"Oh sweet boy. Why didn't wake me?" Sean asks, pulling the boy to he and Bo's side. He strokes Xander's hair, watching as his eyes flutter open. "Are you okay sweetheart? Why didn't you wake us?"

"I'm okay Papa. It was just a little dream." Xander says, rubbing his eyes and snuggling closer. Bo groans and he flinches, peeking up at both men.

"Not now honey." Sean warns, feeling Bo's cock harden beneath him. "Xander had a bad dream." He says, watching Bo's eyes pop open and his expression sober immediately. He turns grinning at Xander. "Do you want to talk about it?"

"Not really. It was just a dream about... all this being a dream." Xander says blushing. "I had so much fun yesterday and I really felt, like I was part of the family. It was great and I guess I was scared it wasn't real."

"Oh sweetheart." Sean carefully slides off of Bo, pulling the boy into his arms and rocking him. "You're definitely part of the family and it's all very real. We all love you, very much."

"I love you too Papa. The whole family, I love them all." Xander glances over at the cell phone and laptop on the nightstand. "Your phone was making noises earlier Papa. Maybe it's important? I'll go pee, so you two can put on some pants." He giggles and scurries off the bed.

"Cheeky little brat." Sean grins, reaching over to check the notifications on his cell. He sees a couple of emails from Carl and takes a deep breath.

"Put some pants on before you check baby." Bo teases, handing him his underwear and a pair of shorts.

"Hmm, twenty years together and you rarely tell me to put clothes on." Sean winks, hurrying to shimmy into the clothing. "Usually, you're the reason I don't have anything on at all."

"Ugh, stop teasing me." Bo has to adjust himself in his jeans quickly, the bathroom door opening. "Let's go get breakfast while Papa checks his emails." He tells Xander, the boy glancing curiously at Sean.

   As the two leave the room, Sean nervously turns to pull his laptop onto the bed. He takes a deep breath and opens the earliest email from Carl.

   Dear Luna, I'll talk it over with the others and get back to you immediately. I trust your judgement. It would be so, freeing if we didn't have to hide ourselves so completely from the rest of the world. Sincerely, Carl.

  Sean grins, at least one of the four clan leaders thinks the same as he does. He notices the second email was sent little more than an hour after the first and closes his eyes to prepare for a refusal. He opens his eyes, biting his lip as he clicks to open the second email.

   Dear Luna! It was a unanimous vote of consent. We trust you have our best interests at heart, you'll want to protect your family as well. Please, feel free to reach out to me with any questions about the clan. The more the lycan's know about us, the easier it may be to accept us. Thank you for your efforts and your help. Please, do stay safe. Sincerely, Carl.

   Sean breathes a sigh of relief and shoots a quick response back. He promises to be careful and reach out with any questions or concerns his pack clan members can't answer. Which admittedly, will be a lot. He creates an anonymous user account on the lycan website and just sits for a moment in silence. How is he suppose to bring these two groups of people together? There's a knock on the door and he looks up to see Jack holding a tray and smiling at him.

"Dad said he thought you might be up here for a bit." Jack grins, crossing the room to set the tray beside his Father and take a seat with him for a minute. "You shouldn't skip breakfast Papa, no matter how important you think what you're doing is. My little brother or sister is important too." He winks, watching his Father blush and rub his stomach.

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