An Alpha's Love

Bonus Chapter. II

Christmas blessings.

Linden.

"London Ralliel Everlin put down your sister this instant and get your ass upstairs!" My husband yelled as he looked at our firstborn more like one half of the firstborn, he was cheeky, just like him, a little rebellious but what seven year old wasn't, he immediately put down his baby sister around her toys and made a dash for the stairs, obviously he didn't want a time out from his father.

"What am I going to do with him." Emric mumbled walking into the kitchen where I was busy going from one pot to another, I was finishing up on Christmas eve dinner but when you have a family as large as mine and eats thrice as much you cook more than fifteen dishes and they still wouldn't be enough. "Hello to you too my love." I exclaimed and immediately I was engulfed by a pair of very large arms and warmth that always comforted me. "Hello mama, I missed you, is there anyway I could just have you for the day." He whined knowing full well why and how I had been busy.

"If we didn't have kids that would've been possible, but alas it's nigh possible a feat." I replied rubbing my almost showing baby bump, yes we were on baby number four, time had moved fast or we had kids much faster, hopefully I can take a break when this one pops out. "That reminds me." Emric exclaims crouching down to face my stomach. "Hello little peanut, it's your papa, you and I gonna have so much fun." The rest was gibberish whilst he was tucked under my off shoulder tee shirt, I didn't mean for it to droop but rather it wasn't mine to begin with, I couldn't resist wearing my husband's clothes, they were too damn alluring not to.

I checked my cooking with Emric now nuzzling my stomach, wolf culture wasn't lost on me, I was married to one and all my kids had wolves, they were just waiting to turn in a few years time, I just never really got used to it, how the great alpha Emric Everlin, mountain of a man was turned into a puddle of gooey sentimentality and fields of lilies and daisies by just his kids, that I would never understand. It was Christmas eve, though it was a Christian holiday not many wolves recognized it, some wolves recognized it as a way to be together in harmony, be thankful to the goddess for the gifts of life they had received.

Others like my children were more inclined to just believe it was a day to eat your weight quadruple, fill yourself with an assortment of meat that no one could resist, then after that give their cutest puppy dog faces so that they would get more than one present, along with presents came competition for who wore it best or who had more style, the Nile family had been beaten by the Heathen family last year, this year the winners were tied between the Everlins and the Heathens, somehow the Heathens had a secret weapon, called Matheo, cutest child I'd ever seen and I would know, my mate and I made beautiful kids of our own.

Despite the intense competition, Ralliel somehow bonded with Savage, the two are a few months apart so it didn't take much for them to get along, often I have to fly to Algiers then travel to Sydney Falls just so that the two could have a week together, of course, Ralliel's brother tags along too, he loves playing with the twins, Aries and Heathen's third born twins. It's always hectic but our lives have pretty much been intertwined even though we live so far apart.

"Are you done talking gibberish to our child?" I questioned my husband as he rose to his full seven-foot height, he was still scrumptious even after years of being together. "Yes I am, now would you like to detox, de-stress in a nice warm bath." He was tempting my hormones, he knew how pregnancy drove my sex drive through the roof, and with his own already too high to even bother with, he was dangling the apple I wanted to take a bite into but I had to resist, he came closer pressing me onto the breakfast bar. "I will be quick, I promise." He gently whispered but I knew what a quickie led to.