked my hair, and I was about to put on some lipgloss when I heard the horn honk. I checked and rechecked everything again, opening the door and grinning wide at Lyric~ Hi. Right on time! ~I stepped in closer, sliding my hands over his jaws, pulling him close and pressing myself and my lips to his. I wanted him to feel how much I’d been looking forward to him, to not worry. I leaned into the kiss and lifted up to my tiptoes, tender at first, then stronger, my lips dripping from his with a satisfied hum. I laughed lightly, giving him a quick kiss before looking in his eyes with a wide grin. He was so handsome, and just seeing him put me at ease.~ I’m so excited for dinner. Oh! I almost forgot! I got some for the twins from the shop. ~I skipped back inside and picked up the two bags, hanging them from my finger as I walked out, locked the door, and slipped my hand around his arm, nodding before we walked out to the Escalade. I let him open the door, because he was a gentleman, and hopped in, putting the bags on my lap. When Lyric got in, I bubbled over.~ I got Lennon a vintage Radical Robot, and I got Story a set of original Rainbow Brite action figures! I hope they like them… ~Looking over at Lyric, I reach out and take his hand~

Lyric: 《The minute she was in my arms, her lips on mine, my mind was at ease. My arms wound automatically around her small form, lifting her to me as our lips drew together like a magnet. Groaning low, I sank into a kiss I'd been missing for far too long. A day. Her excitement never ceased to amaze me as in the next moment, she bounded back into the house and was back with gift bags hanging from one hand. Chuckling as I took her free hand in mine and took her to the Escalade, opening the door so that she could climb in.》 You didn't have to do that, but thank you. 《Winking, I stole another kiss before rounding the hood and climbing behind the wheel. Pulling from the curb, I couldn't help but match her grin across the center console.》 They're in gift bags, Little Bit, they'll love them. 《Chuckling, I turned my attention to the road, making the trip back to the house in no time. Parking in front of the brown house, I looked again gauging her reaction to the quaint two story house.》 It's not anything great, but the yard is awesome. Went a little overboard with swing set, sand pit tree house set up...I installed it when they were one. 《Rubbing a hand over my nape, I lifted a shoulder. 》 But they love it now. C’mon. Lark is going to hang around until after dinner and get the twins to bed so we can hang out. They're super excited to give you the tour. I am too. 《Smirking, I leaned over and pressed a kiss to her cheek.》 Let's eat, gorgeous.

Austen:  ~I knew when I saw his place, especially when I saw the twins spill out the door towards us, that I’d be selling my place and moving here when we married. This was more than a house, a nice house at that. It was the Taylor home. I could see the pride on their faces when they each took one of my hands, speaking at the same time. I looked back at Lyric, my grin so wide that it hurt. I yelled at him~ Get the g-i-f-t-s please?  ~I spelled it, I don’t know why, but I couldn't wait to see what they thought of the gifts. But right now, I couldn’t put my attention anywhere else besides the two little Taylors who were tugging me this way and that. When Lyric said he went overboard on the outdoor play stuff, he wasn’t kidding. I couldn’t believe how elaborate it was, and the kids were quite proud of it as well. I looked over at him, raising a brow and nodding,~ Dad did good, didn’t he? ~They gave a resounding yes and then turned us toward the house, and I steeled my nerves. I wanted to remember what it was like to walk into his home, my future home, for the first time. ~

Lyric: 《Barking out a laugh when the twins zoomed out to meet Austen, I took my time exiting the Escalade, grabbing the gifts as I went. As they drug her down the path that rounded the house, I took a moment to watch her with them. They were all so comfortable already, I knew I was making the right decision. I could tell that the way she felt about them was genuine and it warmed my heart. Chuckling when I joined them in the yard, I nodded.》I wanted something that would keep them occupied as they grew. So far it's worked pretty well. 《Turning to walk up the back porch, I waved a hand  to the outdoor sitting area string with white twinkle lights and a few tapestries with a small outdoor bar and grill beside it, cushioned seating and a small table finishing it off.》 And that's the adult section, or the nap section depending how long were out here. 《Pulling open the back door, I held it for Austen, waving her inside.》 Sorry the mud room is your first view of the place. 《Grinning as Lenny and Story ducked between us to speed back inside, I closed the back door behind us both.》 Small powder room is straight ahead, to the right is the kitchen. 《Slipping my hand in hers, I tugged her further into the house. I tried to picture what it would be like to see my place for the first time. Booster seats strapped to chairs, lots of cabinets and counter space in honey wood with a bow window and sitting bench. I didn't think it was anything special, but I loved it. Taking a deep breath, the garlic from the sauce I'd made scented the air.》 Venison meatballs and spaghetti alright with you? The twins helped with the garlic bread. Do you mind if Lark eats with us? She's doing me a huge favor staying to get them down. She's really got them down to a science.《Letting go of her hand, I moved to the stove to check everything I'd left warming, calling into the front room over my shoulder.》 Hey Lark, come say hi! 《Glancing at Austen, I winked in reassurance, wanting her to know there was nothing to worry about where Lark was concerned in case she wondered. The slightly frazzled looking, bluish purple haired, at least this week, woman came into the kitchen with Lenny on her back.》 Lark, I'd like you to meet Austen. My fiance. 《Grinning again, I pulled the garlic bread from the over and set the cookie sheet on an open burner in the stove.》 Austen owns that funky little shop over on Birchwood Avenue.

Austen: ~ It was a whirlwind, outside, inside, kids, but I wanted to spend more time outside. It reminded me of my home, but he had a lot more yard than I did. It was gorgeous. The mud room, true to form, held the kids shoes, and I immediately liked that the house was lived in. When Lyric slipped his hand in mine, it felt like a home.~ When I was growing up, we weren’t allowed to wear our shoes in the house or come in dirty. Everything was cleaned daily incase we had people over. ~I grinned and took a deep smell of the house, and I nearly melted at the smell.~ Is that… ~and he finished my sentence. I laughed lightly, moving over to the stove with him~ I miss venison. ~I ran a hand down his back, and when I saw the colorfully-haired lady, I grinned wide and waved, then held out my hand~ It’s really nice to meet you. You’ll have to sit down with me one day and we’ll talk about the twins. ~I nodded, shaking her hand, looking back at Lyric as he told her about my shop. Pride swelled in me, and I laughed a little~ That’s me! You should come in some time. I’ll show you around. I’ve got this really pretty hair clip, oh! I can see it right now. It’s a moon, and it’d go perfect with your hair! ~I hooked my finger in the belt loop of Lyric’s pants, feeling a little person wedge their way between us. When I looked down, Story looked up, one arm around my leg, one around Lyric’s, and I grinned, reaching down and smoothing my hand over her little cheek and playfully wiggling her chin~ What are you doing pretty girl? You hungry? It’s almost done.

Lyric: 《Leaning down to Austen’s ear when she talked about her house being clean all the time, I stage whispered.》 It's never this clean. Don't look at the ceiling, there's probably still spaghetti from the last time there. 《Chuckling when I felt the pipsqueak between us, I scooped Story I to my arms and blew a raspberry to her cheek.》 Was someone claiming her territory? 《Laughing when she flashed me a dazzling smile, I patted her tush before setting her back to the ground. I loved how friendly Austen always was. I could see her and Lark getting along, they both had that bubbly personality thing going on. As Story scampered to the table, I dropped my hand to pat Austen on the ass.》I'll get plates started if you can grab their drinks. Purple cup for Story, orange for Lennon. 《Winking, I turned to grab a stack of plates from the cabinet and began to portion out and cut up food for the twin while Lark buckled them into their seats. Setting their plates in front of them, I gave my best stern face, wagging a finger.》 No bread until your veggies are gone. No matter how much you puppy eye Lark or Austen. 《Turning before my grin broke free, I grabbed a bottle of wine from the fridge.》 Help yourselves to food, ladies the chef goes last. House rules.

Austen: ~I did as he asked, easily, putting out the cups and pouring juice, and I had to keep my grin to myself as well, even though it was difficult. Lyric was such a soft touch, and it was much harder for him to be stern than I expected. Once I set their juice down in front of them, smoothing a hand over Lennon’s head, I walked over and picked up a plate, loading it with food and setting it down at the table for Lyric before going back for a plate for me. Lark smiled cordially as she made her plate, and I waited. This would be how it was all the time. Well, most of the time. With and without Lark. Just...our little family. Maybe one day there’d be a few high chairs at the table, Story and Lennon older. That thought made me smile and I had to cover my grin with my plate. I knew it was wishful thinking, even far too soon, but I wanted it. I was ready  for this life to start, and I’d do whatever it took to make this marriage with Lyric work. If it meant working hard to impress his alpha, I’d do it. Toughen up? I could do that. Lark finished making her plate, and I filled mine with a modest amount, far less than I really wanted, and went to sit next to Lyric, I pushed my glass forward for wine, watching the kids out of the corner of my eye, then looking to Lark.~ So, I have some time tomorrow, Lark. How about some pedicures? My treat?

Lyric: 《She thought she was slick. I watched as she set a plate full of food at the table then returned to get another with one brow arched and my lips twitching wryly. Opening the wine bottle, I set it and a few glasses on the table before taking my seat. It was very easy to see this as an a very day occurance. It was her first time here and Austen fit right into our “us.” Maybe the best part was, I wasn't getting ahead of myself. We were doing this, and just the ease with which she took to us, let me know that I'd made the right choice. The teasing roll of Lark’s eyes when she looked at me, let me know that the grin I was sporting was as cheesy as it felt. Reacting instinctively to the motion, I caught out of the corner of my eye, I caught the half a meatball, Lenny had just launched at his sister, before it reached her.》 Uh uh. We're civilized this evening, remember? 《Holding his stare until he dropped his eyes, I glanced at Austen, winking as I lifted my wine glass.》 I don't know how long it'll last but…《Chuckling, I dug into my food, looking between Austen and Lark as Lark, taken off guard but smiling at Austen’s invite, accepted it.》 I'll talk to Melz and take these two and Brie to the beach or the park. We all know Lark needs a well deserved break.

Austen: ~I laughed at Lenny’s antics, though I had to school my features when Lyric chastised him, with good reason, and I smirked a little at his wink as I took a sip of wine. Under the table, I slid my hand over Lyric’s thigh, nothing too forward but just to let him know I was there. Not that he’d forget. I was more comfortable than I thought I’d be, and I was glad Lark accepted my invitation. I knew that she was an integral part of the pack, and she seemed really sweet. I wasn’t the greatest at making friends, so this was a good start. I groaned at my first bite, looking over at Lyric, my eyes wide.~ This is amazing. I’ve never had venison like this… ~looking over at the twins, I took a bite of garlic bread, groaning even louder.~ And this garlic bread...wow! ~I leaned down to whisper~ It might be better than the meatballs… ~They both laughed, and I squeezed Lyric’s thigh softly. Dinner went off without a hitch, and soon, Lark took the twins and ushered them off for bath time and bed. I tugged Lyric outside, the adult space he’d shown me had been calling me all night, and with the remoteness of his place, the stars were so bright. I held his hand in mine, looking up at the stars, then into his eyes, my voice low as I sat my wine down and ran my hand up under his shirt, over his abs. I tried to say what I wanted without saying exactly what I wanted, not being coy, but proper. Or maybe teasing.~ I want to stay the night. With you.

Lyric:《Dinner was amazing. It felt like Austen had been a part of our lives for much longer than she had. When the twins had finished, ice cream included, Lark was on the job of getting them settled for bed. After kissing both little blonde heads and giving them hugs, the took off for tubby time. It was always an adventure, but tonight I had another on my mind. Wine glasses in hand, we retreated to my hippie porch section of the yard that reminded me so much of my mother. I had a feeling she would, and I was right. Austen looked amazing under the twinkling lights hung around the area. Humming low when I felt her soft touch under my shirt, my arms looped around her petite curves, my hands resting above her ass. My smile lifted slowly as she spoke, a low chuckle rumbling my chest as I tilted her chin up to bring her eyes to mine.》It's adorable you thought I was going to let you leave. 《Smile stretching to a grin as I reach lower, lifting her under her ass to bring her lips within reach, groaning as I slant my lips over hers, to kiss slow at first before building in intensity.》

Austen: ~Every time we kissed, it took my breath away. His hand on my ass making me whimper against his kiss. He was intoxicating, and everywhere my hands touched was hard, lean, and so soft. I closed my eyes and gave in, up on my toes with his help, and I smoothed my palms over his sides, then grabbed his back as I pressed into his lips more urgently. It had never felt more right, more fated, then here and now with Lyric. Raking soft nails down his back, I teased the front of his pants, whispering low against his lips~ I don’t ever want to leave. I’ve never wanted anyone more than you, Lyric, more than this… ~cheeks already flushed, I fell back into his kiss, this time tenderly wrapping my arms around his neck and teasing the curls at the nape of his neck. A million thoughts went through my head, sure that tonight was the night, and oh gods, was I nervous. The night was beautiful and I could hear the crickets and the breeze; I felt years here, with him and the kids, just like this, starting because of tonight. I didn’t want to go inside, but then again I did. My stomach flipped at where we’d be heading.~

Lyric: 《Twining my tongue with hers, nipping her plump lips before diving back into the heat of her mouth, groaning when her nails scraped down my back, dragging a shiver with them. Turning with my lips fuses to hers, I flopped back on the cushioned outside couch, lifter Austen as I did to bring her down, straddling my lap. Breaking the kiss, I met her crystalline blues, my hands slipping up her thighs then under her dress, slowly sliding them up her supple torso until my thumbs teased under her pert tits.》 You know the last time I had you in this position, we got an unexpected drop in from your brother. 《Smirking teasingly, I slid my hands back down to her hips, pulling them down over my groin as I pushed up against her core.》 You're not expecting him to pop by tonight, are you? Because I gotta tell you, Little Bit...once I start with you, I don't plan on stoppin anytime soon. 《Groaning low, I rocked her hips slowly over mine, teasing us both.》 You good with that? Any questions, concerns or objections?

Austen: ~Dizzy with it all, but feeling everything Lyric was doing, I could only look down, face flushed, threading my fingers into his hair and shaking my head. I could feel him against me. I rolled with him when he rocked, tightened my hand slightly in his hair, and leaned down and pressed my lips firmly to his. Most books had the shy Virgin turn into a sex expert after getting her first taste of sex. I was under no illusions, but my nature, our nature, didn’t treat sex the same way humans did. It was natural. Healthy, even. Being who I was, though, made it hard to get to the point where the deed was actually done. And I prayed to the old gods to not let anything stand in the way tonight.~ Good. No. Nothing’s stopping us tonight. Gods… ~ I mumbled the words between kisses, sliding my hand hands out of his hair and down his chest, then my lips from his to his neck. I nipped, just a little, then giggled, pressing my ass down against him as I scraped my teeth over his Adam’s apple. I was horrible at dirty talk, but I knew one thing that had my entire being already sky high, and I whispered it near his ear~ I can’t wait to feel you inside of me. After that day, in the shop, it was all I could think of. I had to touch myself to ease the ache or I was gonna go crazy, Lyric. ~I took his hands and put them under my shirt, looking into his eyes as I moved them up, slowly~

Lyric: 《Tilting my head back when her lips found my neck, my dick twitching in response to the little nips, I groaned long and low as she did her own teasing. Her words had me hissing in a breath as her fingers moved through my curls, my pulse speeding as I pictured her hand between her legs. Fuck, I need to see more of her. Lifting my head to meet her eyes, my own hooded with arousal as my hands slid up her torso, my lips twitching in a sly smirk.》 Little minx. 《Pushing her dress up completely, I did her of it in one quick tug before reaching behind my head to pull off my own shirt. Licking my lips, I moaned as I dropped my gaze to her gorgeous tits covered in light blue satin and lace, then lower to the matching panties.Willing myself to keep the pace slow, even as my cock screamed in my pants, I cupped her breasts, my thumbs sliding teasingly over her nipples.》 Did you cum thing of me, Little Bit? How many times, hmm? I promise, the real thing will be better than your fantasy. 《Pinching both nipples, I moaned my approval at the way her body responded.》 You don't even know how sexy you are, do you? 《Reaching one hand behind her, I unhooked the bra and slid it down her arms, tossing it aside as I dipped my head to suck one nipple between my lips as I pinched to other, my tongue flipping over the tight bud. I was going to devour this woman, always and often.》

Austen: ~Cool air hit my body, and with his hands on me, I couldn’t think straight. He moved beneath me, just at my words. It was a heady feeling, knowing I had that effect on him. I laid my forehead against his speaking low, trying to put together coherent answers when every one of his pinches went straight between my legs. I could feel my own arousal, as I answered him, breathy, already trembling~ Three. Lyric… ~ I didn’t know what else to say. Just his name. Over and over. My hands slid over his chest, playing on his nipples as well, and when he relieved me of my bra, I knew then we wouldn’t be going back inside. Just the idea of being with him out here, under the stars, had me whimpering. I cried out low when his lips enveloped my nipple, and I pushed my chest into his teasing, laying my head back, beginning to rock against him. It was subtle, the friction, but I was burning up from the inside, small moans falling from my lips. I tugged at those curls again and again, finally laying my lips near his ear, stately a whispered litany of pleas as I reached down,working at the button of his pants, skin flush and so fucking sensitive. This was what desire felt like—I’d never know till now.~ Please...please…

Lyric: 《Releasing the first nipple with an audible pop, I lifted my head briefly with a grin.》 Then I owe you at least five, baby girl..《Switching sides to pay equal attention to the other tit, I wrapped my arm around her slender waist, holding her tight to me as I rolled to put her on her back on the cushion beside me, keeping my mouth on her soft flesh as I leveraged my body over hers. Groaning as I gentle scraped my teeth over the tip before relaxing it, sitting back just a little to all at my hands over her caramel smooth torso.》 You're beautiful, Austin. How'd I get so lucky? 《Lifting a brow as a smirk spread, my fingers traced the upper edge of the elastic covering her core and I had to bite the inside of my lip to keep from diving right in. I had a hunch about her inexperience, but even if it wasn't her first time, it was her first time with me, and I wanted the memory of it to ruin anything or anyone that had been in her past. One fingertip drifted lower over the thin fabric, teasing the slit between those lips as I watched her, moaning when I felt the dampness already there, the scent of her arousal like the most fragrant bouquet.》 You wet for me, gorgeous? I don't think I can wait to taste you. I promise, I'll buy you new ones. 《With a wicked grin, I fisted to top of her panties and jerked my hand back, ripping them from her body as I laid between her legs, nuzzling each thigh as I slowly kissed closer to heaven. I was torturing myself as much as her, but I wanted to taste her first release, so I needed her on the edge when I started. Petting my hands down her tug us then over her ass, my tongue flicking over the apex of each thigh, nuzzling the small patch of dark curls before finally, swiping the flat of my tongue over her entrance, moaning at my first taste, my tongue wiggling deeper to circle her clit. This was the only dessert I was ever going to need.》

Austen: ~I shuddered when he touched me there, and I wanted to reach down and grab his wrist. With him over me like this, everything felt so intense. I was already panting, wiggling, mewling as I stared at the stars, then down at him as he worked his way down my body. Oh god, this was going to happen. I needed...no, don’t slow. Yes...when he ripped the panties off, I sucked in a hard breath and shot off the couch and moaned.~ Fuck… ~I didn’t curse, regularly, but it was the only word that really encapsulated the way my thighs were already trembling even before he began his tease. I laid back down and dug my fingers in his hair, trying to pull him where it ached, where I needed him, but then he was there. And I was gone. I rolled my hips up into his mouth, trying to gain more, and he didn’t hold back. It was like I been thirsty my whole life, and I was finally getting a drink. I scooted, pushed, pleaded, my free hand gripping the cushion of the couch as I tried to stay quiet, so hard, but I was so close before he even started and I came apart. My thighs tightened around his head, and I shook, hard, speaking low~ Lyric...Lyric...please. ~I tossed my head back and forth, trying to breathe, trying to take more, not knowing what I wanted.~ Please…

Lyric: 《Moaning against her core as I lapped up her juices,my cock was rock hard behind my fly but I wasn't close to done yet. My tongue explored every inch of her as I watched her writhe in the moonlight. She was exquisite. When her body began to tremble, her noises telling me she was ready, I latched on to her clit and sucked. My tongue flicking over the nub, I petted my fingers through her slick folds before sliding on inside...Shit she was so tight, which confirmed my suspicions and made my dick even harder. I needed to make sure my girl was more than ready when I finally gave in, but not yet. Lifting my head, I slowly pushed my finger in...then slid it out. Repeat the process as the first orgasm worked through her, I licked her flavor from my lips, my free hand reaching up to cu one tit, my thumb teasing the nipple.》 That's it, baby. Fuck, you look so good cumming for me Austen. I need more. You with me, baby girl. Let me hear you beg. 《Slipping in a second finger, I curled the tips, seeking, stroking that spot inside as my thumb worked her clit. Dropping back between her legs, I licled at ever spot my fingers couldn't reach, sucking a mark to the crook of her thighs on each side. Growling low against her soft flesh, I wanted to mark every damn inch of her flawless skin.》

Austen: ~It was everything. He was everywhere, and all I could do was push into his fingers. I bit my lip at two, but moaned, lifting off the couch again as his fingers touched something inside of me. It stole my breathe and had me pumping my hips down onto them with each stroke. My clit throbbed, his mouth everywhere but there, and I knew I was so wet, I could hear it. Normally I’d be ashamed, embarrassed, but it felt too good to even care. When he sucked at my skin, I squeaked out a cry, covering my mouth, then dissolving into a moan and grabbing his head again. I was hot all over, aching, needy and I knew only he could make this ache stop.~ More. Please. Oh, please, Lyric… ~I tugged his hair, pushing him back between my legs, but when I looked down, seeing his lips wet and glistening, I tugged him up to me, to my lips, kissing him with everything I had. I slipped my hand out of his hair and down to his pants, tugging, pulling at the button fly, beginning to tremble again. I needed them gone, his pants, I wanted to rip them from his body, but that feeling was starting to crest again, and my movements were weak. I stared into his eyes, ice blue hooded in need, and I begged, with everything in me as I tugged at the front of his pants, my eyes fighting to close as my second orgasm barreled at me fast~ Please, baby. Please…

Lyric: 《Fuck, she was so damn responsive, I might cum in my pants before I got inside her if I wasn't careful. Her hand in my hair had my growling against her pussy, knowing exactly what the vibration would do for her. Fingers pumping deeper, faster, I groaned when I felt her walls convulsing around them and could wait to feel that around my dick. Moving up her body when she kept on tugging, I crushed my mouth over hers, giving her a taste of herself as my tongue thrust against hers, my hips rutting against her thigh. Only the need to get rid of my pants had me withdrawing my fingers and pulling back. In less than a minute, I stood, got rid of my jeans and had my cock in hand. Stroking slowly, I let my gaze slide down her sweat sheened body, the wetness from my fingers slicking my shaft.》You ready for me gorgeous? You ready for me to be the first and last.dick you'll ever have inside of you? Because I gotta tell you, Austen, once I'm buried deep in that sweet little pussy, you're never getting rid of me.

Austen: ~I watched him touch himself, slick with me already, and the way he was looking at me...gods. I was boneless already, two orgasms...mind blowing. All I could do was breathe and let my knees fall open, even though my stomach flipped and a million times a second. This was it. I wanted it. I didn’t know that I’d ever wanted anything more in my life. So much should have been running through my head, but I couldn’t think. No. I just felt the need. I wanted. Him. Reaching out, I wrapped my small hand around him, where his wasn’t, and I shuddered. I couldn’t touch my thumb to my other fingers. I think I whimpered, I didn’t know, but I tugged on him and gasped softly as he flexed in my hand. I’d done thugs with guys, but it never felt like this. Nodding, I locked eyes with him, pulling my gaze from his dick, and wet my lips. One day, soon, I’d kneel between his legs and make him moan. Soon.~ I want you. In me. I’m yours. And this is mine. Please, Lyric….

Lyric: 《Oh my fuck...The way her soft hand felt around my shaft, her words or surrender and possession tightening my abs...and I could only imagine how tight she was going to be. I wasn't going to last long. Groaning, my head falling back as I let her explore, but only for a moment. When I couldn't take the teasing any more, I pulled her hand from me with a smirk before kneeling between her thighs on the cushion. Holding her gaze, my dick in one hand, the other petting down her folds before I leaned over her. Keeping my breathing steady, I cupped her jaw as I slowly rocked forward, my tip nudging, gently at first, before steadily pushing deeper.》That's it, Little Bit...you know you can take me. Just relax. 《Hissing as her tight heat surrounded me, taking my cock inch by inch, I crushed my lips to hers as I snapped my hips forward, swallowing her sounds as they mingled with my own. Shaft throbbing it took everything within me to still, letting her body adjust to my size as I sipped at her lips.》

Austen: ~I kept my eyes on his and when his cock touched me for the first time, I whined, rolling my hips, and then the pressure. I gasped, grabbing his sides, digging my nails in as I feel him push in, and I closed my eyes, try to do as he asked. It hurt, but it felt good. And when he hissed, I moaned. To make him feel so good did something to me. I melted a bit, relaxed a bit more, but then...I cried out into his mouth, closing my legs around his hips, struggling with wanting more and wanting him to slow down all at once. I squeezed my eyes closed tight, kissing him slow, thankful when he stilled as the feeling of it all enveloped me. Full. Tight. Gods he felt big. My heart was pounding, but I breathed him in, and slowly unclenched my hands and relaxed my eyes, opening them just a bit as each kiss chased away the tension. Minutes passed, and I could feel him tense this time. Shifting, he moved inside me, and instead of a cry, I moaned, the feeling rocketing through my entire body. Oh gods. This. This was good. I opened my eyes to his, watching him, reaching up tentatively at first and threaded my fingers in his hair. I raked them over the curls, hips moving side to side as I illicitly that feeling, but it wasn’t enough. Finally, I tugged hard and rolled my hips up into his, groaning hard.~ Lyric… ~This. This was everything. I squirmed beneath him, roughing up the kiss, biting at his lip as I begged him without words to move.~

Lyric: 《The begging undertone when she said my name let me know that she was right here with me. Good. More than good, pulling back slowly, leaving just the tip inside of her, I took my time, inching back in again, the slide of her soaked sheath along my shaft making me groan.》 Goddamn, Austen… 《When I couldn't keep my pace this slow any longer, I lifted my eyes to hers, smirking slyly.》 Hold on, Little Bit. 《Nipping at her lips, I rolled my hips, filling her completely. With each withdrawal, I thrust in completely, hitting her deep inside, long strokes that had my balls tight as her body rocked beneath me. Breaking the kiss to breathe, I stretched her arms over her head, pinning her wrists with one hand as I kneaded her breasts with the other. The squeeze of her walls sound me had me moaning as I pinched one nipple, then the other, drugging myself on the feel of her body responding to every touch.》 More, Austen...give me everything.

Austen: ~I followed him, each thrust, each tease, crying out as he literally turned me inside out. Full. Deep. Friction and heat. I grabbed at his body, nails along his back, till he pinned them, and I threw my head back and pressed my chest into his hand. I knew nothing but him. His scent, his body, him inside me. I was a mess of emotion and need, trembling and teetering on the edge. His voice brought me out of my head, moved me from just feeling to doing, and I raised my hips to meet his thrust. It was empowering, and it felt amazing, fusing my need with his, and I didn’t want to stop. I struggled a bit with my hands, wanting to feel him, but even that...I kept bucking, and his pleasure became just as important as mine. I squeezed around him, whining when it just drove me higher, again and again, and by the time I felt my toes begin to curl, his body hitting mine just right on my clit, I was aching and panting and trying to wrench myself from his grip and chanting his name. Just a little more. I just needed more. I was so close~ Please...Oh, Gods, please, Lyric. Fuck. Harder. ~It just came out, but it was like my body knew before I did, and I pushed myself up more, biting my lips to keep from shouting in pleasure.~

Lyric: 《I knew she was right on the edge in the same moment I knew I wouldn't last much longer. Releasing her wrists, I hitched one of her legs over my arms so that I could stretch her wider. Hit her deeper. Groaning as my balls slapped against her ass with each pounding thrust, my other hand slid from her breast, down her belly, until my fingers ran through the thatch of curls and I reached her clit. Knowing exactly what she needed, I rubbed, pinched, tugged that little bundle as I felt the first tingling of my own release. Dropping my head to to crook of her neck, a growl rumbled my chest as my rhythm stuttered, ecstasy coursing up my shaft as I readied to spill deep inside of her.》 Cum with me, Austen. Fuuuuccckkkk! 《Even as the first spurts pulsed from me, I had no plans of stopping. I was going to ring every bit of pleasure I could from her, tonight, tomorrow,  forever.》

Austen: ~The second he let me go, I grabbed his forearms, gasping hard as he went deeper, if that was possible, and the first touch of his fingers sent me straight through the roof. I huffed, groaned, everything in me coiled tight and then...I came. It shook me from head to toe. Hands white-knuckled tight on his arm, I felt the first warmth inside me as he spilled in me. It was everything. Being with him, like this, was everything I ever hoped for. My lips brushed over his neck, I let it all roll over me, wave after wave, tried to breathe, even as I felt myself clamp down on him over and over, holding him tight inside me. As if everything inside me was turning to jelly, my hands let go of his arm, my body settled back on the lounger, and I closed my eyes and placed a hand on his chest, trembling a little from the exertion~ Lyric…

Lyric: 《Pumping my hips relentlessly faster as I felt her come undone, I didn't stop until I felt her body relax. Even then, I gave a few more thrusts, groaning as I collapsed over her, only my arms keeping my full weight from her petite form. My sweat slicked chest met hers with ear heaving breath, moaning as I kissed a path along her collarbone, her shoulder.》 Goddamn, Little Bit…《A satisfied chuckle rumbled my chest as I lifted my head. Letting her eyes, I pushed the curls from her forehead before sliding my hand down to cup her cheek.》I’ma need a minute, but when I can walk again, I'm taking you to bed. Don't worry. I'll give you five minutes to recover. 《Flashing a grin, my hand kept moving down until I cupped one breast, my thumb brushing over the nipple, groaning when she squeezed around my flaccid cock inside of her in response.》Hook, line and sinker, gorgeous. You’re never getting rid of me.

Austen: ~I pulled Lyric’s face down to mine, kissing him slowly, running my fingers up through his damp curls as I locked my legs behind him. Everything was tingly, and my head was light, but I knew I didn’t want him to let me go. Ever. I might have mumbled that against his lips softly as I slid my hands down his back onto his ass. Just a small push from my hands, making him move inside me, told me I could take more...and even wanted more. Gods, I never wanted to leave. The thought of everything changing like this, of the feelings I had for Lyric, for the kids, welled up inside of me and I blew out a shakey breath and wrapped my arms around his middle tight. I buried my face against his damp chest, feeling my heart slow~ I never want to let you go. I’ll do anything. I promise. Whatever Melz wants me to do. I just don’t want to leave.

Lyric: 《Groaning low when she pushed my ass forward, I began rocking my.hips shallowly, my cock twitching back to life almost instantly, but with less urgency than before. Apparently my stamina had been building during my self inflicted celibacy. Not that'd I'd ever complain about that. Slow, easy strokes accompanied the conversation as I help her to me, rolling us to push her on top of me. Moaning as I gripped her hips, guiding them along my length, I was in awe as I looked at her above me.》 You’re not going anywhere, Little Bit. Even if I have to take on your whole family. 《Grunting, I lifted my hips, hitting her deep as I watched her tits bounce just the way I wanted them to.》 But let's not talk about them or my alpha. It's you and me, baby. You feel me. Tell me how good my cock feels inside of you, Austen. 《Sliding my hands up her belly, I cupped both breasts in my palms, relishing the soft flesh and the perfect way they filled them.》

Austen: ~I groaned when he rolled us, gasping at the feel of it, new, good, I lean down onto his chest and lay my lips to his ear, telling him just how good he felt as I let go and let the cool night wind lull us into another heated encounter~

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Austen: ~I was a nervous wreck. I twisted the ring on my finger, stayed quiet next to Lyric as we drove, and stared straight ahead. A female alpha. How mad was she going to be? I’d always assumed my dad has made some kind of deal for me to stay here, but it seemed that he hadn’t. It made sense. There’s be no way my dad would have any respect for a female alpha. He likely doesn’t think those even exist. Our pack as male-centric, obviously, and I felt left out sometimes and I was his daughter. Eyes wide as we turned down a driveway, back ramrod straight, I tried to breathe normally and not have a panic attack, or pass out. That'd be great. Lyric assured me that everything would be okay. He’d been sweet and lovely and what he’d done for me...oh, I was just so head over heels. But I couldn’t...what if something happened? What if dad did something and Lyric and I couldn’t be together? I wanted it so badly at this point that just the thought broke my heart. But I kept it together for Lyric, and for me, and tried to smile as he stopped the car, nodding a little~ It’s going to be good. It’ll be okay. Lyric: 《The nerves pouring off of her had the back of my neck tingling as we drove to Melz’s. I couldn't blame her for them, even if I knew it wouldn't be her Melz was angry at. From everything I'd gathered from the conversations we'd had, Melz had no idea there were other wolves in our territory. She was pissed, but at Austen’s father. Not her.》 Please try to relax, baby. I'm not going to let anything happen to you. 《I couldn't help but chuckle at the pleading look on her face as I parked in the drive in front of Melz’s place, knowing this was the last thing she wanted to be doing with her afternoon, unlike the twins. Glancing into the back seat, I grinned as they bounced in their seats.》Who wants to go see Aunt Melz? 《Barking a laugh at the cheers that broke free, I leaned over to kiss Austen's cheek as I unbundled my seatbelt then hers.》 See? They aren't afraid. 《Sliding from the Escalade, I made quick work of unloading the twins before meeting Austen at the passenger side and taking her hand. 》 This isn't anything formal. Just be yourself, Little Bit. She'll love you. 《Following Story and Lennon up the front steps, I opened the door and let them bolt inside, squeezing Austen's hand as we crossed the threshold, calling out.》 Brace yourself! They're coming for You! Melz: *Alright, let's see what all this, “Lyric wants to save an Alpha’s daughter from an arranged marriage" crap was about. As much as I wanted to see more of my pack, my wolf eager to put them at ease, I wasn't sure how to handle the seemingly endless helpings of shit that kept being dumped on my plate. Finishing up the plate of sandwiches I'd made and moving them to the long kitchen table, I heard the car park before the front door opened, Brie’s squeal from the front tv room confirming their arrival. My smile was instantly in place when I scented the pups and moved into the hall to meet them. Immediately scooping them up in a double hug, I fell back, laughing as they tackled me to the ground, both launching into their own excited diatribes, both racing to deliver what they deemed the most important pack news for me to know. I needed to give them my undivided attention to help the bond with my littlest pack members to reassure them that all was well. After a few minutes of nodding and listening intently from the spot where we sat on the floor, I gently untangled the pair from my lap.* Thank you for taking such good care of things while I was away. I knew I left the pack in good hands. Now, I think Brie and Lark were about to start a movie. Why don't you go watch with them and we'll have lunch soon? *In the next moment they sped away as I pushed to my feet laughing.* Gods, Ly...they've gotten so big! *Greeting Lyric with a quick hug, I help my hand out to his girl, smiling welcomingly.* Hi. I'm Melz. Welcome to my home. Austen: ~I held Lyric’s hand with both hands, both Story and Lennon excitedly running ahead. That was a good sign. Kids were a good judge of character, so if they liked her, chances were she was kind. That thought was confirmed when she sat down with them and let them talk, about anything and everything, and gods knew if she understood them, but she paid attention. I grinned proudly, as if they were mine, even though they weren’t. But they were so little and needed that involvement, especially to feel close to their alpha. She seemed to know that, reassuring me of her understanding of her duty. Not that I had doubts. That came out wrong. I let my left leg bounce in nervousness, till finally the woman stood, and I took my hand from Lyric’s and bowed my head and some of my upper body, my voice respectful~ Thank you for the invitation, Alpha. I’m honored to be in your home. ~When I lifted my head, finally, and looked around, both Lyric and Melz were staring at me, and my cheeks instantly shot red as cherries and I stared back, wide-eyed~ What? I...did I do something wrong? Lyric: 《Pulling my gaze from Melz and the twins, knowing she had only their best interests at heart, I instead glanced sideways at Austen, watching her watch them. The last thing I wanted was for her to think...well, anything nefarious as far as Melz was concerned. There never had been or would be. She was my alpha and like a sister to me, but I also knew how women could be. I didn't sense any jealousy or insecurity from Austen before or now. That was a huge relief. The loving look in her eyes as she watched the twins, warmed me from the inside, out. When she introduced herself and bowed, I looked at Melz, wide eyed, lips pressed together so I didn't laugh. Her embarrassed confusion had me grinning as I shook my head.》 You didn't do anything wrong. You're just used to things a lot different than what we're used to. Melz: *I did laugh when Lyric tried not to, waving a hand when his woman bowed to me.* Oh Lord, none of that here. It's Melz. Just Melz. Zoey only calls me alpha when I'm in trouble. *My grin big, I waved them both back toward the kitchen, leading the way.* Let's talk back hear for a bit then we can all have some lunch together. I promise I'll try not to bombard you with too many questions or too much snark. I'm not going to lie though, I'm not happy you've been on my territory without me knowing, but I'll take that up with your father when the time comes. You've obviously done a good job of going undetected, so I'm grateful for that. Please, just be honest with me. About everything. *Meeting the girl's pretty blue eyes, I nodded before moving around the center island in the kitchen toward the fridge.* What can I get you two to drink? Austen: ~I tucked a strand of hair behind my ear and listened to them both, just smiling, taking in everything they said. So no pack formality. That was new. I’d have to remember that for the future. I didn’t know what I had to be honest about to the alpha, but I nodded, staying close to Lyric and answered quietly.~ Yes, ma’am. Water is fine. ~I looked around and found a seat, swallowing hard and trying to adjust my outfit. I didn’t dress up, but I wanted to look nice. Maybe that wasn’t needed either? My mother would have a fit it someone came over to address my father without the formality. She shuddered just thinking about it.~ I...didn’t know that my dad didn’t tell you. I’m not...he doesn’t tell me anything. It was really a struggle for him to let me move away, but I’m old enough, and it was...there were things...I’m sure Lyric told you… ~I looked away, a little ashamed. I’d been given away like a prize, and to someone like her, like this alpha, that was probably stupid.~ I don’t like to lie. I don’t think it’s right. Just...so you know. Lyric: 《Keeping an arm around her as she plucked up the courage to speak, I couldn't have been prouder. I hadn't known her long, but what I did know told me that being in trouble wasn't something she strived for. Squeezing her hand in mine, I nodded before turning my attention to Melz. 》 I filled her in. Austen was promised to the son of an Alpha of a pack hers was having an ongoing conflict with. She's supposed to get married at twenty five. Her birthday is next month, so I…《Clearing my throat, I dropped my gaze as I revealed the part I hadn't told Melz yet.》I proposed and she said yes. I know you're going to tell me I'm an idiot, but it was the first thing I thought of that would help. Probably save her. 《Looking to Austen, I tugged her to my chest before looking back to Melz.》 But that's not the only reason. I wanted to. She's amazing, Melz. You'll see. I love her, so of marrying her to protect her means I get to keep her, I'm gonna. You of all people know that old school pack, arranged marriage crap is wrong. So we'll need your help. Melz: *I anticipated where this was going as they spoke and laid out more of the situation than I'd gotten from the initial recap from Lyric. This was fucking wonderful. A potential pack war with not one, but two packs, because Lyric was in love...setting the bottles of water on the counter, I took as long as I needed to collect my thoughts as I looked back and forth between the two of them. Of course, I was appalled that in this day in age arranged marriage would even be considered by a pack, let alone using the Alpha’s daughter in such a way, but it wasn't as simple as Lyric thought. There was a lot of potential danger with what he'd done, probably ever more than I knew. My mind ran through various scenarios and options, discarding ones that wouldn't work, while putting a pin in others. I'd have to consult Zoey and Jessy on a few thoughts, but by the time I was ready to speak again, I had the beginnings of a plan in mind.* Okay...first, Austen, I don't hold you responsible for any of this. Although, I'd wish that in your time here, you'd have at least sought us out and introduced yourself, the fact that your father merely inserted you here without formal notice is a slight I'm not going to take lightly. As for the engagement…*Casting a scathing look at Lyric, I told him without speaking exactly how stupid I thought the move was before continuing on.* I don't know if it will buy you time or not. Hell, under the antiquated misogynistic pack laws, her betrothed could challenge you. I'm not going to let that happen, but Austen, I'm going to need your help. I need the financial records of your store for as long as you've been here. And who's your babysitter? Your brother? Lyric mentioned he owns a gym? Yeah, I'm gonna need that info too. I have an idea. Austen: ~I understood everything she was saying, and I even agreed, but the possibilities, the fact that Lyric could get hurt because of me, that my father would get mad, or get in trouble, and I didn’t even know this lady...and she wanted my financials? And Brent’s? It took two second for the tears to well in my eyes, and I let go of Lyric’s hand and wrapped my arms around myself as my bottom lip started to quiver. I hated to be in trouble, or...any of this, and it felt like there was no way I’d ever get away from my family, no matter how hard I tried, and that I’d never be happy. Turning by back on Melz and Lyric, I walked a little ways, leaned against the door jam, and began to cry.~ You shouldn’t do this for me. It’s just going to...to...someone’s going to get hurt, because of me. My dad isn’t a bad man. And if...I show you the stuff you want, he’s going to get mad! I just want to be happy! I just wanted to live my own life! Why is that so...so...hard! ~I covered my face with my hands, and cried harder till I felt a little hand on my hip, tugging on my shirt, and I looked down, to see Lennon looking up at me, and I tried to wipe my face before I crouched down, and before I was all the way down, Lennon threw his little arms around my neck and hugged me as tight as he could. “Don’t cry, Miss Austen.” I hugged him back and ran my fingers through his pretty blonde curls, just like his daddy, and nodded before pulling back, smiling a little~ I’ll try, Lennon. Thank you. Now, don’t miss your movie. ~I leaned over and kisses his cheek, and he giggled, then turned and ran back to the room. I stood, wiping my face, trying to get ahold of myself.~ I’m sorry. Melz: *Where the hell did he find this one? Oh right, encroaching on my land. As little miss princess had her little tantrum, I just stared at Lyric, one brow raised. He signed and shook his head as he watched her before smiling as Lennon came to comfort her. Oh yeah, he had it bad. Rolling my eyes, I blew out a long sigh as she faced me once more, pressing my lips together to keep from snapping at her.* If you don't want my help, go marry your dad's choice. But if you want to live your own life, which I think I caught you say amidst all that whining, you'll have to help me help you. If you can't do that, then I'm out of options, and I'll have to insist you leave my territory ASAP. And if your father has a problem with that, please send him my way? I cannot wait to have a face to face with him. *The grin I flashed was sinister and full of teeth. If tough love was the only way to get through to her, so be it.* Austen: ~I stared wide-eyed at her, that grin...then looked at Lyric. Then back at her and nodded, pulling my phone out of my purse. When Melz gave me her email, I forwarded my monthly reports to her from the last two years, logged into Brent’s email, which wasn’t hard. He’d had the same password since he was young. He wasn’t bright. I forwarded them to me, then to Melz, and the whole thing took me all of 15 minutes. When it was done, I looked up and nodded, slipping my phone in my pocket and speaking low~ We submit monthly reports. ~I shrugged, moving back over to Lyric and pressing into his arms, laying my head on his chest and tucking my arms against mine while keeping my eyes on her. I snuggled and sniffled a little, wrinkling my nose and taking a deep cleansing breath. I wanted to leave now, but this was Lyric’s alpha and she seemed to want to help. I could tell she cared, like before, but she was really scary and I guess that’s what alphas had to be? I looked up at Lyric and lifted on my tiptoes, whispering in his ear~ I love you too. ~I grinned a little as I met his eyes, then tucked myself back against his chest, looking at Melz~ Lyric: 《As much as I hated seeing Austen upset, and Melz coming down on her, I couldn't help but think maybe Austen had needed to hear some of it. I couldn't imagine living under her father's thumb the way she had. Especially since I'd fled home after I'd been attacked and basically learned how to be a wolf on my own until I'd found the pack. I'd had to grow up pretty fast and all on my own. But she bucked up and did what Melz asked, showing trust in my alpha, and for that I was thankful. I wasn't exactly sure what Melz was thinking, but I knew she was planning something if she was asking for that information. Whatever it was, I just hoped it worked. My arms wound automatically around her small form when she came to me, heart leaping when she told me she loved me. It was a shitty way for me to say it the first time, but I'd make it up to her. Rubbing my hands up and down her back, I looked to Melz over the top of Austen’s head.》 What else can we do to help? Whatever you need, I'll do. I know you don't need to put your neck out for us. I appreciate you even trying. Melz: *It was really hard not to roll my eyes at the two of them, but after her little display, I wasn't really keen to Austen. But Lyric was pack, and if I could help, I would. It might actually work out in her favor that she'd been living in our territory unbeknownst to any of us. After they had their “moment" I pegged the girl with a deadpan stare, briefly wondering if she was even old enough to get married, but I'd keep that thought to myself.* Is there anything else I need to know? Anything that might help us convince your father to change his mind? We need to examine as many avenues as possible. If I ever have a plan for anything, I like to have a plan B, too. So...anything? *Tilting my head, I watched them both, cracking my own water bottle and taking a long chug.* Austen: ~I just shook my head as her eyes locked on me, and I was telling the truth. I’d thought for ages on how to maneuver my way out of this marriage and pack law was ironclad. Whatever she had in mind was news to me, but I just stayed close to Lyric and kept quiet. Then it hit me: Alexei. I wouldn’t cry again. I couldn’t. It wasn’t so bad, right? It wasn’t my fault!~ My cousin, Alexei is here too. He got kicked out of our pack for a year because he made some mistakes, and for some reason came to me! I let him stay because, well, I couldn’t just turn him out. I don’t know where he is, though. He left his things at my house, and he just...comes back when I’m at work. We kind of got in an argument, and he’s...he won’t talk to me now. ~I led out the part about what he did or that he really wasn’t supposed to be here, I don’t know why, but I didn’t feel like taking her anger for things that I didn’t do. He could do that. Not me. I was done being scolded, and I swallowed hard, trying to stand on my own a little, just taking Lyric’s hand.~ I can give you his number, but other than that, I don’t have any contact with him. Melz: Fucking seriously? *Looking between them both once more, my gaze settles on Lyric this time, letting him know just how unamused I was by this latest helping of bullshit.* Isn't that just fucking perfect. Not only has your father invaded my territory, but now he's dumping his trash here too? Fucking beautiful. *Growling low, I stabbed my finger through my hair as my other hand grabbed a sandwich from the plate. Shoving half of it in my mouth, I took a bite, trying to stop myself from going off about this too. Finishing the mouthful and the rest of my water that I now wished was wine, I shook me head before leveling them with a glare again.* Leave me his number and tell him to meet me in the barn around back at ten am tomorrow. I want your father's contact information too. *A few more deep breaths and I was at least able to fake a calm I didn't feel.* Have some lunch, feed the kids. I'll...I'll be back in a few minutes. *With that, I exited stage left, moving out of the kitchen, I used the French doors to head out back. I needed a couple of hits of a joint to ease my mind and help me think though what the fuck I was going to do with all of this.* Lyric: 《Flinching as the news about Austen’s cousin was revealed, I kept my hold on her hand tight, hoping to lend her some strength against Melz's anger. I knew it wouldn't make her happy, but I also knew we couldn't keep it from her. So chin lifted, I faced my alpha, hoping she didn't bite both of our heads off. I could tell her wolf was riding her harder than I'd ever seen before, and wondered if that had anything to do with her prolonged absence. A question I'd ask the next time we spoke privately. 》He showed up out of the blue. You wouldn't have turned someone in need away either and you know it, Melz. 《Hell, Melz's mercy is what made her different, better than any other Alpha I'd known. She might be pissed, but it was more at the situation than at Austen. At least I hoped. When she left the kitchen, I turned Austen to face me, tipping her chin up to look at me.》Hey, I swear she's not usually like that. You saw her with the kids...she loves everyone in the pack that hard. She just doesn't like surprises. At all. She cares so much, it makes her take everything to heart and blame herself for things outside of her control. It makes her a great alpha, but it also stresses her out. It's not personal, I promise. And I know she'll do anything she can to help us. 《Swiping my thumbs under her eyes, I pressed a kiss to her forehead before calling out in the direction of the front room.》 Who's ready for lunch? Austen: ~It was a distraction, helping Lyric get lunch for the kids, get their drinks, and I stayed quiet the whole time. I didn’t like that she’d called Alex trash. He’d made some mistakes, and sometimes he really got on my last nerve, but he was family, and family stuck together. I had to keep in mind that she didn’t know Alex the way I did, or at all for that matter, so I wouldn’t say anything, but it made me angry. I breathed through it, my wolf agitated, which rarely happened, but I just calmed my mind and thought through it. That wasn’t easy, given the way I’d lost my cool earlier and the way she was being aggressive, but she was an alpha and I wasn’t going to cause trouble. I had more respect than that. I just prayed Alex did too. I found a piece of paper and pen, leaving my father’s number and Alex’s, then sat down by Story and smiled, taking a sandwich and eating slowly. I was thankful for the alpha’s help, but I didn’t know if we’d end up being friends or not. I was never good at friends, but when I looked up at Lyric, sitting next to me beside Lennon, I knew I’d do just about anything for that man. No, anything. I’d do anything for him. If that meant trying to get along with the alpha lady who seems to pretty much hate me even though she doesn’t know me at all, I’d do that. And I’d be good at it.~

[calledbythemoon]

#ThenYou SL with @SheCravesStorms

Lyric: 《It was completely insane and absolutely ridiculous that finding out Austen was getting a male roommate put such a bitter taste in my mouth. He's her cousin for Christ’s sake. It was my wolf bristling and my trying to be logical with him that was giving me a headache. I'd just started seeing her. There was no reason to be so...yeah. Regardless, I knew that if I saw her again, sooner than later, he might calm down a little. So I texted her once I got to the garage this morning and asked if she had lunch plans. When she said she didn't, I invited myself to her shop, with the promise of sandwiches, and she'd agreed. Score one for Lyric. It had been a whirlwind of a weekend with Melz coming back, news of the vampires that may or may not be skulking around our territory and well, everything. The urge to touch base and catch up with my alpha was strong, but the one to see Austen was stronger. I'd been in contact with Melz via a few short text, so I knew she wasn't jumping right back into life at the shop for at least a few more days. I was glad she was taking some down time, just her and Brie. They needed it, and I was sure a day with just the twins would be a small break for Lark. Either way, the plan was to swing by Melz’s tonight or tomorrow some time. My morning work load wasn't too crazy which was nice. I shouldn't care, she knew I was a mechanic, but not getting too dirty before I headed to see Austen made me felt more presentable. Okay, yeah, I was totally still trying to impress her, but with the way she turned those shocking blue eyes in my direction...no one in their right mind would blame me. So I scrubbed the grease and car muck from under my fingernails around quarter to noon, and headed out on my lunch break with a few jibes from Jessy. She'd picked up a new scent. Not gonna lie, that admission put an extra spring in my step as I stopped at my favorite deli for subs before taking the directions my phone barked out to get to the address of Austen’s shop. I was almost as excited to see her store as I was to see her. If it was anything like her house, I figured it'd be awesome. Her style reminded me so much of my mother, for the first time in years I had the desire to reach out and make contact with my parents again, but that was an issue I could address later. For now, parking out front of the shop, I was already grinning as I took in the window displays. Yup, this place screamed Austen. I liked that she was so openly her. A lot.》

Austen: ~Well, that had gone better than I thought it would. He’d growled, which was super cute, but as cute as it was, I was a little nervous. I didn’t tell Lyric the reason Alexei was here, what he’d done, and I didn’t know if I could, or would. It was family business. I hated keeping things from him, which was ridiculous. We’d only started seeing each other--and that thought made me grin wide.

I had a boyfriend.

I’d texted my mom and told her we were having lunch today, and she was totes excited for me. She tried to take up for my dad, but I told her it was okay, that I understood. I’d had a few flings behind my father’s back, but Lyric was the first one I actually...claimed. And even though we’d just met, I had this weird feeling about it all.

I heard the Escalade park out front, and I walked to the front, peering out the window and waving like a loon. He looked so handsome and rugged, right from work, and I would never admit this, but I was starving. I knew male weres ate a lot, but my dad said a lady wasn’t supposed to pig out like that, so I kind of tried to tone it down some.

The shop looked good today, as I’d just unloaded my latest inventory, a few dolls and some rubix cubes, handmade, and a new set of greeting cards drawn by a little girl a few towns away. They were super cute and the money went to a good cause.

My mind went back to Alex, lounging on my couch, wondering if I should call my dad. Maybe Lyric would know what to do. I could ask him, but what if he got upset again? That would ruin lunch.

So I just kept my smile on, opened the door, and threw my arms around his neck as soon as I saw him, hugging him tight and I might have squealed a little bit.~You made it! I’m so happy! Come on. In the back. Put the food down and I’ll show you around. ~I pointed out my favorites, the vintage cameras and umbrellas, and a few stools and some aprons. I didn’t want to get carried away, turning to him and putting my hands on on both sides of his face, kissing his lips with a small laugh bubbling up~ Hi. I missed you.

Lyric: 《Still in awe of her energy level every time I saw her, I set down the sack sack of subs and followed her around the shop as she pointed out this and that. I nodded along showing interest, and I was, this place was awesome, but I stole more glances at her ass in that flowy skirt than I did at the who's and what's it's on the shelves. Matching her grin when she turned to face me, my arms wound immediately around her, tugging her flush when she finally kissed me hello.》 Missed you too, little bit. 《Dropping another kiss to the tip of her nose, I patted the top of her cute ass as I nodded my head toward the food.》 I don't know about you, but hungry. I got four different kinds, didn't know what you'd like. I figured we can split em up if you like more than one kind. I'm good at sharing. 《Chuckling, I kept my arms around her as I back walked us to the counter, hoping I didn't knock over any displays.》 I was hoping that if we have some time before I have to go back, and you don't have a lot of customers, we can get in a quick or not so quick afternoon make out sesh. 《Flashing a teasing grin, my brows bounced playfully.》 What do you think?

Austen: Yes! ~I nodded, cheeks flushed, already flustered by the pat on my ass, I stared at him as I backed into my office, wide-eyed and in wonder. He was...such a laid back guy, nothing like the males I’d known, and I was enthralled with it. I put my hand on my nose where he dropped the kiss, looking around, then pulling up my office chair to the side by him as I start to move things on the desk to make room for lunch.~ So...Alex asked me to ask you some questions. ~I grimaced a little, smelling each one, picking out the one with salami and opening it up and taking half. I took a small bite, trying to stave off the inevitable.~ We...he’ll need a place to run, during the moon and other times. I’d take him to where I run, but...it’s so quiet and I like it and I don’t want to share it with him because he’s going to make trouble, I just know it. ~I spat the words out quickly, sighing after I did.~ I know he’s family, but… ~I took another bite, sitting back and putting my legs in his lap~ I mean, if he causes trouble, I can call my dad, but… ~I shrug, wanting it--him--to just go away. A smirk turns up my lips as I tease him with my foot, looking in his eyes~ How’s your day going? Can you come over tonight? We could hang out and play Mario Cart… ~smirks slightly, lowering my voice~ or something.

Lyric: 《The grin as I checked out her ass while she moved things around on her desk, fell away at the mention of her cousin and his “needs.” I hadn't met the guy, and I already didn't like him. But the mention of her or even him out running had my hackles rising for a completely different reason. I hadn't meant for this to be a heavy lunch meeting, but there were things she needed to know sooner than later. It looked like now was as good a time as any to mention them. Letting out a heavy sigh, I picked up an American sub, ham, Turkey, bologna and cheese, taking a huge bite as I mulled over exactly how to break this to her.》 So, I think, since there are now two from your pack here, and my Alpha is back from her...sabbatical, you should both meet her before you run anywhere in the territory. A couple things have happened, nothing serious, but enough that we'll be doing patrols. I wouldn't want either of you detected as a potential threat, when things could be cleared up ahead of that. 《Tilting my head, I took another bite, watching her, my features softening instantly, just by being able to take her in.》

Austen: ~My smile fell as things went serious, and the thought of meeting his alpha made me nervous. I didn’t like to make theses types of decisions, and I didn’t want to call my dad. I needed to make my own decisions without him. I took another bite, a little bigger as I watched you eat heartily, and I waited a moment as I chewed~ I understand. ~I hated Alex. Not really, but it he wasn’t even here and was already being a pain.~ I’ve never met a female alpha. Is she nice? Do you think she’ll like me? ~I scrunched my nose and took another bite, my hunger weakened at how good the sub was~ What kind of things have happened? I’m not good at pack politics. Dad never let me go to the meetings, and my mom’s business was always hush hush. ~I groaned, rubbing my nose with the palm of my hand and sneezed, sniffling a little, then wiggling my nose. My cheeks were red when I looked up, and I smiled a little~ I sneeze when I get nervous. ~then I just sighed~ Oh, Lyric! I don’t want to go! Can we do it over the phone? It makes me all...all… ~I sneezed again, this time twice in a row, and when it stopped, I took a bite of my sandwich to try to make it stop for good~ Alex will be here today. Can we still make out?

Lyric: 《God, everything about her was too fucking cute. Those little mouse sneezes? C’mon! How was I supposed compete with that?! Okay, there was no competition, but damn. I watched her emotions play like an open book from concerned to hesitant, worried, annoyed...and sneezy.》 You should never play poker. 《The thought was spoken out loud before I could stop it, and I grinned, lest she thought I meant it as anything more than a weird kind of compliment. Leaning closer, I stopped, made sure another sneeze wasn't going to hit me when I got to close, then leaned in more, brushing my lips over her cheek as my hand rubbed over her ankle in my lap.》 My alpha is cool. Laid back, but serious when she needs to be. I told you, we're not very formal at all. And I think she'll love you. How could she not?《Puffing out a breath, I lifted a shoulder.》 I haven't gotten the whole story but there was something about the scent of vampires. We don't know a whole lot, but it's enough to put us on notice and keep our guard up. 《Even the crappy news I had to share couldn't keep the grin from my face as she sneezed again. Grabbing a tissue from the box on the desk, it made total sense now why I'd seen so many within reach in various spots, I held one out for her. 》 We definitely better get some making out in before your cousin shows up and kills the mood. C'mere, Little Bit. 《Patting my lap, brows wagging, I set what was left of my sandwich aside, wanting to fulfill one hunger before the other.》

Austen: ~I grinned and took the tissue, delicately wiping my nose and tossing it in the trash, setting my sammich aside too as I jumped up and straddled his lap in the chair, settling myself down onto him slowly. I wove my fingers into his hair, and pressed my chest against his, wanting him to know how much I desired him in every way. Drawing my lip between my teeth, I let my hands linger in his hair, down to the nape of his neck, and then I let my lip go and brushed them over his, speaking low~ You make my stomach flip and I feel things when you touch me… ~I brushed my lips over his again, this time taking a quick kiss, my hands going down to his chest, lower, then up under his shirt so that my small palms lay flat against his abs. I kissed him again, and he tasted like spearmint toothpaste and mine. In a show of small boldness, I nipped at his lip, pulling back and looking in his eyes with a smirk, I kissed him again, this more, sliding my hands up his abs and settling my weight down on him. Lyric might be the first boy I ever dared let my father know about, but I wanted him to know that I wasn’t a girl, and I wasn’t innocent, and I wasn’t afraid. I tilted into his kiss and made a small sound of satisfaction at the feeling, then I pressed my tongue against his lips, lightly, waiting like the lady I was~

Lyric: 《There she went doing that cute to sexy flip lick a switch that sent my head spinning in the best possible ways. My hands slid over her hips to grip her round pert ass when she straddled my lap, squeezing at my leisure. Eyes hooded, I smirked as she told me exactly what she felt while doing exactly what she wanted to me.》 I love how you always say exactly what your thinking. No guesswork. Damn, that's sexy. 《Groaning low when her lips tease mine, her hands under my shirt lighting little fires over my flesh. I wanted to let her get comfortable with me...for as long as I could, but that nip at my lips had a growl rumbling my chest and my cock taking notice. Slanting my lips over hers, I answered her invitation, twining my tongue with hers. Abs twitching under her touch, one hand snuck under her loose blouse to slide up her slender belly, cupping one perky breast that just filled my palm, I groaned into to kiss, pinching the nipple, hungry to see how she would respond as my other arm would around her waist, holding her tight to me, never breaking the kiss.》

Austen: ~I whimpered, breaking the kiss to suck in a breath as he cupped my breast, that pinch going right to my center. I tilted my head back and rolled my hips into his groin, then back into his hand, finally looking back down on him with shiny eyes. I returned the favor, my thumbs brushing over his nipples, finally pinching one, then curling my fingers to let my nails dig into his chest as I purposely circled my hips as I bit my lip, grinning coyly and pressing my chest into his hand.

Most guys didn’t know what to make of me, too put off by the immaturity, or so they saw, and my father. I saw none of that in Lyric. I’d been shy, guarded at times, but…~ Something...about you makes me feel wanted, just by the way you look at me… ~I lean down and immediately tease with my tongue, playing and smoothing it over your lip before biting again, then kissing, really kissing this boy before me. I scraped my nails down his chest, grinning against our kiss, and settling my ass snug against his hips~

Lyric: 《Little minx...if I'd known suggesting a make out session would have turned her into this brazen sex pot, I'd have done it a whole lot sooner. Groaning low when she ground down over my groin, my hand flexing on her hit in response, I pushed right back up against her core. I couldn't wait until the day I could get inside her. Chuckling low as her eyes found mine, my other hand rubbing over her ass.》 Because I do want you. You're sexy, beautiful and so comfortable in your skin…《Growling against her lips when she kissed me again, I went with her little nips, her scratching nail, my hands gripping her hips to hold her down harder over my lap, grinding up to show her exactly what she was doing to me. Keeping my mouth fused to hers, tongue twining as we tease each other, fully dressed, this was just about the best lunch break I'd ever had.》

Austen: ~I was just getting comfortable, just about to pull my shirt over my head as the bell above the door rang and I sat up sharply. No one usually came in around this time. We were very much out of the public eye in my office, but still. I looked down at Lyric and laughed, covering my mouth and going wide-eyed when I knew the person who just came in could also hear me laughing.~ Stay here… ~I whispered it, crawling off his lap, and my cheeks burned red when I saw his...how affected he was, and I kissed him quickly as I straightened my clothes, walking out to the shop.

I smiled as I rounded the corner, then groaned when I saw Brent, standing that way all men with military training did, all feet shoulder width apart and arms crossed over his chest.~ What are you doing here! Shoo! ~He just stared at me, and I peeked around the corner at Lyric, rolling my eyes.~It’s Brent. Do you have another sandwich? He looks pissy, maybe hungry? ~I smiled cheekily as Brent cleared his throat behind me~ Okay, Grumpy! We get it! ~I mouthed to Lyric~ You have a boner… ~Then smirked and popped back around the corner standing by the register, staring at Brent.~ I do deserve my privacy. We’ve talked about this. ~He raised an eyebrow. So much for getting a conversation out of him, and I frowned.~ Don’t look at me like that. I’m still mad at you.

Lyric: 《Cursing under my breath when the bell rang, no interruption would be welcome right now, but when I caught the new yet familiar scent on the air, I knew this one was particularly unwelcome. Willing my cock to behave, I pursed my lips shaking my head as she teased me with her very large, very serious brother not more that twenty feet from us. At least I was fast If this went belly up. Chuckling as I stood when I finally felt it was safe to, I pulled an unwrapped sub from the bag, wiping my mouth on my hand in case I was wearing her lip gloss, then rounded the corner into the store. Sliding the sub down the counter to the not very pleasant looking big brother, I tried for relaxed innocence in my expressing. It was hit or miss if I pulled it off.》 How's it going,  man? You been to Tonelli’s a couple blocks over? Best subs around. There's an Italian for you. 《Coming up behind Austen, I was smart enough not to touch her like I wanted to until we knew what her brother wanted or what kind of mood he was in. I could be taught.》

Austen: ~He took the sub, but gave Lyric a nasty look, so I stepped between his line of sight and pulled the sub away~ No. Not until you’re nice. It’s bad enough I have Alexei in my business now too, but I’m not dealing with both of you! Why can’t you be nice! ~I scowled, stomping my foot~ I’m gonna call Mom if you don’t quit being a butthole! ~He did that thing where he just stared at me, then shrugged, like I was an annoyance, a gnat. “There’s vamps in the area. I told dad you needed to come home and he agreed. And Alex isn’t allowed to stay at your house.” And that was the last straw. I threw the sub at him and marched around front of the register, slapping at him and yelling, doing my best to inflict the most damage—which was likely none.~ I will not be told what to do! I am a grown woman! I am not going home and you need to quit telling my business to dad! Get out! ~I picked up the sub and pushed it at him, yelling at the top of my lungs~ Get out! I don’t want to see you anywhere near me! Get out get out get out! ~I pushed on his chest, inching him to the door, and when he was close, I opened it and forced him over the threshold, shutting him out. He wasn’t even phased. They didn’t care about me, about what I felt, or what I wanted. I turned, crossing my arms over my body to hold myself together, but I couldn’t keep my bottom lip from poking out and trembling. I was so angry. I looked up at Lyric with big eyes, and the tears just wouldn’t stay put, rolling down my cheek in big droplets as I stared~

Lyric: 《Oh boy...forget about getting on her mom's bad side. I never wanted to get on Austen’s bad side. I didn't want to call it a tantrum but it kind of was. I'd just never seen a grown woman have one. It was...pushing my lips together to hold back my laugh as she beat the hell out of him even as I cringed when the pitch of her voice nearly broke glass. It was all highly amusing until the mention of vampires had me stilling, my hackles rising as I listened to what he had to say, which wasn't much. Minimum information and heavy handed orders given to try and call Austen home had a low growl rumbling my chest. She was right. She was grown and didn't need to be protected...at least not by anyone but me. Arms crossing over my chest I stood my ground, giving the only show of support I could as she masterfully maneuvered him back through the door. 》 Shit. My pack is aware of the vampires. We're taking all necessary precautions. You don't have to go home.《Closing the space between us, I 《wrapped my arms around her, hugging her tight to my chest.》 You gotta stop crying, Little Bit. You're breaking my damn heart. 《Lifting a hand, I swiped the tears from her cheeks, pressing a kiss to her forehead.》Don't leave, Austen.

Austen: ~I leaned into Lyric’s arms, laid my head against his chest, and wrapped my arms tight around him, sniffling to dry my tears. I stared into those eyes, those kind eyes, and nodded, reaching over and flipping the sign closed on the shop~ I don’t want to leave, but right now, it’s my dad telling me to come home. ~I sigh, going back to his arms, tucking my head against him~ But If I don’t tell him something, it will turn into my alpha calling me home, and you know what that feels like. There will be no way I can stay. He’s never done that to me, not once, but if the threat is credible enough, he will. I know him. ~Pulling back, leading you back into the office and onto the couch, I grab my sub and another, not caring now, just hungry and tired. I curl up into your lap and take a huge bite, talking around it~ Alex and I had a fight. He’s so...mean! ~I hesitated a moment, my pack loyalty kicking on, but this was Lyric. So I told him everything Alexei told me, about his punishment, and before I knew it, I’d eaten two subs without as much as a thought.~ And it was like he didn’t even care that he was putting me in the middle! I don’t know where he went after that, but when I got up with morning, his stuff was there but he was gone.

Lyric: 《This lunch went south real fast. My heart sank at the mention of her alpha calling her hope if it became necessary. I knew she'd have little choice and it pissed me off that there was a chance that choice would be taken from her. Once we were back in the office, I sat with her cute.ass.in my lap, eating my sub as she let spill everything going on with her cousin. Mentally adding his name to the growing list of men in her family that I had a problem with as she spoke, a scowl maring my brow. I really didn't like this guy.》 How do we convince your father you're safe here? And what happens with this whole thing with your cousin if Brent knows he's here and tells your father who already said he can't stay with you? And why the fuck are so many people trying to dictate your life? 《The last part was growled out as my own frustration surfaced. I was far from used to all this family involvement, let alone the opinions when it came to one person's life. It was overwhelming if not pretty ridiculous in my opinion.》

Austen: ~I would not cry. No. I refused. Even after the barrage of questions, of things I couldn’t begin to explain, I just leaned into him and lay my head on his chest and sighed. This was usually the part where, since she was a teenager, things fell apart. I didn’t expect it to come this soon, and I wasn’t ready to lose Lyric. If I was honest, I’d hoped that he’d be the one to change things. It was selfish of me to even get involved with Lyric. I knew he had Story and Lennon to think of, above anything else, so maybe it was better this way~ When I was born, pack relations were rocky everywhere. The old ways were mostly unused, alpha’s children were able to marry who they wanted, but times change rules. One pack bordering ours threatened to revolt, to ally with a larger pack, stating that our pack was more of a threat—which we were. So to keep things even, to counter balance, my dad promised me in marriage to the alpha’s youngest son. ~I braced myself, ready to be dumped off his lap and left. I was told when I was 13, and I remembered that day in vivid detail. I remember meeting him, five years my senior, good looking and big, like an alpha’s son should be, but I cried myself to sleep because I didn’t even know him. I didn’t want to know him. No matter how many times my father tried to bring him around, I refused. But laws were laws, and the only way out was a fight—and I wasn’t worth that.~ In my 25th year. I’m 24 now.

Lyric: 《I don't think I'd ever sat so still in my life. Frozen in place, as the shock of what she'd said sank in, my heart beat all I could hear pounding in my ears as so many reactions fought to push through first. This was some ancient, archaic, ass fucking backwards fucked up shit. I looked into her eyes and the defeated helplessness I already saw there broke my heart. As a father, I would sooner die than see that look in Story’s eyes, let alone be the cause of it. That thought alone had a growl rumbling deep in my chest. I could tell she expected me to drop her because things had just gotten “complicated”, which told me that it had happened before. We'll, fuck that. Tightening one arm around her waist, my other hand lifted to cup her cheek. Lifting her eyes to mine, I let her see the determination in mine that were probably one icy blue of my wolf's.》 No. Fuck that, Austen. No. What the fuck…? Listen to me, Austen. Fuck that. If your father can't run his own pack and keep the peace, let him marry off one of your dozen brothers. Why you? 《I knew why, but still.》 If he can't keep the peace he doesn't deserve to be alpha. He took the easy way out and bargained with your like. This isn't the 1600s!! 《Growling louder now, I picked her up and set her on the little couch before pacing the short length of the office.》 Even if you don't end up with me, you should at least get to choose who you end up with! 《Pushing my fingers through my hair in frustration, I stopped and turned to face her on the couch.》 We'll think of something. I don't want to run your life, Austen, I just want you to have one. And not this consultation prize of a year or two on your own before you resign yourself to  a life you don't want. It's bullshit. 《I'd already thought of something, but the last thing I wanted to do was force another decision on her. I needed the one thing she didn't have to offer. Time.》 When is your birthday?

Austen: ~ I pulled my legs up and crossed them, watching Lyric pace, hearing him echo the thoughts I’d had since day one. The way he cared was unlike anything I’d ever experienced, and when he asked me my birthday, I smiled a bit, reaching out and trailing my fingers down his arm till I got to his hand, twining my fingers in his and tugging him to sit down beside me~ In a month. February 28th. Lyric… ~I pulled our hands to my chest, holding it there, looking back into those crystal blue eyes and literally feeling all the emotion, all the heart he wore right on his sleeve, and I kissed his fingers and lay my cheek against his hand~ I don’t know what to say. I think about a life with you, making a little family, and there’s nothing that makes me happier. If there’s anything...just, I’ve spent so long just not caring. ~I sniffles a bit, wiping my eyes, still holding onto my promise not to cry~ You just get used to knowing time is short, and to be honest, sometimes it slips my mind. ~I sighed, swallowing hard~ I’d choose you. And us. I don’t know if that makes it better or worse.

Lyric: 《My pulse shuddered then felt as though it stopped completely when she mentioned it was only a month until her birthday. Staring blankly at the patch of wall behind her head, her hand in mine, her tender touched barely registered. The crazy thought had crossed my mind, but now? It felt like time was of the essence and if I didn't take the plunge, I'd risk losing her forever. There was too much to consider, too much to take into account, but if I didn't...leaning down, I pressed a hard, urgent kiss to her lips, my hand shaking as I squeezed hers, speaking against her lips.》 Stay right here. 《She probably thought I was losing my mind or running, but it would all make sense. Pulling away, I hurried into the shop, my gaze searching down the glass encased counter where all the jewelry was displayed. I didn't stop until the perfect piece practically jumped out at me. It was antique, unique...and unlike anything I'd ever seen before just like Austen. Sliding the glass aside, I grabbed the ring in hand, hardly able to believe I was about to do this, but it was the only way I could think to save her. Plus, I wanted to. Rounding the corner back into the office,  I took two steps before dropping to my knees in front of where she sat curled up on the couch. Working to catch my breath, I took her left hand in mine, calmed my racing thoughts as I met the most beautiful blue eyes I'd ever seen.》Austen, I'd put my life on the line to protect you from that bullshit deal your fatherhood you out for. But I'd rather have a life with you. 《Uncurling my other hand, I held up the ring I'd chosen so that she could see it, her other hand still in mine.》 Marry me, Austen James, and I promise I'll work everyday to make you as happy as you've made me.

Austen: ~When he came back, shaky and staring right into my eyes, I’d never felt so scared in my entire life. I had this feeling, you know, that he was doing this, and my eyes were wide, just staring. I wanted to slow down time, to remember everything. I wanted to scream at him, to stop him from taking on me, this burden, my pack. I wanted to scream at him and tell him he didn’t know what he was doing, but the fact was that Lyric was a grown man, a father of two, and he knew exactly what he was doing. Hopefully. Oh god, I hoped so. He held my hand, and I don’t even think I really heard what he said. I covered my mouth, watching his hand open, and I couldn’t hold it in.~ That’s the one! That’s the one I look at all the time… ~My last words warbled with emotion, and I waved my hand~ Sorry, sorry. Keep going… ~I laughed a little, nearly bouncing in my seat, about to burst on the inside for him to get them out. It turned out I could barely wait. When he finished, I threw myself into his arms and wrapped my arms around his neck.~ Yes! Yes, Lyric. Yes. ~I was shaking all over, holding him against me, trying to get ahold of myself. When I finally pulled back, I framed his face with my hands, caressing his jaw, brushing one hand over his forehead.~ Yes. No matter what. Yes. God, I’m so scared. So very, very scared, Lyric, but I knew from the moment I saw you that the person I’d want beside me no matter what was you. I don’t get it. I barely know you. But I know. ~I didn’t even cry, even though I got teary, even though I got emotional~ I always dreamed that’s how it would happen for me. I just never expected I’d get a chance. Then you. I’m so, so thankful.

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Garden Project First Date SL with @SheCravesStorms

SL #1 - Garden Project

Austen: ~I opened another bag of soil and lugged

It over to the raised beds we’d installed, and Brent took it from me, tipping it over easily and spreading it around. The kids squealed in laughter and I grinned. Mostly, they were playing. But here were a few diligent ones digging their holes and getting ready for the flowers. I chose to call it manual tilling instead of a bunch of sugar-crazed kiddos going wild.

The music was nice, mostly Disney stuff and pop music, but I’d heard that Justin Timberlake song about stopping the feeling far too many time, when all I really wanted to stop the song. Not really. It was kind of catchy.

My pack had travelled from home, brought a few things we were good at—the smoke pit, some face painting, the supplies from my dad’s company, and of course, man power.

Just then, large arms squeezed around me and I squealed just like the children, looking up at the grinning face above me~ Dad! You’re squeezing the breath out of me!

~He laughed and kisses the top of my head. “You’ve never complained before.” He rubbed my back, letting me go and looking around. “It looks good this year. I’m proud of you, baby.” I practically beamed, getting that compliment far too little, being the girl, and I took it in stride, nodding~ It’s going to be great when we’re done. They’re bringing in the playground equipment this week. The GoFundMe raised just enough money.

~That seemed to be the end of his attention span, and something grabbed his attention. He kissed my temple, nodding, and walked off, shaking hands with a man and all I could do was sigh. But it was okay. I understood. I looked around for Lyric, not seeing him yet, I checked my phone one more time before heading across the park to the rock pit, grinning as I got close~

Lyric: Lennon, pants on! 《Shaking my head, I gave Story that look we always shared when her brother was being...well, her brother, which sent her into a fit of giggles. Grinning, I kissed her on the nose before taking a bother look at her hair. I was getting pretty good at girl hair, under Lark’s tutelage even if today, Story had wanted a headband. Now I knew that you comb curls, never brush, and her blonde ringlets were as cute as she was, not a big bushy mess liked they'd been before. Hopping from the couch, she yelled for her brother just as he came zooming into the room, pants and untied sneakers on...The wrong feet. 》Dude. Smooshes on the outside. 《Grabbing him before he could escape again, I plopped him down in the seat his sister had just vacated and fixed his sneakers.》 Bunny ears, cross and loop. Remember? 《I didn't have high hopes for shoe tying just yet, but it was never too early to start. When my babies turned into four year olds...time passed in the blink of an eye these days. As much as I was happy to be well past potty training, each new milestone formed a lump in my throat, they were amazing kids, but I missed the days when I could carry them around, one in each hip. I was that mushy dad, and I owned that completely. Thankful everyday that I'd fallen into the pack I had. Although small we were fierce, or at least formed a tight knit family that supported each other. Lark joining us to tale on the nanny role had been a godsend too. Although the plan was to get the twins into kindergarten next year, I knew she'd stay a huge part of their lives. 》 Now Lenny, remember, no throwing the dirt. We're going to help make the garden look nice, not messy. 《With a firm nod, I took his hand and whistled for Story. Loading both kids into their car seats and buckling them in, I put the address of the park into my GPS and headed that way. Before long I was parking, brushing goldfish crackers from my hair and unloading the twins. I felt the overwhelming presence of unfamiliar wolves as soon as we hit the sidewalk. My hackles immediately rose, Lenny’s hand tightening in mine, I knew he sensed it too. 》Don't worry, bud. It's a friendly place. Miss Austen is just like us. I think her family is here too. 《The crowd was more than half human, and I knew that even if it turned out we weren't welcome here, there wouldn't be a scene. Walking toward were a crowd of people was heading, I kept one hand in Lennon’s with Story propped on my hip, I began scanning the crowd, looking for Austen.》

Austen: ~ I saw him before he saw me, and my heart melted into a tiny little puddle of aw! The kids were gorgeous, and he was really good with them. I knew by the way he stood that he felt there pack’s influence, but I also knew that no one would give him a hard time. Our pack was male-centric and egotistic at times, but it was always welcoming. I saw a few of the guys raise their heads, saw my dad look over, but I didn’t let any of that make a difference as I raised my hand and waved exaggeratingly as I hollered~ Lyric! Over here! ~Instead of waiting for him to come to me, I kind of ran to meet him, clapping my hands in front of me and grinning wide as I bounced a little on the balls of my feet~ You made it! I’m so glad! ~I looked over the kids, the little girl’s curls beautiful, like her dad’s, and the boy was full of mischief and laughter, I could already tell.~ Are you guys ready to have some fun? Have they had lunch? We have bar-b-que and hotdogs on the grill. There’s games around, I think the clown is still here. ~I looked between the boy and the girl~ My name is Miss Austen, and you can do anything you want here. Over there, we’re planting flowers and over there, they’re raking rocks for the playground that’s going to be there soon. Any idea where you want to start? Oh! ~I laugh, looking up at Lyric, then back down at the kiddos~ I told you my name, but I didn’t get yours.

Lyric: 《My smile creased as soon as I saw her, that bubbly bounce of hers completely contagious. If I wasn't so honorable, I'd use my kids as wing pups all the time. They always had this affect on women, I'd learned, so I was used to feeling invisible for a few seconds. She was so welcoming, I was more at ease in an instant, despite the looks we were being shot by some pretty big dudes scattered around the place. Chuckling when Story buried her face in my neck, and Lennon’s eyes darted as he tried to decide what he wanted to do first, he didn't miss a beat as he started tugging my hand. Bouncing Story on my hip to coax her from her shy retreat, I flashed a grin.》Story Brooke is the shy little angel, and Lennon Ray is the exact opposite in every way. 《Laughing when he reached up to shake her hand, my son was always the charmer.》What do you think, guys? Should we eat first then you can get as messy as you want? 《 I knew exactly how to appeal to Lennon, knowing he wouldn't be able to refuse my plan. Story took another moment as I watched her wheels turn, debating her options, before she nodded decisively. 》Looks like lunch first it is.

Austen: Story and Lennon. ~I nodded, reaching out to shake his little hand, and that smile. Good lord! It was almost as handsome as his daddy’s. I watched the two. I didn’t know much about kids, being the youngest out of everyone, it felt like, but they seemed sweet and I wanted them to have a good time. I fell in step beside Lyric as we walked over to the pit~ So you’ll be happy to know that after all your hard work, the car runs great! The show went fine, and I got some really cool pieces for the shop! ~I didn’t know what to do, dote on the kids or talk to the very handsome boy. I kind of wanted both? I’d just have to figure out how to do both, then. I eyed every one of the guys at the pit, and they just grinned like they were innocent. I knew much better. As we stepped up, I made the introductions.~ Lyric, this is my Uncle Josh, Uncle Dave, and Uncle Trev. My...family does a this fundraiser with me every year. It’s good for the shop’s business and the city. Guys, this is Lyric Taylor. He’s the one I told you about that helped me fix my car! And this is his daughter Story, and his son, Lennon. ~They all just nodded, seeing he had his hands full of pups, and I smiled, glad they behaved.~ Can I help, Lyric? Want me to find a table? Just tell me what to do. ~I heard the guys laugh, and I whipped my head around and scowled at them, but they seemed to know better than me. Uncle Trev put four hotdogs on one plate, some brisket on another, and slid them Lyric’s way. “My kids love ‘em. My boy ate us outta house and home. Hell, at 20, he still does. Watch that one as he grows.” All the guys laughed, agreeing, and I took the plates, totally not surprised but...glad~ Thanks! Love you! ~turning back to Lyric~ Let’s find a seat and then get some drinks.

Lyric: 《That...was a lot of male werewolves. As we approached the offensive line of her uncles, I could only gulp and nod, glad that my hands were full so I didn't have to experience the bone crushing handshakes that, I was sure would “test" me. I wasn't a dominant wolf. I knew that. My pack was largely female. Women who would just as soon skin you to look at you, but I wasn't sure men in my pack had ever been the majority, so basically the exact opposite of what Austen came from. I nodded and smiled my greeting, a bunch of “Nice to meet you’s" tossed around, hoping that the mention of me being a mechanic would score me some points on the macho scale. The plates of meat being passed our way had me chuckling as I agreed.》 He's already trying, believe me. But Story knows how to use a fork to keep his grubby paws of her food. 《Grinning with the pride I always did when talking about my kids, I thanked her uncles, only hesitating for a moment before turning my back to them as we headed to a table. Setting the twins on a picnic bench, I glanced around spotting the coolers full of drinks.》 I'll grab some juices, what can I get you, Austen?

Austen: Um...just a bottle of water, thanks. ~When he walked away, I sat down across from the kids and smiled, resting my hands on the picnic table and then, nervously, propped my chin up in my hands, reaching out and picking at the plate of brisket and smiling. What did you talk to kids about? What if they didn’t like me? I mean, should I explain to them that their dad and I aren’t dating or anything, that we just met, or should I just...not say anything? What if I talked to them and they didn’t talk to me? I had to admit I was out of my league for the few minutes he was gone. I looked over at him walking back from the the cooler and a dreamy smile grew. He was handsome and so different from the guys I’d grown up with. It’s not that I minded guys like my uncles, or my brothers, but they were so...manly. I dreamed about someone who’d do sappy things with me and work in the garden and that I wouldn’t have to constantly calm down like my mother did to my dad. Lyric seemed calm and easy going. I bet he’d be easy to talk to. Gah! Just...I looked back at the kids, smiling awkwardly as they smiled at me. Did they know? Ugh! I sat up and smiled as I took the water from Lyric~ Thank you. So… ~I tried to think of something to talk about, something easy, but then I remembered~ Everybody’s coming back to the house tonight for dinner. If you and the kids want to come, you’d be welcomed.

Lyric: 《It only took a minute to grab the juice boxes and water, but I was stealing little glances towards the table the whole time, not just to make sure the kids were behaving, but because that ray of sunshine kept drawing me in. Back at the table in a jiffy, I straddled the bench and got to work, fixing the plates properly for the kids. Apple juice for Lennon, berry for Story, knowing they'd swap halfway through. A hotdog on a roll with brisket for Lennon, an cut up hot dog, for Story. My brows rose at the dinner invite, an easy smile stretching as I pushed a hotdog and brisket plate towards Austen, then took one for myself.》 You have a pretty big family. How many more are there? 《I'd noticed every intro so far was extended family, so the immediate must be around here somewhere. I could look around, but I'd rather look at her.》I think we'll have to see how today goes. Last thing I wanted to do is unleash crank monsters on your place. You don't deserve that. 《Grinning when a chorus of disgruntled objections rose up beside me, I chuckled.》 They've been trained well. Never pass up a free meal, right T.T.?

Austen: ~Oh, god, they were adorable. They, as in all three of them. Their little family.  I’d say he didn’t know how lucky he was, but he evidently did. The way he knew them both, it was evident that he was hands on. I picked at my food, incase he was still hungry, or one of the kids was still hungry. I could always eat later.~ My youngest brother’s kids are 7 and 9, so they’d have someone to play with. And if they need to lay down, I have a few rooms. No one is staying at my house this time. They’re going home after tonight. I mean, I’m not being pushy, right? ~I laughed a bit, patting my cheeks, shaking my head~ Sorry. Um, my dad is here. My mom couldn’t come this year. My brothers are here, all three, and their wives are back at my house getting ready for tonight. My oldest nephew is only a year younger than me. Let’s just say that I was a late in life oops. ~I took a sip of water, shrugging a little~ They all live back home, on pack land. It’s a few hours away. I moved here because it’s hard to...make things my own there. I love them all, a lot, but life is better here. ~I waved my hand, watching Lennon and Story eat, watching him as well~ Tell me about your pack. Do you have any family? And don’t be freaked because of my family. They’re mostly harmless, a little...well, they’re all kind of dominant. We have a lot of males. ~I wrinkled my nose, then laughed~

Lyric: 《My kids were my world and I loved them dearly, but some of my favorite times were when they were sleeping, or eating, because of the quiet. Like now. Nodding as I finished a bite of hot dog while she talked about her family, I knew that if I was going to meet the rest today, which seemed likely, having the kids with me as a buffer and talking point would be helpful. The news that they didn't live locally was good for a lot of reasons, but mostly because I didn't want to be the one to tell Melz that we had another pack in the area...if she ever came home. Shaking away the thought, I ruffled a hand through Lenny’s mop of sandy blonde hair. Our pack is small. A ragtag bunch. My alpha is a female, so is the beta and enforcer. The enforcer,  her husband and I work at the shop. My Alpha runs the business side, 《I stopped short of adding “when she isn't on a longer than it should have been territory check" there was no need to reveal that we were barely holding it together.》 The nanny is from a pack up north, but I think she's staying, and the beta has a...someone in her life. I haven't really met him. The Alpha’s niece and the enforcer's son round out the pups with these two. So we're small, but we like it that way. We've all been through too much. The last few years since we've settled here have been better. 《Lifting as shoulder, I smiled when the kids looked up at me, grinning with pride at their cleared plates.》 Looks like it's time to get dirty.

Austen: ~I clapped when they were done, more than ready to get in there and do what I was good at, I motioned for them to follow me and then I let my inner kid out. When we got to the garden area, I thanked Brent for watching things, turning to Lyric.~ This is Brent. He lives here and tattles back to my dad. Brent, Lyric Taylor. He’s the…~Brent nodded, holding his hand out to Lyric. “Thanks for seeing to the car. I can’t get her to keep it up for anything. Something’s always more important.” I rolled my eyes and held out my hands to Story and Lennon, leaving Lyric behind for this one. He’d be fine with Brent. I grabbed two trowels and two spades, showing them the two parts of the garden~ So you till this one, get your dirt here, and then you find a spot to plant here. ~I showed them where the others had planted their flowers, and then I pointed to the flats of flowers. Some pink, some purple, blue, yellow, orange, just an amalgam of different kinds of flowers~ So first, here’s your buckets. ~I handed them each a bucket, with a spade and a trowel~ And go get your dirt! ~Story was a little more reserved, yet excited, but Lennon was a little tornado. I grinned wide, seeing them have such fun, and went ahead and  helped a few more kids start to plant their flowers. It was looking so good, just like I’d envisioned it. It wasn’t landscaping perfect, but it was a kid’s garden. It was meant to be messy and messy was beautiful.~ Guys! Come on! Let’s pick a flower! ~I stood by the flats, looking at Story and Lennon.~ Alright. Any one that you want. As many as you want.

Lyric: 《That little imp...as she hijacked my kids and left me with her brother, I could only stare, slack jawed. The clap on my shoulder had me chuckling as Brent pulled my attention back to him. At least she'd left us with a topic of conversation.》 Well, I couldn't let her neglect it anymore. You must have taken great care of her to even be running at all. Not many of those left around, especially with most of the original parts. Impressive. If she can make the time for regular maintenance, I'll take care of the old girl. 《I meant the VW bus, not Austen, but the broad teasing grin from Brent told me he was taking double meaning. After a few more words, he took off to answer the shout of his name from somewhere behind us, which was fine with me. Hanging back, I watched Austen with the kids. Her comfort not just with them but with everything around her had me in awe. She was great with them and I didn't know if it was just because of her experience planting gardens, or because she was a natural with kids, but I liked it either way. It reassured me that if anything ever....with us….I almost startled myself with the direction of my thoughts, even though, in the back of my mind, some curiosity had planted since the other day. It had been a long time since I'd met someone so open and friendly...comfortable in her own skin. I envied it. I made a slow stroll around the garden and play area, it was all so amazing, she'd done all this? My admiration just kept rising despite myself. When the excited, “Daddy come see me flowers!” from Story rang out, I had the excuse I'd been waiting for to rejoin them. Grinning, I crossed to the flower bed, squatting down to their level as I examined their work.》 Let's see...the orange ones are Story’s and the purple, Lennon’s? Did I get em right? 《The squeals for “Nooo!” had me barking a laugh as they giggled, knowing their favorite colors this week, were the opposite.》 Silly me, what was I thinking? 《Lifting my eyes to Austen’s my grin still in place, I tilted my head.》 And what about you, Ms. Austen? What's your favorite color?

Austen: ~Oh goodness. My cheeks were probably showing the results of his question, the eyes of both Story and Lennon on me as I thought. I put my finger over my lips, rolling my eyes up, and hmmming as I exaggeratingly thought even though I didn’t have to think at all. My favorite color had always been the blue/green spectrum, everything from navy to pastel mint, my ultra favorites in the neighborhood of teal and also indigo. The kids wouldn’t understand, so I made it simple, finally holding my finger up and nodding with a grin~ My favorite color is blue! ~I reached out and poked them both in the tummy, and they giggled and it warmed my heart. When I looked up, I saw that Sondra and Emily didn’t have any kids at the face painting booth, and I pointed behind the kids, gasping~ Look! You want to get your face painted? They can do anything you want. They can even put glitter on it. ~I got an exaggerated yes, and I pointed over to the booth, Sondra catching my eye and waving, pushing Emily’s shoulder and she waved too.~ See those ladies over there? They have the paints and if you’ll go and sit with them, they’ll paint something really cool! ~I stood, looking at Lyric, a genuine look of contentment as I led the way, Story and Lennon keeping pace with me. I knew I wanted to see more of him, and I could honestly say that the kids...no, my mind was going far too far ahead of itself. When they hopped in the chairs, I turned to Lyric, my stomach flipping a bit, the butterflies going into overdrive, I wanted to touch those curls of his, or his lips, with mine, but instead, I settled for looking in those pretty blue eyes.~ I...I would really like it if you came to dinner tonight. Story and Lennon will be fine. Please? ~I wet my bottom lip and pulled it between my teeth, biting down lightly as I waited~

Lyric: 《My grin stretched wide at her answer as I tipped a wink at her. The fact that she was willing to play along, to play with my kids...well it put an extra thump in my chest that I couldn't deny. Part of it was just her nature, outgoing, friendly, but I don't think she'd go out of her way to be a personal guide around the activities for just anyone. At least I hoped not. Walking beside her as the kids ran ahead to the face painting station, I dipped my head to speak by her ear.》 My favorite color is blue too. Especially sparkling blue eyes. 《Grinning as we made it to where the twins were already seated, pointing at a laminated page of pictures to show what they wanted. Story was going to be a butterfly today, and Lennon Spider-Man. My son new a great classic comic book character as well as the more popular ones.》 Alright, you too. Remember, you have to sit very still so these nice ladies can work. 《Fishing into my pocket for some cash, I knew their tips would be well earned by the time they finished. A teasing smirk lifted my lips as I turned to face Austen, barely resisting the urge to put my arm around her.》 Are you getting your face paint? A flower on your cheek for the garden queen, maybe? But yes, I think we can manage dinner. What do you think, T.T? Do we want to have dinner at Ms. Austen’s house? 《The roaring cheers that caused a streak of face paint on a cheek each had me barking a laugh.》 There you have it. Don't say I didn't warn you.

Austen: ~Sparkling blue eyes. That voice. It was as dreamy as the boy attached to it. The rest of the day, I found reasons to touch his shoulder, or his hand, showing the kids around and letting them play. Nan, my sister in law, showed up later with my niece and nephew, and the four of them seemed to hit it off well. The sun was getting ready to set, most of the crowd was gone, and I sat across from Lyric at the picnic tables as we watched Story and Lennon play on the new playground equipment that had been delivered yesterday. I rested my elbow on the table and set my chin in my hand, looking at the curly-haired cutie.~ So your favorite color is blue. Music? Hobbies besides rescuing girls with old cars? ~I grinned, reaching out and drawing patterns on the top of his hand, answering my own questions first~ I like a lot of different stuff. You could call it fold music. I’m not too eclectic, but I am particular. I...garden. And I like to read. I’m actually pretty boring. Besides working at the shop, I really have no life. I’ve met a few people since moving here three years ago, but I don’t know, I just keep to myself mostly. ~I noticed everyone packing up, too content here to offer help and I’m sure they’d give me a hard time tonight. I was looking forward to having everyone at the house. It was big and sometimes felt too empty.~ Your pack sounds nice. I never thought to meet the local pack before. I guess I should have. ~ I yawn a little, the day started early for me, and a lot had gone on~ Why do you call the kids T.T?

Lyric: 《For an unexpected invite from a virtual stranger, I couldn't have picked a better day if I'd planned one thoroughly. Everyone was so welcoming and friendly. It was easy to see where Austen got some of it from, although I knew a lot of it was just her inner light. At least that's what my mom would have called it. She would like Austen. Damn...I hadn't thought about my parents in ages. Pulled back from my thoughts by her questions, I turned from watching where the twins were playing to look into her own startlingly gorgeous blue eyes. 》 Music? Anything, with a few exceptions. I was raised on the classics. Beatles, Stones, Dead. So Rock is usually my go to, but the kids like to have dance parties, so pop music works for them. I'm training em right though. Story likes Lucky In The Sky With Diamonds. Lenny prefers the walrus song. 《Chuckling, I glanced their way then back to her, almost blushing as she watched me so intently, her touches felt good too. Real good. The more I'd gotten through the day, the more I'd wanted.》 Hobbies? Well, them mostly. We're going to attempt t-ball this spring. That should be interesting. 《Pushing my fingers through my hair, I lifted a shoulder.》 My pack is nice. More an extended family than anything formal, but that's the way we like it. The support and loyalty is there. 《Brows popping at the next question, I shook my head as my grin stretched wider.》 T.T. is Taylor Twins, or Terrible Twosome, depending on their moods or mine. 《Hearing a ruckus, my head snapped in their direction, just as they lunged for each other, whatever the cause, their exhaustion from a full day would have it escalating quickly.》 And that's the signal. Hopefully they'll shut their eyes for a few minutes on the ride to your place. 《Pushing to stand, I kept an eye on the kids, letting them roll around for a minute but making sure they didn't hurt each other. They were pups after all.》 Is there anything else you need help cleaning up with?

Austen: ~I didn’t want to take my eyes off him, but I followed his gaze and watched the kids go at it. It wasn’t anything new, having seen the other pack members approach discipline the same way, and I shake my head, seeing everything almost put away~ Nope. They have everything. Want to head to the house? I can show you where you can lay Story and Lennon down if you need to. ~I bit my lip, looking around, and Brent just grinned when I stared at him and he shook his head. I felt his amusement and a blush colored my cheeks as I watched Lyric deal with the kids and bring them back to where we were sitting. I smiled a little at them both, sticking out my tongue and making them laugh, only to look innocently up at their dad~ Can I ride with you? I rode here with Brent because he has a big truck, and he’s not ready to leave yet, so… ~I waited, smiling bright, but then a yawn took me over again, and I rubbed my cheeks and then my eyes~ They might not be the only ones a little worn out. ~I laughed and smiled softly, standing as well and stretching high up~ I’ll come back tomorrow and supervise the installation of the rest of the equipment, but that’s it. I need to clean up the flower beds a little, throw down some wood chips, but everything else is fine. ~My stomach chose that moment to grumble, and I laughed, holding it, and looked at Story and Lennon and made a wide-eyed face~ Was that you? Or you? That was you! That wasn’t me! ~They laughed, shaking their head and pointing at me, and I stuck out my tongue again~

Lyric: I think heading out works for them. 《Chuckling as I made my way back to Austen’s side after refereeing the impromptu wrestling match, I couldn't contain my grin at her little tired antics. How was so so cute and yet sexy at the same time? Maybe it was that impish little lip bite.》 Maybe I can swing by and help with the rest tomorrow? If you need the extra hands. 《Nodding my head towards the car, I laughed as her stomach growled, my own flipping with a thrill as she yet again took to playing with the twins. Even if she wasn't trying, she was scoring all sorts of brownie points.  I could tell they liked her too. If they didn't, Story would be glued to my hip, and Lennon would be growling at random. That was always fun to explain. But, not with Austen...that was a really good sign. Shaking my head with a low chuckle, I buckled both kids into their seats before coming around to the open passenger side door. Leaning in, I made like I was inspecting her belt buckle, when all I really wanted was another whiff of her scent. Cotton and Lavender...and dirt. But I'm sure that was just from today.》 Do you need help buckling? 《Flashing a grin, I moved on impulse, leaning in to plant a quick kiss to her cheek. Lowering my voice as the twins started singing their car songs in the back, I held her gaze.》 I just wanted to say thank you for today. I know they had a great time. And so did I. So in case I have to bolt quickly tonight because of meltdown central, I wanted to make sure I got in a proper thank you. So thank you. Again. 《Ducking out of her side before she saw me blushing with embarrassment over my rambling. Rounding the car, I climbed behind the wheel and started the engine, picking up the tune they were singing mid verse.》 We all live in a yellow submarine…

Austen: ~We sang for a little while, and I hummed, or listened, but I couldn’t get that sweet kiss off my mind. He smelled of cheezits and a cologne I couldn’t place and gentleness. I know it sounds weird to give a characteristic a smell, but it’s true. He smelled tender and if he handn’t ducked out when he did, I was going to swipe a feel of his hair. I knew it would feel wonderful, and his skin soft, and his...I shook myself out of that, watching in the rear view as the two munchkins fought to stay awake, but ten minutes in, they were out.~ You may get your hope after all. ~And even though I was nervous, and I didn’t know if this was okay with the kids in the back, I trusted him enough to tell me...so reached over and took one of his hands and slipped it into mine. I held it for a moment, then turned his palm up, grinning a bit and tracing the lines there.~ You have a long heart line. That’s a good thing. ~I trace the heart line till it ends, between the forefinger and ring finger~ It ends between Jupiter and Saturn. That means you’re going to find pure, true love in your lifetime. ~I point to the small break in the line, careful that he keeps his eyes on the road~ That means you’ve known heartache. But your heartline is long after that, meaning it was early in life. ~I give the palm of his hand one last sweep with mine, laughing lightly~ Just a hobby. ~As we pull in, my eyes go wide, one car standing out among all the others—a blue Mercedes. My mother. I turn to Lyric, practically beaming~ My Mom made it! You get to meet my mom! ~Just as I said it, the door opened and my mom walked out, and I couldn’t get out of the car fast enough, up the steps, throwing my arms around her~ You made it! I missed you. ~I hung on for a long moment, but didn’t hesitate, turning as Lyric and the kids got out of the car~ This is Lyric Taylor, and his daughter Story, his son Lennon. This is my mom, Bethany James. ~She extended her hand, first to Lennon, who shook it, then to Story, who was a little more hesitant, and finally to Lyric, her smile likely from all she’d heard from the family. “It’s a pleasure, Lyric, truly. Come on in. I bet you guys are starving, aren’t you?”~

Lyric: 《 A glance in the rear view mirror, seeing two blonde head lulled to the side,  had a small smirk ticking my lips. When Austen took my hand, my stomach did that flipping thing again. Her hands were so soft. Brows raised in interest as she read my palm, I could listen to her talk all day. Chuckling as she told me about my love life and future, I nodded. I knew psychic readings were mostly guess work, but I'd always liked the kitschy trade. 》That sounds about right, but new love sounds good too. 《Glancing sideways, I smirked, making the last turn onto her street. 》 I have a feeling you have a lot of hobbies…《I barely put the Escalade into park when the bouncing shewolf beside me was squealing something about her mom before bolting from her seat. Chuckling as I watched her bum rush a woman that had just walked out of the house, I knew exactly where Austen got her killer looks from. A look over my shoulder told me that, as usual, a parked care meant they were awake.》 Okay, you two, lots of new people here, but they'll all be really nice. The kids you played with earlier will be here too. Think we can be good pups? 《Sleepy grins and nods was the best I was gonna get and that was just fine with me. Unbuckling them both, I let them climb out of the side closest to the house, smiling as I walked over to Austen and her older, carbon copy. Extending my hand, I shook hers realizing that I'd now met just about Austen’s entire family on our first date...if this even was a date?》 It's a pleasure to meet you, Mrs. James. I think you made your daughter's day by showing up. 《Chuckling, I followed the two women I to the house, Story’s hand in mine as Lennon, fearless as ever, snuck his way inside to check out the place.》

Austen: ~My mother brushed my hair back as we walked in and placed a kiss on my forehead, her way of saying we’d talk later. She could tell that Lyric was important, and I loved her for that. She was my closest confidant, knew all my secrets, and being the only girl, we were thick as thieves. She was supportive, yet had high expectations for me, and encouraged me to do whatever my heart desired. She was part of the reason, if not the whole reason, I was living so far away from the pack. She’d understood my need for independence, and she was the driving force behind getting my dad behind the move and buying the shop.

I watched her walk into the kitchen, turning to Lyric and winking at Story.~ Okay. I don’t know about you, but I’m starving. Come on. ~I weaved my way through the kitchen, keeping them close, and tried to swat away more noogies than I wanted as I passed by uncles, cousins, and friends of the pack. There wasn’t an inch of my home not filled, and it felt good.

I made a plate, of course fajitas because steak, and jumped a little to see Lyric’s head in the crowd. I caught his eye and motioned outside, slipping out into the back yard where the kids were playing in the yard, along with a few of my family that wasn’t inside.

Clearing us a seat, I waited for Lyric. I wondered if this was too much. I mean, I was used to these people, but...I just shook my head and sighed. I’d always been convinced that the right person in my life wouldn’t be bothered by my family. As much as I craved independence, it wasn’t from them. I pushed the juice I’d picked up for Lennon and Story, apple and berry, over to the side, grinning as I looked up. They’d plugged in my lights, the ones I’d found at an auction for much less than they were worth, but they were vintage and really cool strung up around the back yard. Resting my chin in my hand, propping it on the table, I imagined a dreamy boy and a midnight kiss right here, under the stars, and I sighed. Maybe one day.~

Lyric: 《Okay, her family was enormous. I thought there had been a lot of them at the park but there were even more here. Or they just looked bigger all crammed into the kitchen. Either way, I was thankful that the older kids took it upon themselves to take Lennon and Story to the backyard so they didn't get under foot. Normally I'd be wary of them.being out of my sight, but there was such an overwhelming feeling of welcome and safety here, I knew they'd be safe. If there was one thing that ran true in every pack, it was that the pups were precious. Always protected. What I could see of Austen’s place was very...her. Bright colors in every room. An eclectic collection of knick knacks, mismatched furniture that all went  together somehow. More hi how are ya’s as we fixed plates, it was interesting to watch her family dynamic. I liked it. Having mastered making plates for me and the kids over the years, I piled one with everything they’d like then made one for myself, with an extra empty plate to divide theirs. Sooner or later they'd need their own plates, but while they were still little, I was a one man pro. Taking a deep breath when we pushed outside, her yard spoke to her personality as much as her house did. The lantern lights strung around the perimeter and hanging in the trees were perfect in the setting sun. Happy for the time to sit and talk with her, I didn't force the twins to eat, knowing that they'd come over and graze when they wanted something. We talked about everything and nothing. Random family members would come over with friendly jibes, try to embarrass Austen in that way that only family can. My and hurt from laughing as a couple of her brothers told a story about a pigtailed Austen in her church dress coming home covered in mud and crying over a skinned knee after wrestling with another pup. Just picturing it had me crying laughing. Looking around at the now dark, but for the lights, yard, my stomach dropped momentarily when I didn't see the twins. She must have noticed the panic on my face as I sat up straight, about to jump from my seat, because in the next moment, Austen’s mom laid her hand on my shoulder and told me that they were curled up inside on the couch, snoozing away. Relieved, I thanked her as,she waved it away, complimenting what good kids they were. Smiling across to where Austen sat, I leaned over the arm of the Adirondack chair I now sat in, and laid my my hand over hers.》 Now if I can get them home and into bed still asleep, this will have been an award winning day. It's only missing one thing…

Austen: ~I turned my palm over and took his hand, hearing the soft music playing and looking around. Everyone had made themselves scarce, and I tried not to think of them watching through windows, but as I looked over at the boy in the chair, I really didn’t care. A slow song came on, Ed Sheeran, that one about growing old, oh...I didn’t care. I’d never been much for ceremony, of the guy asking the girl, so I just stood and tugged on our joined hands, not saying a word. I pulled the dreamy one out into the middle of the yard as the music played, and I looked down at his feet, up at his face, then stepped into his dance space and slowly let go of his hand and slipped both of mine over his shoulders to touch behind his neck. I never took my eyes off his, and when he finally got the picture, we began to move, and my cheeks got way red.~ I was homeschooled, given my dad was alpha and, at that time, we were likely to pick up and move at any time. So I didn’t get to go to all the school dances, and proms, but I really, really wanted to. My brothers were long out of high school, and I used to look at their pictures, with their dates all dressed up, with all the jewelry, and I used to imagine what it would be like. Then, do you keep up with social media? Around prom, they do those promposals? They’re so sweet! ~I grinned, looking up at him, I hummed along a little bit with the song, and my heart was beating so hard. This was straight out of those sappy Sunday movies I watched, and I loved every second of it...until I felt myself step on his toe~ Oh...my god. I’m sorry! I’m sorry. ~I hid my face against his chest and laughed, looking up and poking my lip out.~ I promise. I can dance. Kind of. I’m just… ~I dissolved into laughter again, just turning my head and trying to keep us moving, but I was evidently on my own, and I stepped on both his feet this time.~ Oh. Em. Gee. I’m so sorry, Lyric…  ~I reached up and covered my mouth as I tried to hide my embarrassment, then I began to fan my red cheeks, shaking my head.~

Lyric: 《I was full of cheesy grinning when she pulled me to my feet, and for a second debated pulling back so that she landed in my lap, but I was behaving myself. A low chuckle rumbled my chest as she positioned us to dance under her back yard lights with God knew who peeking from the window. It was corny, but I must happened to love corny. Arms around her tiny waist, I tucked her petite form against me as we began a slightly awkward side step in a circle. Leave it to Ed Sheeran to set the mood. For a Muppet looking ginger, he sure knew how to write a ballad. Alright, Austen was already gorgeous, but I think she must have picked these lantern light things because she knew how good they'd make her look. Smirking at my own thought, I grunted at the first toe smash. Chuckling, I shook my head as she apologized profusely, loving the color that spread over her cheeks.》 It's alright, cutie, I got ten of em. 《Barely finishing the sentence before she was testing the theory, I shuffled my feet back out of striking distance, cracking up laughing as she collapsed in giggling apologies against my chest. She fit nice there too. Tipping her chin up, I was grinning from ear to ear as our eyes met.》 Unacceptable. Only one way to make it better. 《Dipping my head, I brushed my lips over the plush softness of hers, tentatively at first, reading her reaction. Getting exactly the one I wanted as she leaned up to me, I slanted my lips fully over hers, keeping the kiss slow and gentle, just enough to let her know I was interested. More than…》

Austen: ~You read about it in books, and you see it on the movies, but until it happens to you it’s all a pipe dream. Alpha’s daughter. Need I say more? But this boy in front of me, good lord. I raised up on my toes and placed my hands on his face, following him, letting him lead, and it was like some silent message I wanted to read again and again. I slid my hands behind his neck and then did what I’d wanted to do all day: I ran my fingers through those curls and groaned into our kiss as they slipped through my fingers and he responded to my touch. I’d been kissed before, but not by someone who knew how. Like him. I could barely breathe, my eyes fluttered closed, and I shut the whole world out except for his scent and his touch and his lips, good lord his lips. Soft and needy, and the way he moved them against mine…

“That’s enough, Austen.”

My back straightened, and I instantly pulled back. I didn’t need to turn to see who that voice belonged to.~

Dad, please…

~I heard the door open and close, still too embarrassed to turn toward them.

“Jim, she’s twenty-two years old. Don’t you think…”

“No. Go back inside, Beverly. Now.”

My back to my dad, I looked up at Lyric and grinned. My mother didn’t like to be ordered around. At. All. And she didn’t stand for it.

“I suggest you remember who you’re talking to, alpha.”

I heard my dad sigh. “Honey, she’s too young to be out here with…”

“No. She’s not. She lives on her own, pays her own bills, owns her own business for god’s sake, and she’s earned the right to a life. Now go. Inside.”

I could feel my father staring at me, then at Lyric, and his alpha whatever was thick around us. Nothing new to me, but when I heard the door close, I finally turned around. It’s a girl thing. When you see your mom, with that look, that “Oh, honey,” look, you just tear up.

I wiped my hands over my eyes as she walked over, brushing my hair back from my face. “He’s just being a father, sweetie.”

Then she looked at Lyric. “I’m sure when it’s time for Story to start dating, you’ll feel the same. It’s innate.”

I tried to smile, but when she laughed at me, I wrapped my arms around Lyric’s body and hugged him tight, laying my head on his chest.

“We’re going to go. We love you very much, and as soon as you two can break away, bring those gorgeous children up to the lands and we’ll make a day of it, Alright?”~

Yes ma’am. ~ I nodded, only letting go of Lyric to hug her once more, and then I watched her go, hugging the cute boy beside me. And I had to be realistic~

So that’s my dad, the Alpha of the Northeastern pack. He won’t get better. Likely, he’ll get worse. So, if that’s a deal breaker, I understand. You’re wouldn’t be the first to decide against it, and I wouldn’t blame you at all.

Lyric: 《 I was an idiot. I got so swept up in the girl I've been thinking about kissing all day, that I completely forgot where we were and that she still had family lingering all over the place. My spin stiffened as soon as I heard her father, and Lyric Jr, who'd been perking to attention made a hasty retreat. I just hoped I got out of here with him in tact. I stood, stock still watching the interplay between the alpha and his wife, and damn if I didn't like Beverly James more and more by the second. I spent my entire life surrounded by strong women, my own mother, my Alpha and the rest of the women in my pack, Mrs. James ranked right up there with them. When the Alpha’s push weighed on my shoulder, it took everything in me not to let my knees buckle. I didn't know proper protocol here, I should probably find out what it was if I was going to spend more time with Austen, but he wasn't my Alpha, and my wolf let me know that bowing to him wasn't something we had to do. Respect, yes, but not submission. The last thing I wanted was another woman pissed at me. When Austen’s mom put her foot down, and he went back in the house, a move I could tell he would only do for her, I relaxed visibly.》 Thank you, Mrs. James. I owe you...several. 《Chuckling nervously, I hadn't felt this abashed since I had been a kid caught kissing the pretty girl in the school yard. Odd for a twenty six year old father of two. Grimacing at the comment about Story dating, my stomach damn near dropped out.》 Nope. Uh uh. She's forbidden to grow up. We're already in negotiations about this turning five business. 《Tensions sufficiently easing away as she laughed and made her way back inside, I really liked the was Austen snuggled back up against my chest, my arms tightening to keep her there. Her deal breaker comment had me snorting as I shook my head.》 Hey, I don't blame your dad. He probably has higher expectations for you than some mechanic...your mom on the other hand. 《Cringing dramatically, I rubbed a hand over my nape.》 Please don't ever let me endup on her bad side.

Austen: ~I looked up at Lyric and wrinkled my nose, and tried my best to sound as diplomatic as my mother...though I doubted I’d ever get there.~ One, you’re a good man, Lyric, and an excellent father. Two, my father’s expectations aren’t relevant to me. He can have them all day long, but they mean nothing. And three… ~I pursed my lips and slid them to the side, keeping back my traitor tears. This was just a really emotional day, and I needed to get ahold of myself and step back into the grown-up world.~ It doesn’t matter to me if you’re a mechanic. Or a doctor. Or if you sell...vacuum cleaners. ~I reached up and wiped my eyes again, placing my hand against Lyric’s chest and looking up into his eyes. I hated that mine were probably red and puffy now, but at least he’d know that I meant it, and that it was coming from my heart.~ I can’t imagine what life has been like for you, raising Story and Lennon on your own. My dad would be an idiot if he didn’t see what a strong man you were, and anyone who can’t see the goodness, the kindness in you is...not a good person themselves. Don’t compare yourself to anyone else, Lyric. No one’s walked your path, only you. And it breaks my heart to think that you’d see yourself as less than what you are because you deserve more than that. You deserve happiness and breakfast in bed and to lay your head down every night and know you’re loved. ~I sniffled a bit and wiggled my nose, laying my cheek against your chest again~ I think you’re awesome. ~I looked inside, seeing the house empty now, my voice low~ We should go check on the kids.

Lyric:

《Looking at her in bemusement, I could only shake my head. She took my quip about being a mechanic and ran with it, hadn't she? Chuckling low, I cupped her cheek, tilting her chin up so she can see the sincerity in my eyes.》 I shouldn't have been so self deprecating when we barely know each other. Thank you so much for seeing me as you do. Before the attack…《Grimacing as I push that particular memory far from my mind,》 I walked the runways of fashion week in L.A., New York, Milan… I'm not bragging. That life is completely foreign to me now, but I assure you, I have no lack of confidence. 《Smirking, I tip a wink at her adorable, cry reddened face, swiping my thumb over her cheeks》 So please, don't cry, little bit. Not for me. I could never regret the turns my life has taken because...well, you've met them. And everything in my life has lead me here. 《Glancing around the yard before meeting her eyes again, my grin wide and genuine.》And here seems like a pretty great place to be, right now. Can't think of anywhere else I'd want to be. 《Linking my fingers with hers, I squeezed, back walking as I tugged her with me towards the house.》

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