Page 61 of Shadow Wolf
Henry had taken Alex out for runs, showing him how to control his shift. It was funny to see a small panther running beside a large wolf, but it somehow worked.
I had saved up and bought a gift for everyone, but it was the sweetest thing when Michael came up to tell Alex that Santa had been. The look on Alex's face was priceless.
He knew that Santa wasn’t real, I wasn’t able to keep that alive as long as I wanted to. But I wanted him to have a gift on Christmas morning, so I had bought him some books as he loved to read.
“Santa isn’t real.” He replied, as if to say, “I’m not a child.”
He had taken moving here better than I expected. But he worried about mom. She finally agreed to rehab, and we made the move here with Clare. But mom was talking about leaving us here. Not coming. I didn’t want Alex to know, so I asked her not to mention anything until he settled into his new school. Was hard enough for him to be a panther in a wolf pack, but to be honest, he was a wolf in panther's clothing. He was thriving after only three weeks.
“Well, he is, if you believe. Did you wish for anything special this year?” I watched Alex’s expression as it changed, his scent gave away that he did. I didn’t know what he wanted, and I felt bad I didn’t ask him.
“Well you better come on down and see if you got what you wished for.” I held my breath as Alex looked back to me, I nodded for him to go. I just needed a minute here. It was a lot to take in after twenty years of just being us and mom.
His feet descended the stairs and I heard Clare call for me to come down and see what Santa brought. I smiled and rolled over, and got to my feet.
“Hey, I was just looking where you were, you’re missing all the fun.” Mekhi grabbed my shoulder and led me down the stairs.
I would love to say it had been smooth sailing from the start, but we had some bumps… my panther, turns out… didn’t like to share. No surprise there. We had tried a group sex session, it was all good until Jett’s cock touched Clare and my panther came out and attacked him. We have decided to take baby steps for a while. We all sleep next to Clare, but when it comes to making love… I have my own room.
As I got to the bottom of the stairs, I wasn’t sure what fun I was missing, but I knew as long as Alex was happy, that was all it meant to me.
I heard a small meow and I looked for Bagheera. He didn’t like the move here, turns out he wasn’t a fan of wolf shifters.
“Oh my god, is she mine?” Alex called out and I rushed over as he lifted a little white kitten into his arms. Clare sat beside him on the floor and stroked the kitten’s head.
“She is all yours, buddy. As I said. If you believe and wish hard enough, Santa will deliver.”
I looked over to Michael and I nodded to him in thanks, I didn’t know Alex wanted his own kitten. But he must have said something, and the Edward’s made it happen. I felt tears forming, it was a lot to take in.
“Look, Frankie. She is so soft. Like snow.” I reached down and stroked the cute little thing and it let out a squeak. Alex giggled.
“I think I’ll call you snowball.” He got up and moved over to sit down on the couch with snowball, all other presents with his name on, long forgotten.
Jett was already beside him, trying to pat the kitten and Clare laughed as it buried itself into Alex’s neck, trying to get away from him.
“Sorry, little snowball, I just wanted to feel how soft you are.”
Standing in this room, it was surreal. If someone asked where I would see myself last year, I wouldn’t have said, part of a wolf pack, adopted by my packmates family and with the most amazing woman in the world.
I winked over to Clare and her smile was beaming, it had been for days. They listened to Christmas carols so loudly but they would sing, she had been busy with all the prep for Christmas with Linda, I had barely seen her. I had been out working security with the guys. It was hard to get used to at first, I wasn’t sure how the other wolves would accept me, but it was as if I had been part of their pack my whole life.
I was working on setting up my own tattoo parlor in Watson. I was going to wait until I saved enough, but the Edwards bought a vacant shop there. Told me it was for me to start my business. I told them it was too much, they just handed me the keys and said it will wait there for the day I feel comfortable to take it.
Jett stood beside me, his hand on my shoulder.
“Can I pat your panther?” he asked. I was a little taken back, but then he pointed at the kitten. “I can’t pat that cat, so I wanted to know if I could pat your panther.”
I burst out laughing and everyone looked at us. I turned to him, “yeah, Jett. You can pat my pussy.”
Henry coughed and Linda tried to stifle a chuckle. But she clapped her hands.
“Okay, everyone gather round, we have a very important Christmas surprise and I want you all seated. Come here, Clare.” We all sat down and watched the only two females in the house grinning at each other wildly. I looked at Mekhi, was this a normal thing they did each year, but he looked at me shrugged. Jett raised his brows, so this was new.
“I have some special news.” Clare started, I could see unshed tears in her eyes but the smile on her face was conflicting.
She placed her hand on her belly. And the room grew silent. No… no really?
“I’m pregnant,” the room erupted into cheers and I stood up, I was shaking, she was pregnant? I was going to be a father?
