Chapter 8

   "Mommy can I have some chicken nuggets!" Ian asked, while sitting on the countertop and watching me make macaroni and cheese.

     I raised my brow and looked down at him, "Now are you going to actually eat it this time and not just take one bite out of it?" I asked, even though I already know the answer.

     He nods his head and bounces up and down with excitement.

     I laughed and nodded my head, "Yes you may, but go and get the other's. Tell them to wash up, lunch is almost ready," I tell him, going to the sink to strain the noodles out.

     DING DONG!

     "Jessica can you get that for me please!?" I yell out, going to grab some plates for everyone.

***Christian's P.O.V.***

     Ringing the door bell to Amy's house, I could hear a bunch of commotion going on inside. T.v's were going, children were laughing and playing around, and my sweet sweet mate. Was humming along to a song stuck in her head.

     Not even a second later I see the door open to revile a very small little boy. But not just any normal little boy, a rouge werewolf boy. He looks at me up and down and bows his head in respect.

     "Alpha!" He then squealed in excitement, wrapping his short arms around my legs and squeezing.

     I smiled and bent down to pick him up. I wonder how this wolf got into a human orphanage?

     "And what's your name little wolf?" I asked him.

     He smiled and wraps his little arms around my neck, "My name is Ian! I'm not little, mommy says I'm not done growing yet. MOMMY!!" He yells out as we step into the house.

     I laugh and nod my head in agreement, "Why yes that's true, your momma is right. You are still growing."

     "Now I know I told Jessica to answer the do-" Amy grumbles, stopping in her tracks once she sees me.

     I smiled at her and put Ian down before shutting the door behind me. Ian runs off somewhere and doesn't look back.

     I lick my lips at the sight of my mates look. Her long brown locks were tied up in a messy bun, while her baby hairs hanged out freely with a slight curl to them. Her large curvy frame was in a nice long brown tank top that showed off her beautifully designed tattoos on her arms. Her stout legs had shorts that came half way down. She looked tired, gorgeous as always, but tired indeed.

     "Christian, w-what are you doing here?" She asked me, completely taken aback by my appearance.

     I smile widen, "I told you I wanted to spend some time with you this weekend."

     Her eyebrows creased together, and she rubs the back of her neck, "Yeah but.... How did you find out where I lived?" She asked.

     I followed your scent.

     "I asked around. There's a lot more people who know where you live than you think," I lied.

     Her brown eyes widened and I hear her heart skip, "Oooh....Well I-I-I hope not too many people know."

     "Mommy, mommy look! Another wolf!" Ian exclaims out of nowhere, grabbing her hand and pulling her to me.

     I froze at his words and glanced at Amy.

     Amy giggles while picking Ian up and setting him on her hip, "Ooh really now??" She says, winking at me.

     God damn it, it's taking everything in me not to just go up and kiss her.

     "Well then, let's see if your wolf brother wants to join us for some lunch?" She said, turning to me with a beautiful smile.

     I chuckled nervously rubbing the back of my neck. Wait, when the fuck did I ever get nervous?

     I'm the fucking Alpha, I never get nervous, ever!

     Ian looks me up and down and leans in close to her ear, trying to whisper, "Mommy he's a BIG wolf! He's gonna eat all my chicken nuggets!"

     Amy laughs at Ian, I couldn't help but feel all warm and fuzzy inside when she does that.

     "I'm sure I can spare you two or three little wolf," I tell him, ruffling up his golden locks.

     He giggles and pushes my hand away, "Make it 4 and you've got a deal!"

     I laugh and held out my hand, "Deal."

     Amy rolls her eye's and sets Ian down, "Go and tell everyone that lunch is ready please."

     He nods with a cheerful smile and runs off to the others.

     "And you will help me get the plates read," she tells me, grabbing ahold of my elbow and pulling me along to the kitchen.

     I had to hold back a moan when I felt the mating sparks through my long sleeve shirt. Fuck! Maybe this wasn't such a great idea.

     "Anything for you Amy," I tell her with a smile and a wink.

     I see her blush deeply as she leads me to the kitchen. I chuckled and watched her work her way around the kitchen. After we get everyones plates ready the kids finally came down to eat.

     "Hey mom, can we go out in the back yard to play after we eat?" One of the red headed twin girl's asked, shoving a whole nugget in her mouth.

     Amy smiled and pretend to be in thought for a moment, "Mmm I don't know, how about this. You guys pick up the toys in the livingroom and I will let you all play with the water hoes on this very hot day?"

     All the children eyes light up with excitement and they started bouncing around in their seats.

     "Yeah!" They all but whispered.

     Amy laughs, "Good! But you ALL have to clean your plates before you go," she says firmly, trying to not make eye contact with Ian.

     After 30 or so minutes Ian finally cleaned off his plate. Everyone else had already cleaned up the toys and was all dressed for playing outside.

     "At least we know our mate can cook, and take care of pups," Zander purred in approval.

     We were both quiet pleased with how well she was handling the children.

     "Stop it Zander! She's not ours! I wouldn't risk her life for my selfish needs and wants," I tell him, sighing sadly.

     "Penny for your thoughts?" Amys voice pulled me back to reality.

     I looked around to see it was just her and I in the kitchen now. She goes around the table picking up everyones empty plates. She turns to go to the sink. I help my eyes as they wondered to her ass cheeks, lifting up one after another with each step she took.

     I could feel Zander aggressively trying to claw his way out for control.

     "I just want a taste! I need to taste my mate!" He growls out angrily.

     I closed my eyes and took a deep breath in and out. Come on Christian, get it under control!

     "Hey are you ok Christian? You don't look to well," I hear Amys sweet voice say with concern.

***Amy's P.O.V.***

     I was washing dishes when I heard a low animalistic growl come from behind me. Turning around, I only see Christian sitting at the round table with his face paled and his eyes tightly shut.

     "Hey are you ok Christian? You don't look to well," I ask extremely concerned about how pale he looks right now.

     His jaw clinched and he balled up his fist until his knuckles turned white. What the fuck is wrong with him? I slowly walk up to him.

     Right when I was less than a inch from him, his eyes snapped open. Those once black eyes were now a bright glowing violet purple.

     I gasped, "Woah, Christian. Did you put contacts in just now?" I asked, reaching my hand up to touch his eye.

     He grabs my hand fast, sending weird shocks throughout my arm where his hand is. Woah, now what the fuck is that!?

     Before I could even fathom the thought any further, I was suddenly yanked up by Christian's strong arms. He plopped my big ass right down on the table roughly.

     Thank God it didn't break.

     Now how the fuck he do that!? I know good and damn well, I'm twice his size!

     I look up to see his glowing violet eyes were staring down at me intensely and lustfully.

     I gasped when he shoves his head in the crease of my neck. What he did next sent a shiver down my spine. He lickes my neck. Ok this is going way too far!

     "Hey hey! Christian stop!" I yell at him, shoving back his rock solid chest regretfully.

     Yes regretfully, I mean come on! Would you want him to stop?

     He froze on the spot, and then in an instant, it was like he was a magician.

     Poof, he was gone.