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“His name is Casen and yes he is. Trouble maker but he is a good kid unfortunately he has a tendency to speak before thinking” I tell her and she shrugs.
“It didn’t bother me, I could tell he meant no harm by asking, I would be curious too” she says. I pull her inside out of the cool breeze and shut the door.
“How many are on border patrol tonight, don’t you think he is a little young to run patrol?” She asks.
“20, he likes doing it, keeps his mind off everything plus it is a full moon. They hate being locked inside on a full moon” She nods before looking at me.
“Were you going for a run with them, you can go. I will be fine on my own” She says.
“No, I was just checking on them, besides Malik is probably kicking his ass right now for what he said” I laugh, knowing Malik, he is probably giving him a tongue lashing while kicking his ass to the border.
“He wouldn’t hurt him though?” She asks worriedly.
“No, Malik is his carer, Malik looks after him and his twin brother. We may be rough around the edges but we are not child abusers Sage ” She lets out a breath before walking toward the kitchen and I follow after her and watch as she walks to the fridge and grabs a bottle of water out before offering me one. I shake my head and she closes the fridge. I look at the clock on the door of the fridge and see it is only 3AM. Damn Zane waking me up.
“Are you coming back to bed?” She asks, looking up at me. Her eyes flicker black for a second and I know Sierra is observing and Donnie instantly reacts to seeing her, lurching forward and making me stumble forward as he fights for control. He had been constantly pestering me wanting to speak to
Sage so he could apologise. I force him back with a growl and he recedes whining in my head.
I half expected her to freak out but she was just staring at me curiously. I grip her hand tugging her back to the bedroom. She instantly removes my dressing gown and climbs in bed before placing her bottle of water on the bedside table.
“Can I ask why you hate rogues so much?” She asks. I watch her for a second while she gets comfortable before climbing in next to her. I knew it was pointless, I wouldn’t be able to fall back asleep but I would wait until she does before getting some work done.
“I don’t hate rogues, not all rogues anyway”
“Not all rogues?” She asks and I know she still considers herself a rogue.
“I used to be a rogue, I know what it’s like out there, my entire pack or what’s left of it were originally rogues. I was born rogue and remained rogue until I was teen when our pack earnt enough money to buy the land and build this place”
“You were born a rogue, yet kill rogues?” She says, her eyebrows scrunching up.
“Yes, I was a rogue like you, when my father came to the pack when I was 11 our rogue camp had grown but we were without a leader, the elders in our camp asked him to become Alpha”
“Ok so your dad abandoned you then come back but what about Kat?” She asks and I sigh.
“Kat’s father is my biological father but he isn’t my dad” I tell her, yet saying those words didn’t feel right anymore. Derrick had been good since coming back into my life and I hated to admit it but I had slipped a few times and called him dad.
Remembering the man that was around briefly but was a good father before he left. Sometimes I see that man still in him and I love seeing him be that man he once was for me with Kat. But the damage was done and I don’t think it can be repaired. Also the guilt that comes with calling him dad when I was raised by another man, one who showed me what being man is and loved me like his own made me feel like I was being disrespectful to the man that raised me. I knew deep down he wouldn’t mind because he was the sort of man that forgave easily and understood me but that didn’t make the guilt any less.
“Derrick Kat’s and my father. He left when I was young and never returned when he found his mate, then he had Kat with Katherine. Same father, different mothers” I tell her and she nods finally understanding.
“So why do you hate some rogues then?”
“Because rogues helped the man whose pack attacked mine, he is dead now but the rogues are still alive. But that isn’t the reason I have been hunting them it is part of it but not all”
“What’s all of it then, I want to understand, ” She says, reaching for her water.
“My pack isn’t even a quarter of the size it once was, we used to be the second biggest pack, now we are the smallest in the country and a pack of rogues has realised our Pack is smaller then their rogue pack, seeing it as an opportunity” I tell her not wanting to scare her but maybe it will help if she understands.
“They want to take over your pack” She says letting out a breath.
“What will you do when you find this rogue pack?” She asks.
“Not sure but from what information I have received they outnumber us, and they have been getting closer and closer to the border, some even have slipped through” I tell her hoping she doesn’t think I can’t keep her safe here.
” I don’t like you torturing them. In a way I can understand but no one’s life is worth a little bit of information Andrei” She says chewing her thumb nail like she thought I would become mad at her voicing her opinion.
“Sometimes it is necessary Sage”
“Is it though, making someone suffer for gain, is it really necessary or just a quick way to get what you want, a way to make you feel in control?” She says. I don’t bother answering because she was right.
“You should sleep, we have a big day tomorrow, well today” I tell her.
“Doing what?” She asks, yawning while snuggling under the comforter.
“Going to see my sister and you can meet our niece and nephew, Kat invited us over for lunch” I tell her and she smiles and nods before closing her eyes. I watch her sleep and when I am sure she is asleep,
I climb out of bed and head for my office.
Ezra POV
It was early morning when I finally walked in the door after patrol duty. The sun is just starting to come up. I close the door as quietly as possible before reaching down and tugging my shoes off and placing them by the door. I head for the showers on the bottom floor. It had been a few weeks since the twins were born and we were all dead on our feet, functioning on autopilot, our days blurring to one long never ending one. Mateo barely leaves the house and Kat is suffering from baby blues. I don’t know what we all thought parenthood would be like, we all had ideas but didn’t expect it to be this tiring.
They never slept or if one did the other was awake screaming the place down. Yet as I step further into the house to head toward the bathroom downstairs. I stop when I see a figure on the couch and
Mateo’s scent hits me, making me wander into the living room. I look over the back of the couch to find him asleep with Marabella and Eziah on his chest.
I run my fingers through his hair but he doesn’t stir completely out. I was about to go shower before stopping once again. Paranoia eating at me, in case his arms go limp and he drops one. I know he would never forgive himself so I quickly walk back over to him and walk around the couch. They are both rolled up tightly in their blankets looking like baby burritos. I carefully take Marebella first before slipping my hand under Eziah’s butt to the back of his head and picking him up and cradling him in my other arm.
Mateo is still dead to the world and I chuckle at the sight of him, surely he couldn’t be comfortable sleeping like that but I wasn’t game enough to wake him knowing he wasn’t getting much sleep. I was faring a little better than the both of them, sleeping in the spare room so I could help with training and border patrol but still the extra work was slowly catching up with me.
I quietly walk upstairs to the bedroom and into the nursery. I place Eziah in his crib before turning to put
Marabella in hers when she starts to stir. Shit! I think to myself, my paranoia was going to wake the entire bloody household up.
“Put her in with Eziah ” Maddox says in my head and I turn looking at his crib for a second. Kat was going to kill me. She was paranoid about SIDS, constantly checking they were breathing and tucked in their blankets tight enough, even the position they lay in had her up and checking them. The word was even banned from the house, just mentioning SIDS was a bad omen Kat would say. But Maddox had been saying to put them together since they were born, yet we never tried it not wanting to upset Kat.
“I place Marabella next to him before grabbing the little baby blanket and tucking it into the sides of the mattress to hold them in place. Marabella squirmed a bit and I held my breath as I watched her, waiting for her ear piercing scream when she turned her face toward Eziah, both of them breathing in each other’s faces when she huffs before going back to sleep.
I quietly sneak out, tip toeing and making sure to avoid the one creaky floorboard in this room, every time one of us left the nursery was a mission. Since they have been born I have learnt how noisy the house is. I knew every floorboard on this floor that creaked, knew which door handles jiggled too loudly, every noise this house made, had us cringing as we stepped out of the nursery, like playing a game of hopscotch to avoid any noises that would wake the twins. Using the bathroom up here was a huge no, no if you didn’t want Kat to skin you alive. The pipes always groaned so if they weren’t awake, I never used it. Grabbing the baby monitor, I find Kat sleeping face down, spread eagle on the bed naked except her bra. I shake my head when I see my pillow propped under her and can guarantee it will be covered in breast milk.
“We need to tarp the bed, those boobs are like fountains now” Maddox says and I stifle my laugh.
I head back down the stairs and slip into the bathroom and turn on the shower. I placed the baby monitor on the sink basin where I could still see it. It had a little camera so I could see them sleeping in
Eziah’s crib. I strip off before hopping under the hot spray and wetting my face before grabbing the soap and washing myself.
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