Alpha Wyler
I wasn't the biggest fan of Christmas but morale needed to be brought up since I'd fired half the patrol and replaced them with more competent males. That was good for the new patrol members, but a lot of the rejects were butt hurt. One day, they'd appreciate being taken down a notch- it would make their character stronger.
John joined my side as I sipped from the scotch in my hand. “How's it going?”
“It seems fine, so far.”
“No one's drunk yet, so that's a plus.” Johnathan chuckled as he drank some of his beer.
“Hopefully they all keep it together.” I grunted, I wasn't in the mood to watch idiots get too drunk and then have to deal with them. Maybe I should have made it a dry-party.
“Well, at least we won't have to worry about Liv getting drunk like she usually does.” He thought that was funny and even laughed but stopped once he noticed I hadn't.
“How's the patrols?”
“Uh, good, silent on the territory front.”
It was starting to make me nervous that Jackson had vanished but I wasn't going to let on to that. I'd been on so many patrols and missions to uncover information on my brother, it was getting old. He'd literally disappeared and I hoped that meant dead in a ditch somewhere.
“All the boys are quite excited about tonight though. Giving them the night off is what they needed.”
“Yeah. They better not make me regret it.” My eyes went across the room to where Olivia was, I'd mostly stopped listening to my Beta anyway. She was talking with Sara and a bunch of pack members she'd gone to school with – most males. She was being overly friendly and I was pretending not to notice- not that I needed to worry. If she was touched, they were dead.
She needed to socialize with the rest of the pack, not just her young friends, so I headed toward her. Only having to stop about a dozen times to talk to anyone who wanted to compliment the wonderful party, in which I replied, “my pleasure.” Because it was, I'd paid for the whole thing out of my own salary, which had been a gesture of goodwill towards my pack.
I finally got to my Luna as she laughed at a stupid joke one of the males had told.
“Olivia.”
She glanced at me, with a disturbing fire in her eyes. God, I wished I could fuck her until she begged me to stop. that would teach her to not be so insubordinate. I was protecting our pup though. I wasn't gentle enough and she knew that – I'd never been gentle in bed and I never would be. There wasn't any need to put anything in jeopardy at this stage.
“We need to circulate.” I offered her my arm subtly and she hesitated but understood what I wanted. She thought better of defying me in front of the silent group around us and took my arm.
“See you later guys,” she said to her friends as I led her away.
“You can't stay cooped up in the corner, we're hosting this party.”
“You mean, you are.”
I drank some more. She was driving me insane. “Fine, whatever.” I didn't speak like that, but it worked like I planned because it made her double take and stare at me - stunned.
“Olivia, honey!”
We came to a stop as her mother walked toward us. Olivia broke our contact to hug her mom, who then took her cheeks and looked her over with admiration. She wouldn't notice her mother's pride, but I did, because I felt the same way toward my mate.
“Oh, Olivia, you look so perfect! Look at this belly. It's gotten so big since the last time I visited.” Her mother's eyes and warm smile fell on me. “You must be getting excited, Alpha Wyler, your first pup and my daughter is glowing.”
“Very.” I replied, stepping into my mate and kissing her temple as my hand covered half her belly. She tensed at first, then relaxed into me, grabbing a hold of my hand on her stomach to keep it there. I wished her mother wasn't in front of us because I wanted to keep kissing her. I wanted to worship her, such a pretty little mate I'd been blessed with and suddenly my heart was pounding in my chest. I couldn't pretend my cock wasn't testing my pants.
Olivia beamed at her mother.
“I just can't wait to meet the wee-one!” Her mother clasped her hands with excitement. “Do you know if it's a boy or a girl?”
“We're going to leave it as a surprise,” I replied, hugging Olivia closer and dropping my empty scotch glass on a tray coming by. I was glad I'd paid more for the extra catering staff.
“That's lovely. I just can't wait to be a grandma!”
Olivia smiled awkwardly at her mother as she came in for a hug. I withdrew, even though my mate clung to my hand to keep me close. It made me smile.
“Mom, you're being a bit... a bit too much,” Olivia spoke softly.
Her mother cupped her face again. “But my daughter is Luna and carried a pup so quick!” She was proud, Olivia was awkward and I was left thinking about the pregnancy. The heed of more and more paranoia for me the closer Olivia got to birthing.
“Uncle Caleb!” I crouched down to grab my niece up as she ran through the pack excitedly, wearing a lovely dress. I'd given Lara the money to buy new clothes for them, she wasn't ready to start a job – I didn't know if she ever would be. Her lack of confidence constantly came out. she was a decent baker though, Silvermoon might be able to put her to use there.
My niece clung to me as I lifted her off the ground. “Very pretty dress.”
“Mommy got it for me.”
“I know, it's lovely.”
Krissy kissed my cheek and I then noticed Olivia and her mother watching.
“And who's this?”
Olivia smiled. “This is Krissy, Caleb's niece. They are staying with us... for...”
“For a bit,” I finished for my mate.
“Oh, that's a lot going on for you.”
Olivia gave her mother a shrug. “It's fine.”
“I know but...” Her mother trailed off, put off that I was housing outside pack members with my Luna pregnant apparently. “Do they not have a pack?”
“It's a long story, mom.” Olivia tried to cut the conversation short as I put Krissy down. Lara was approaching and for the first time- since I'd had anything to do with her- she looked well. Her skin wasn't pasty or blotchy, her eyes were bright, her hair styled neatly, wearing a modest black dress. Not as pretty as Olivia in her midnight blue and satin but still pretty in her own right.
Lara stopped beside me and took Krissy's hand. “Is she in the way?”
“No.” I replied.
“Merry Christmas,” she breathed. She'd been hesitant around me since I'd told her off a couple months back. It was getting painful.
“Merry Christmas, Lara.”
“It's a beautiful party.”
I hadn't been sure on all decor but I'd hired someone, so it quickly had become no concern to me. “So far, so good.”
“And you look beautiful, Oliv-- Luna.”
Olivia gave her a glance and attempted to smile. “Thanks, Lara.”
“Come Krissy.” Lara pulled her daughter away.
This is what living with them in the house had become. Maybe I did need to move them out into another residence.
Olivia's mother also left, though that had been Olivia's idea – pointing her towards some champagne. She stepped back into my side and put her lips to my ear, saying softly, “I still can't believe you used to fuck her.”
I sighed. “It was easy to fuck her. Not as complicated as you.”
She took my arm again, this time on her own free will, running her fingertips along the soft fabric of the suit I wore. “Oh, you like that, don't pretend you don't...”
I shook my head but only enough so she'd notice. She was tiresome at times but I still loved her more than anything or anyone.
“The boys keep staring at my chest. How does that make you feel?” She egged me on.
I shifted my stance and smirked. “Stop.”
Stepping in front of me, she dropped her hand to my crotch so subtly.
“I thought you were going to find someone else to fuck.” I teased.
“I am.” She played her tongue along her lip, driving me insane. “My name's Olivia, what's yours?”
It made me smirk, but I didn't bite. I grabbed her wrist and pulled it up and away from my cock. “Come. No more games tonight, Olivia.” I led her around the room with me, showing her off. Everyone loved her and her belly. I wasn't sure she loved all the attention but she put up with it. I kept her close and by ten o'clock, my Luna was yawning.
“Tired?” I asked softly once a group moved on from talking to us.
“Yeah and my feet are so sore.”
“I'll take you up to bed.” I led her toward the nearby hall that linked to the upstairs. It was dark to keep the guests from wandering our home too much. She lagged behind me only by a step, her grip on my fingers loosening. I slowed down, realizing how fast I'd been walking. Once upstairs, I took her out of the dress, revealing some black lace lingerie that I hadn't bought for her.
My cock bulked.
She sat on the bed, hand on her tummy, and it drove me nuts. She wasn't even looking at me. she was just perfect sitting there, taking her hair out of the up-do it'd been in. I dropped to my knees in front of her and I believe it startled her, but she relaxed when I pressed my lips to her stomach.
Her hands grabbed my face to keep me close and I looked up to her, only drawing back slightly.
“I know you think you'll hurt the pup, but we'll just go slow.”
I sighed. “I don't do slow.”
“Caleb. I need you.” She wasn't being flirty, or bratty. she was begging me to stop the torment on her hormones. “You have no idea what it's like being around you and your... testosterone everyday.”
That was an amusing way to put it. I stood and left her grip. she sighed with disappointment, and then I started to strip my suit. “You're on top.”
Her eyes lit with excitement as I undid my belt and dropped my pants. God, what was I doing? I had zero will-power with Olivia. ZERO.
I came around her once undressed and kissed her, leaning onto the bed and keeping my hand on her belly as a reminder to keep myself in check.
She moaned and I made her stand, taking her out of the lingerie this time.
“Did you buy this?”
She nodded. “All along all I needed to do was buy some sexy lace stuff to get some.”
I chuckled. “Not quite.”
“Are you taking pity on me, Alpha Wyler?”
“Shh.” I bit in her neck once I had her underwear off and pressed my cock between her ass cheeks. She shimmied back into me and moaned.
“Let me get on the bed.” I left her and sat down, my upper body against the pillows and headboard, then I reached out to guide her on top of me.
Her heart raced and she poured off so many hormones, it destroyed my senses. She sunk herself onto me and tilted her head back with a whine of pleasure.
I growled in satisfaction, watching the penetration affect her so much. She dug her fingers into my abdomen and took it all.
“Oh.... thank you.” Her eyes rolled back as I grabbed her and brought her toward me.
“Look at me.” I brushed the wild hair out of her face and her eyes fluttered open. I had to watch her eyes for pain or discomfort but all I saw was pleasure from her swollen wetness wrapping my cock.
She moved herself up and down slowly. It was painful. I liked it. Almost like delayed gratification.
“Caleb...” Olivia muttered my name.
“Move slow.” I dropped a hand to her waist and guided her, constantly touching her and the pup. “There, good girl.”
She crushed her lips against mine. Our tongues controlled those kisses, and she made me hungry for more. I had to stop myself from helping and pumping my own hips. My wolf wanted to rail her. I fought this internal conflict for minutes and minutes, trying not to love the way she moved on top of me. Just entrancing, with my pup in her belly as she humped the cock that had done it to her.
“You're being so quiet. Talk... to me.” She panted, between our lips locking.
Taking her closer, I bit into her neck and started to mumble, “you like that, don't you, babygirl, don't you?”
She replied in a cry of lust, “...yes, sir.”
“Once you have this pup, I'll put another inside you.”
Her lips let out a loud moan, right in my ear.
“Do you want that?” I demanded as she began to lose herself. “Olivia?”
“Oh, god, yes!” She clung to me as she rode herself through an orgasm. Her lips bit into my ear, and she chanted. “I'll do whatever you want, Caleb.”
When she finished coming, I dropped into the bed away from her, so I could get my heart-rate down. Normally, I would have switched positions and fucked her again. But I wasn't cumming that night, I knew that. This had been for her and only her.
Olivia finally looked down at me, biting at her red lip and her expression changed. she wanted more – of course, she did.
“Olivia, no.” I grabbed her hips to stop her motion. “No more.”
She pouted and slipped off me, but surprisingly she didn't hate on me, just crawled against my chest so her stomach rested on my side. The pup jostled around and that was comforting to feel. I kissed her forehead softly. “I love you.”
She smiled with her eyes closed and red cheek against my shoulder. “I love you too.” Finally, she seemed satisfied, for perhaps the first time since being pregnant. I lied there waiting for her to fall asleep, knowing I had to go back downstairs and see out the end of the party. But a loud knock woke her and she startled upright, getting a cramp in her side.
I growled at the intruder.
“Who-who is it?” She mumbled as I got up, slipping on my pants as I walked for the door.
Johnathan was on the other side and he looked afraid to speak.
“What?” I snarled at him.
“This was taped to the front door.”
I snatched the envelope out of his hand. “You already read it?”
“I didn't want to disturb you.”
I ripped out the piece of paper and right away, I knew it was Jackson's handwriting. 'Caleb, if you do not hand over my mate and daughter, we will return, slaughter your pack and take back what's mine, maybe gaining a new place for my own pack as well.'