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I take the cup. “Here, you drink this.” I put the straw to her mouth, and she takes a small sip. She takes it from me and finishes almost all of it in a few seconds.
“I will get her some milk.” Damon laughs and goes into the kitchen.
“Tomorrow we need to fix her room, she needs a toddler bed. You think we should put her in the crib tonight? We can lower the bar for her.”
“That is a good idea, I wouldn’t want her falling out of a regular bed.” Damon comes back with our food and another cup of milk for Hope, with two waters tucked under his arms. I sit down on one side of her, and Damon is on the other. We dig into our food, hungry from the fight earlier.
Hope doesn’t say anything, focused on her meal. She doesn’t know what she wants to do, drink or eat. When she only has a few bites left, she falls asleep against the arm of the chair. “I will take her.” Damon picks her up.
I follow him upstairs. He lays her gently in the crib and pulls the bars most of the way down, so she doesn’t fall out but she can get out by herself if she needs to. I turn on the light in the bathroom so she can see if she needs to go. Damon pulls a blanket over her and kisses her forehead. “Goodnight, angel.”
My poor heart.
I hear Axel cry from our room. “I think someone is hungry.” I take him out of the bassinet and feed him. I sit on the edge of the bed until he is finished.
“Goodnight, my son.” I kiss his cheek, my heart filled to the absolute brim.
Damon takes him from me and kisses him. “Good night, future alpha.”
I laugh softly at the title. Damon takes my hand and we shower together—nothing sexual— we want to feel each other, take comfort, and let the horrible day just wash off us.
The Next Morning
Damon
The next morning, I feel something touching my cheek. I open my eyes and see Hope standing in front of me. “What is it, honey?”
“Hungry,” she whispers.
I put my finger to my lips. I don’t want Farren to wake up just yet. She is still recovering from having Axel. Yes, she was allowed to go to the battle with the other pack, but what she didn’t know was that I had no intention of actually letting her fight.
I take Axel out of the bassinet so he doesn’t cry and wake her. Hope is standing in the hallway, and I pull the door closed. I have Axel in one arm, and Hope is holding my other hand. I put the still-sleeping baby into a bed we have downstairs. “Now what do you want for breakfast?”
“Last night?”
I laugh. “No baby, that’s for dinner.” She looks like she is thinking really hard, before she shrugs her shoulders.
“How about you watch some TV and I will make you something?” I open the fridge and take out an Ensure, and I pour it into a cup. Then I help her up onto the couch and turn on some cartoons. She takes the cup and a blanket off the back of the couch, snuggling in. I laugh at her making herself at home. I love that she is getting used to us so fast. Maybe, on the inside, she just knows that she is meant to be ours?
When her beautiful eyes looked at me for the first time, I knew she was going to be our daughter. I don’t even want to think of what she has been without; she hasn’t had a home for so long.
I look at the clock on the wall. The pack members are arriving any minute. We will soon have a few new members, including children. I want a full pack, which is why I am buying more land surrounding our property. I take out some eggs, sausage, and bacon and cut up some fruit for Hope.
I hear a creak on the stairs. “I thought I smelled bacon,” Farren mumbles sleepily.
“Come here and give me some love.” She smiles and presses her lips to mine, fire shooting through my body. This feeling just grows with every touch. My love for her grows every single day; I am enamored with the way she walks, the way she talks, and the way she fucking breathes.
I am hypnotized.
Now I have a son and a daughter; it fucking shocks me how life can change in a split second. One day we only had men in the pack, and then she came; then everything changed.
For the better.
She gave all of us hope.
“I love you, you know that?”
She kisses the underside of my jaw. “I love you too.”
