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Authors: Viola Rivard
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2006
T aylor woke naked in a tangle of limbs. A year ago, this would have meant that she’d had a night full of hot sex with not one, but two sexy alpha werewolves. Typically, it would have also meant that she was about to have even more sex with said werewolves, as they’d usually awoken just as lust-driven as the night before.
She and her mates still had plenty of hot sex, but these days it was rarely spontaneous and there was no such thing as all-nighters. Now when she woke in a tangle of naked limbs, it was because summertime in the valley was hot and she no longer felt the need to wear clothes all the time, especially not to bed. In fact, the few times she’d made the mistake of wearing a shirt to bed, one of her pups—usually Henry—tore it open during one of their many late-night milk binges. She couldn’t really complain. Since the first month with her children, they’d figured out how to nurse themselves and she’d figured out how to sleep right through it. It was one of the many examples of how pups were way cooler than babies.
The other reason she now woke in a tangle of limbs was a bit more mysterious. She, Alder, Hale, and the pups went to bed every morning in her cabin. The cave-in had given Taylor strong grounds for demanding to stay in her house, and she’d eventually worn her mates down. Hale in particular seemed to like living in the cabin, as it allowed him to slam the door in the faces of unwanted visitors.
Each morning, they all settled down on their sides of the giant fur pallet: Alder and Hale lay on the outside, Taylor in the middle. The pups occasionally alternated, depending on which father they were being clingy with that week, but for the most part Fawn preferred to be between Taylor and Hale, while Henry preferred Alder. By some sorcery, when they woke in the afternoon, all five of them were clustered in the middle of the bed. It didn’t matter how sweltering the heat was, somehow they sought each other out in their sleep and ended up in a tangle of limbs.
When Taylor found the will to open her eyes, she was greeted by one of her favorite sights. Hale was beside her, with Fawn asleep on his bare chest. No longer a tiny baby, Fawn had grown almost as quickly as Henry. They both grew much faster than human children, both physically and cognitively. Every day they were different, and while it was a little sad seeing them grow up so quickly, Taylor was always finding new reasons to be proud of them.
Fawn was snoring lightly, her head lying in a small puddle of drool. Hale was snoring as well, though it was a lot less cute. Taylor reached out to run a finger along her daughter’s smooth cheek, relishing its softness.
How had she made such an adorable little person?
Something yanked at her hair from behind. Frowning, Taylor turned, fully expecting to see her demanding son. Instead, she found herself staring at a small dog. It licked her face.
She shot up out of bed with a scream. Her mates were awake and alert almost instantly, but before they could even ask what was the matter, Taylor realized her mistake. The small dog was no dog at all. It was a very large puppy, a puppy with the big blue eyes of her son.
Henry immediately began to whimper and Taylor wasted no time in scooping him up into her arms. “Oh sweetie, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to yell.”
By now, Fawn had been startled into a crying fit. Hale looked both relieved and annoyed as he worked to placate her. Alder was grinning ear to ear.
“You shifted,” Alder said, rubbing the top of Henry’s head. “I can’t believe it.”
His joy was infectious, and soon Taylor was smiling as well. This had been something Alder had been eagerly awaiting. Most pups shifted within their first month, but the twins had been pushing half a year without signs of going furry. Taylor had tried to placate Alder, telling him that it was probably due to them being premature, but after having to part with one child that couldn’t
T aylor woke naked in a tangle of limbs. A year ago, this would have meant that she’d had a night full of hot sex with not one, but two sexy alpha werewolves. Typically, it would have also meant that she was about to have even more sex with said werewolves, as they’d usually awoken just as lust-driven as the night before.
She and her mates still had plenty of hot sex, but these days it was rarely spontaneous and there was no such thing as all-nighters. Now when she woke in a tangle of naked limbs, it was because summertime in the valley was hot and she no longer felt the need to wear clothes all the time, especially not to bed. In fact, the few times she’d made the mistake of wearing a shirt to bed, one of her pups—usually Henry—tore it open during one of their many late-night milk binges. She couldn’t really complain. Since the first month with her children, they’d figured out how to nurse themselves and she’d figured out how to sleep right through it. It was one of the many examples of how pups were way cooler than babies.
The other reason she now woke in a tangle of limbs was a bit more mysterious. She, Alder, Hale, and the pups went to bed every morning in her cabin. The cave-in had given Taylor strong grounds for demanding to stay in her house, and she’d eventually worn her mates down. Hale in particular seemed to like living in the cabin, as it allowed him to slam the door in the faces of unwanted visitors.
Each morning, they all settled down on their sides of the giant fur pallet: Alder and Hale lay on the outside, Taylor in the middle. The pups occasionally alternated, depending on which father they were being clingy with that week, but for the most part Fawn preferred to be between Taylor and Hale, while Henry preferred Alder. By some sorcery, when they woke in the afternoon, all five of them were clustered in the middle of the bed. It didn’t matter how sweltering the heat was, somehow they sought each other out in their sleep and ended up in a tangle of limbs.
When Taylor found the will to open her eyes, she was greeted by one of her favorite sights. Hale was beside her, with Fawn asleep on his bare chest. No longer a tiny baby, Fawn had grown almost as quickly as Henry. They both grew much faster than human children, both physically and cognitively. Every day they were different, and while it was a little sad seeing them grow up so quickly, Taylor was always finding new reasons to be proud of them.
Fawn was snoring lightly, her head lying in a small puddle of drool. Hale was snoring as well, though it was a lot less cute. Taylor reached out to run a finger along her daughter’s smooth cheek, relishing its softness.
How had she made such an adorable little person?
Something yanked at her hair from behind. Frowning, Taylor turned, fully expecting to see her demanding son. Instead, she found herself staring at a small dog. It licked her face.
She shot up out of bed with a scream. Her mates were awake and alert almost instantly, but before they could even ask what was the matter, Taylor realized her mistake. The small dog was no dog at all. It was a very large puppy, a puppy with the big blue eyes of her son.
Henry immediately began to whimper and Taylor wasted no time in scooping him up into her arms. “Oh sweetie, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to yell.”
By now, Fawn had been startled into a crying fit. Hale looked both relieved and annoyed as he worked to placate her. Alder was grinning ear to ear.
“You shifted,” Alder said, rubbing the top of Henry’s head. “I can’t believe it.”
His joy was infectious, and soon Taylor was smiling as well. This had been something Alder had been eagerly awaiting. Most pups shifted within their first month, but the twins had been pushing half a year without signs of going furry. Taylor had tried to placate Alder, telling him that it was probably due to them being premature, but after having to part with one child that couldn’t
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