Philip Harrington vs. Troy 'Travis' Stanton

Pix: Dr. Sanders holding...

Video: Stand By Me performed by Karen Gibson and The Kingdom Choir (I couldn't resist)

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Philip opened his eyes and glanced around the room, wondering what had woken him up. It didn't take him long to figure out that it was the buzzing sound coming from his phone. He would have reached for the phone but his mate chose that moment to snuggle closer against him. Philip's arms instinctively tightened around Troy, his phone, completely forgotten. From the sunlight spilling into the room from under the door of the chalet, Philip could tell it was almost noon. Although he thought it was absurd that he'd actually slept in till that late, he wasn't surprised at all. After fucking Troy throughout the night, they'd both needed their energy and sleep. Philip couldn't stop the grin that split his lip as he looked down at his wanton mate. He'd thought Troy's constant lust was due to being suppressed when he was a teen. But if the sexual demands Troy had made throughout the night was anything to go by, the younger man simply had a really high sex drive. Troy had been insatiable. Troy would sleep for some minutes and then get back on Philip's 'always-ready-to-go' dick. Philip had definitely gotten more than he'd bargained for. At a point, Philip had feared for his mate's hole and had tried to hold back but Troy wouldn't allow him. It was almost as if Troy was having too much pleasure to feel sore.

"You're going to be extremely sore come morning." Philip had muttered as he pulled out of Troy's spasming channel around dawn.

"I don't care." Troy had breathed shakily as he sought his mate's mouth. "Totally worth it."

Philip chuckled as he pressed a kiss to Troy's forehead and got out of bed. He would take a shower first and then wake Troy up to take one too...because he knew he would only end up impaling his mate on his already pulsing wood should they decide to take the shower together. After Troy was done with his, Philip intended to pay his mate's well-used hole a much-needed attention before they left for their home.

Before Philip could move away from the bed, however, he heard his cell phone vibrating again. It was Jeremy.

"Yeah?" Philip rasped as he made his way towards the bathroom.

"I need you, Lip." Jeremy sounded so desperate, Philip stopped moving. "I called earlier but..."

"What is it, Jeremy?" Philip cut his friend off, willing his own heart to stop pounding.

"It's Ryan." Jeremy croaked. "I think...fuck. I just need you here with me, Lip."

"Is it the baby?" Philip couldn't wipe the look of surprise off his face.

"Yes."

"But it not yet time." Philip resumed his walk towards the bathroom. A bit relieved that it wasn't anything disastrous.

"Tell that to the kid." Jeremy growled. "I'm scared, Lip."

"I'll set off immediately." Philip said as he closed the bathroom door behind him. "I don't know why you're panicking though. You knew that baby was going to come out at a point." Philip couldn't mask his amusement. "Don't be a wuss..."

"Shut up and get your arse here, Lip." Jeremy snapped and then hung up, leaving Philip laughing softly.

After taking a quick shower, Philip went to wake Troy up. The alpha wished he could get back into that warm bed with his mate but...

"Hey...we need to leave." Philip kissed Troy softly and laughed when Troy groaned and stretched.

"But I want to sleep some more." Troy whimpered.

"You can sleep in the car." Philip smiled as he drew his adoring mate into his arms. He totally missed his wince.

"God, my arse is killing me." Troy gasped, making Philip groan.

"I'll take care of it when we get home." Philip sighed.

"You've showered." It wasn't a question.

"Yep." Philip sat back and combed his fingers through the disheveled hair of a still sleepy Troy. "Time to take one too."

"Why the rush?" Troy moaned as he dropped back onto the bed and drew the covers over his body. "Get back into bed." He managed to give Philip a sexy come-hither look which got totally ruined when he yawned.

"Don't tempt me." Philip got to his feet, threw the covers off his mate and picked him up bridal style. "I need to meet with your brother." He said as he started for the bathroom.

"Am I going to have to fight for your attention with others?" Troy moaned as he coiled his hands around Philip's neck.

"You don't have to." Philip chuckled as he lowered Troy into the shower. "You'll have me all to yourself immediately after I'm done with Jeremy."

"Promise?" Troy's couldn't seem to keep his eyes open.

"Yep." With a naughty grin, Philip turned on the shower, hitting Troy with the cold spray.

"Son of a..." Troy's loud cuss ended in a low growl when his mate's laughter rang out.

"I'll order some food to go." Philip called out over his shoulder as he left the bathroom. "You can eat in the car."

"You can eat in the car...you can sleep in the car... Might as well go take my shower in the damn car." Troy snorted as he grabbed the soap. "So bossy." But he couldn't help the smile that lit up his face. Troy knew he wouldn't have his mate any other way.

***

"Stop pacing, Jeremy." Ryan sighed. "You're making me dizzy."

"Are you sure it's not because of all that magic you used during the faceoff with the warlocks?" Jeremy asked for the umpteenth time. And again Ryan's answer was the same.

"I don't know."

"Maybe after turning Mary into a donkey, the little show-off thinks she's ready to join the world." Jeremy snorted. "You're not ready, you hear me?" Jeremy addressed the stomach of an amused Ryan. "You're not ready."

"You said she." Ryan murmured, staring at his mate with amusement.

"Huh?" Jeremy looked confused.

"You called the baby she." Ryan laughed softly.

"She, he...who cares." Jeremy growled low in his throat. 'Sanders?' The alpha of alphas snapped on his mind-link with the resident doctor.

'I was just about to send you a message, Alpha.' Dr. Sanders responded. 'We're all here now.' He said, referring to himself, Deloris and Mama Cora.

'We'll be there soon.' Jeremy went on a knee beside Ryan who was on his back on the couch. "Hey, shall we?" He drew Ryan into a sitting position.

"I thought you wanted to wait for Philip." Ryan's breath came out in short pants.

"He will join us in the hospital when he gets here."

"How about...oh fuck..." Ryan gasped as a sharp pain visibly jolted him.

"Shit!" Jeremy's hand shook. "Baby look at me." He demanded.

"What?" Ryan opened his eyes to look at Jeremy and promptly groaned. "Jer, you look like you're about to get sick." He reached out to rub his knuckles against his mate's cheek. "Relax, it's passed."

"I feel so helpless." Jeremy whispered. "And I hate it."

"Just seeing you looking all flustered is making my day." Ryan grinned.

"Ryan..."

"Call your mother." Ryan sighed as he laid on his back again. "She needs to know what's going on."

"She'll fuss." Jeremy groaned.

"Your mother is the strongest woman I know, Jeremy." Ryan said softly as though he were talking to a child. "She will keep both of us sane. In any case, I need her to fuss over me so..." He shrugged. "I'm not moving from this couch till Mum knows what's going on and is waiting with the others."

With a groan, Jeremy quickly told his mother what was going on through their mind-link. After telling Gloria to meet them at the hospital, he placed his head on Ryan's shoulder, took one of Ryan's hands in his, and waited. The last thing Jeremy wanted was to push Ryan.

"Ready when you are." Jeremy murmured as he entwined their fingers.

Ryan neither spoke nor moved for a long moment. His occasional groans of pain made Jeremy even more agitated but the alpha of alphas said nothing. He waited. Until Ryan broke the silence.

"Jeremy?" Ryan's quiet tone made Jeremy raise his head to look down at him.

"Yes, Ryan."

"You know I'll probably...I'll be...exposed to people when I'm...I mean I'll probably have to go naked at a point during..."

Jeremy leaned down and drew his clearly worried mate into his arms. He knew what Ryan was talking about. That was one thing Jeremy hadn't been able to accomplish...getting his mate to feel comfortable with his nakedness. Ryan was so sensitive about his dicks Jeremy wasn't surprised at all that he was worried about the possibility of other people seeing him naked.

"If Sanders is going to perform a Cesarean section as I'm sure he would, then no one is going to see anything." Jeremy assured his mate quietly. "I'm going to be by your side throughout. And I'll make sure no one sees it. Promise."

"Good. I'm ready to go now."

***

"Hey, Prof." Philip grinned when he entered one of the three executive rooms of their pack hospital where Ryan was supposed to be resting. It was spacious but very cozy and had all the classy decor, devices, and amenities that made a hospital room a luxurious one.

"Philip." Ryan smiled as he stretched out a hand to Philip. "How's Troy doing?"

"He's great." Philip took the offered hand and pulled Ryan up into his arms. "You look tired."

"Been having some pains." Ryan sighed. "It's better now though, thanks to whatever Deloris did. It's still there, but not as bad."

"Why didn't Sanders give you something for it?" Philip frowned as he sat on the bed beside Ryan.

"You know doctors." Ryan snorted. "He wanted to run some tests first. But he did give me something to make me sleep."

"You'll be fine. I trust Sanders."

"So...how did Troy find his journey to the clouds?" Ryan yawned. "Hopefully hearing about how much he enjoyed himself will take my mind off this shitty feeling."

"I can say for a fact that he loved every minute of it." Philip chuckled. "But why don't I bring him to tell you himself?" He gave a naughty grinned.

"I'd love that." Ryan laughed.

"Good. Get some sleep for now."

"Council?" Ryan's eyes were already closed.

"Yet to meet them." Philip responded smoothly.

"All the best." Ryan mumbled. "Bring Troy over when you're coming back."

"I will." Philip leaned down to kiss Ryan on the cheek before getting to his feet. Ryan was already breathing evenly. He was asleep.

Philip left the room and headed down the corridor to the office where Jeremy and the others were. He'd been told they were in a meeting but because he wanted to see Ryan, he'd done that first. Philip opened the door to the office and instantly felt the tension in the room. Its occupants...Gloria, Mama Cora, Dr. Sanders, Deloris, and Jeremy looked grim. Everyone was seated except for Jeremy who kept shifting his weight from one foot to the other in obvious agitation. What surprised Philip, however, was the intensity of vulnerability he felt from Jeremy. That was so unlike Jeremy, Philip thought in alarm.

"What's going on?" The alpha asked, glancing from one face to the other.

"Jeremy wants me to transfer all of Ryan's pain to him during the cesarean section Doc is about to perform." Deloris said tensely.

"But it's not yet full-term...." Philip stared at Dr. Sanders, almost as if he hadn't heard about his friend's weird request.

"Well, it's not supposed to be but after running the tests, let's just say that kid's good to go...come...you know what I mean." Dr. Sanders couldn't mask the look of wonder in his eyes.

"How about scans?" Philip asked. "Does it show a grown baby?" Werewolves didn't usually bother with the usual scans that humans were made to undergo throughout their term.

"Although the image is blurred, it appears grown." Dr. Sanders muttered.

"What do you mean the image is blurred?" Philip frowned.

"We've tried five different ultrasound scans, Alpha." The doctor explained. "It's obvious there's a fetus but the image is not clear."

"Image is not clear..." Philip repeated, unable to mask his confusion.

"Did you hear the part about transferring pain, Alpha Philip?" Deloris rasped.

"Sure. Why not?" Philip shrugged. "You've gotta stand by your mate. I would do same if I were in Jer's shoes."

"What?" Deloris' eyes widened.

"This is childbirth." Mama Cora looked as though Philip had suddenly sprouted horns. "The carrier of the child must bear every pain. That's just how it is." The old woman looked totally appalled by the request. "I'm sorry but what Alpha Jeremy is suggesting is sacrilegious." Her face was so red it was almost as if she'd rubbed some red paint on her face.

"Are you being real right now?" Deloris stared at Philip.

"If you'd asked me this before I fell for my mate, I'd have definitely told you I wasn't being real." Philip stared the warlock down. "Hell, I'd have talked Jer out of it. But now, let's just say I know what he's going through." He totally missed Gloria's smile.

"Alpha..."

"You better cast that spell pronto before I have you thrown into a dungeon." Philip cut Deloris off.

"Philip..." Gloria groaned.

"I'll let them give you a TV in there." Philip added in a stern voice but couldn't suppress his grin when he saw Deloris rolling her eyes. "And you'll have Mama Cora to keep you company. It won't be so bad."

"What!" Mama Cora's indignant gasp drew irrepressible laughter from Gloria.

"Oh my god, Philip shut up." The increasing horror on Mama Cora's face made Gloria laugh harder. The old woman clearly didn't know that Philip didn't mean what he was saying. "You were not here when Deloris gave us her reasons for not being in support of a pain transfer. It was because of what Dr. Sanders said actually?" She nodded at the doctor encouragingly. "Tell him doc."

"Err..." Dr. Sanders looked nervous at having his alpha's intent gaze on him. "Because of who he is...Ryan I mean, a c-section, which is our only way out in this situation, cannot be performed."

"How do you mean?"

"He will heal." The doctor shrugged. "Not only is he a werewolf, he's also a...you know..."

"Yeah, I know." Philip muttered.

Cesarean section in werewolf birth was not something that usually happened. It was only when the mother was dead and the baby had to be taken out, or when the mother was human that c-section was performed. It was not possible to keep a flesh cut opened long enough to take out a baby. The werewolf would heal. And a powerful being such as Ryan would heal even faster than a mere werewolf.

"If we're going to perform it, we need to cast a spell to stop him from healing." The doctor went on. "Unfortunately, he's going to feel every cut and every pain because our orthodox medicine cannot mask the pain of the procedure."

"So cast a spell to numb the pain." Philip said.

"It's not that simple." Deloris said. "Stopping him from healing long enough to complete the procedure calls for a lot of magic. Casting a spell to numb all that pain equally requires a lot of magic. We will be putting the child at risk if we direct all that magic at Ryan. It's even more dangerous because of the baby he's carrying."

"How do you mean?"

"This baby is already capable of doing magic even now." Deloris explained. "Using excessive magic will only fuel the baby's power. And only god knows what it will do."

"Oh, I get it." Philip nodded slowly. "So that's where you come in." He turned to look at Jeremy.

"Yep." Jeremy rasped. "We can't direct more magic Ryan's way to numb the pain. But we can cast a simple spell to transfer all his pain to me."

"That's a perfect plan if you ask me." Philip's eyes lit up. "So what's the problem exactly?"

"I just feel that Ryan will know what to do to handle the pain." Deloris sighed.

"Are you saying Jer cannot handle whatever pain that Ryan can handle?" Philip folded his arms across his broad chest. "Need I remind you that Jeremy handled all of Ryan's pain when he was in purgatory?"

"This is different, Alpha." Deloris rubbed the back of her neck in frustration. "We all know how powerful Ryan is. He will find a way. There's no need for..."

"There's every need, Deloris." Jeremy spoke quietly. "Admittedly, we all know how powerful he is. But what if he's unable to deal with this kind of pain?"

"And you can?" Deloris looked incredulous. "You're not thinking clearly right now, Jeremy." Deloris muttered.

"On the contrary, I've never thought more clearly about anything in my life." Jeremy growled.

"He has a point, Del." Gloria sighed. "Ryan's concentration will be on the child. I don't think he will be in the position to work on his own pain at that point."

"Besides, if he knows that too much magic might harm the baby, he will suppress every magic within him. He will end up feeling everything. It will be too much." Jeremy whispered. "I can't stand by and watch him go through all that pain. Not when I can do something about it."

"There's going to be consequences." Mama Cora muttered.

"Nothing will happen, Mama Cora." Philip sighed. "Do the spell, Deloris." Philip's tone brooked no argument.

"I will." Deloris nodded with a sigh.

"Thank you." Jeremy said quietly, his eyes on his floor.

Philip watched Jeremy with a worried frown. His friend was definitely not himself that very moment. Jeremy looked edgy and jittery. He sure as hell didn't look like the kick-ass Jeremy who handled things with authority and confidence. Philip knew he had to step up for his friend. Jeremy would have done same for him if the shoe were to be on the other foot.

The alpha took charge.

"Sanders?" Philip addressed the elderly doctor.

"Yes, Alpha?"

"I want everything to be perfect. No mistakes." Philip sounded dead serious.

"Noted, Alpha."

"Who will be on the team?" Philip asked.

"Myself, Deloris, three other doctors and four nurses." The doctor responded.

"Sure you don't need more help?"

"We're more than enough, Alpha." Dr. Sanders responded.

"Gather all of them now." Philip said. "I want to have a word with them."

"Right away, Alpha." Dr. Sanders left the office.

"Jeremy, come with me." Philip said and then turned on his heels, followed by a subdued Jeremy.

The best place Jeremy needed to be at that moment was beside his mate, Philip thought as he led Jeremy down the hall. Both men entered Ryan's room and allowed the door to shut behind them. They both watched the sleeping man silently. It was obvious that Ryan was restless. He'd tossed and turned so much he was lying at the very edge of the bed with his legs dangling off the bed. Even his breathing was labored.

"He's restless." Philip muttered.

Jeremy nodded as he crouched down and began to undo the laces on his boots. After taking them off, he placed Ryan in the right position and got into the bed beside him. Ryan immediately snuggled into Jeremy and began to breathe evenly.

'Let me know the moment he wakes up.' Philip told Jeremy on their mind-link, not wanting to disturb the sleeping man.

'I will. Thanks, Lip.'

With a quick nod, Philip left the room. After a brief no-nonsense but heartfelt talk with the medical team, he went back to the office to talk to Gloria, Mama Cora, and Deloris. But as soon as the door shut behind him, Gloria hit him with a shocker.

"You smell different, Philip." Philip heard his mother-in-law drawl. "Anything you wanna share?"

For a split second, Philip's breath hitched in his throat but he recovered quickly. Gloria, who was the only werewolf amongst the women in the room and could clearly hear the pulsing of a heart, didn't miss the alpha's telling reaction to her question.

"You mean apart from my plan to tell the council to end that archaic rule of an alpha fucking his mate in public whilst every other person remain clothed?" Philip raised an eyebrow. "Nope, nothing to share."

"Luna, have mercy." Gloria shook her head but couldn't wipe the amused admiration off her face. "What the hell...you have my support." Gloria threw up her hands.

"And mine too." Deloris laughed. "I've never understood that silly rule you wolves have anyway."

"They're just a bunch of perverts." Mama Cora snorted. "You two had better help the alpha change that stupid rule." The old sorcerer said and then turned to give Philip one of her rare smiles. "I hope your father also throws in his support. I'm not on the council but you have my full support."

"Thank you, Mama Cora." Philip grinned and then went to give the old lady a hug.

"I've still not forgiven you for threatening to throw me into the dungeon though." She humphed, making Gloria and Deloris burst into laughter. "Threatening an old lady." She threw a stunned Philip an icy glare. "What is this world coming to?"

"It was just a...ugh..." Philip threw his hands up in frustration. "I can never throw you into a dungeon, Mama Cora." He finally managed to say.

"Then why say it?" The old lady snapped.

"I didn't mean it. I'm sorry." Philip looked so regretful, the old lady gave him a smile.

"I forgive you."

"Thank you." Philip grinned. Now if you ladies will excuse me... I have something very important to take care of before Ryan wakes up. See you later." With that, the alpha left.

***

Troy tried very hard to keep his focus on the dark head between his thighs...between the crack of his arse to be precise, but he couldn't. He felt himself literally drooling as his eyes fluttered shut. Nothing felt as dirty and so naughty and yet so mind-numbingly good as Philip's tongue on his freshly fucked hole.

"Philip..." He breathed, embracing the pleasure. "Oh...that feels...your tongue...I want...oh god..." Troy couldn't stop savouring those sweet sensations long enough to articulate what was going on in his mind. It was that good. "Oh, please don't stop." He whimpered when that gloriously wicked tongue left his hole.

"On all fours, now!" Philip's husky command sent a delicious sizzle down Troy's spine.

The younger man felt himself blush when his eyes landed briefly on the wetness on his stomach. So much precum, he thought as he turned over and got on his knees as he'd been instructed. A cry left his lips when Philip dug right back in and began to eat the hell out of his arse. A wolf's tongue was known to have healing properties. An alpha's even more so. Philip's aim was to heal his mate's ravaged hole but there was a thin line between that kind of healing and exquisite pleasure.

"Christ..." Troy moaned as his arms lost their strength, causing his head and chest to fall onto the pillow. He felt his entire body vibrate at Philip's appreciative throaty moan. Troy cried out at the exquisite sensations that slammed into him when Philip began to suck on the head of his cock from between his legs. "Holy shit!"

Troy definitely hadn't thought that was how his afternoon was going to go. After leaving Agyemang's pack-house in what Troy thought was a rather hasty manner, his mate had dropped him off at the entrance of the mansion saying he needed to go and see Jeremy. Before driving off, Philip had advised him to soak his butt in the Jacuzzi for some well-needed relief whilst he was gone. Troy had spent some time chatting with his friends before finally getting into the Jacuzzi as his mate had suggested. He'd thought Philip would probably get back in the evening. He'd been pleasantly surprised when Philip had returned after about two hours. In fact, he'd been so thrilled he hadn't been able to wipe the smile off his face when he heard his mate moving around their bedroom. And when Philip eventually entered the bathroom in all his naked glory, with his semi-hard cock bouncing ahead of him, Troy had felt his heart and cock swell with excitement. He'd jumped his mate.

The look on Philip's face when his mate jumped out of the Jacuzzi, pushed him against the wall and taken him into his mouth, had been priceless. And despite Philip's groans of protest, he'd gotten rock hard within mere seconds. The alpha had taken charge then. He'd pulled Troy up, slammed his back against the wall, hooked up his legs on his arms and plunged into him. They'd both cried out their pleasure at the sweet friction from that penetration. Troy's soak in the Jacuzzi had made his channel wet and so tight. Philip hadn't gone slow at all. He couldn't. He'd fucked Troy hard and fast, slamming into his sweet spot unfailingly until they'd both exploded.

"Shit..." Philip had growled when he descended from his high. "I'm supposed to the healing you, not worsening your...come on, let's wash down." He'd muttered as he strode into the shower with Troy still wrapped around him.

After a quick wash down, Philip had turned off the Jacuzzi and then taken Troy into the bedroom...and then to seventh heaven with his rough tongue.

"Fuck me, Philip." Troy heard himself demanding and almost bit his tongue. The man had fucked him not too long ago for fuck's sake, he thought.

"You taste so good I'd rather keep eating you out." Philip responded in a voice so sexy Troy moaned. "Feel any pain?"

"No." Troy moaned.

"How about now?" Philip asked as he slipped a finger deep into Troy's relaxed and wet channel.

"No." Troy gasped. "Try with your cock." His whimpered suggestion made Philip burst into laughter. "Please, Philip."

"You beg so beautifully." Philip husked. "How can I say no?" He reached for the lube on the bedside table. "And you have the prettiest hole."

"Well, this pretty hole needs to be filled." Troy groaned, surprising Philip with his words.

"God, you've got a dirty mouth." Philip gave a breathlessly chuckle as he squeezed a dollop of lube into Troy's twitching hole. "Ready for me?"

"I was born...yes, I am." Troy laughed softly.

"Born ready huh?" Philip chuckled as he began to slide in slowly. "Damn, this is some amazing shit." The alpha's head was thrown back in ecstatic abandon.

Despite the almost delirious sensations roiling through Troy at Philip's sweet slide into him, he couldn't help chuckling at his mate's choice of words. "Shit? Really?"

"Shut up, Troy." Philip breathed, loving the deep reach their current position gave him. He'd never been that deep inside Troy. And it felt incredible. The alpha felt it the instant his mate tensed up and knew what was coming. He was pleasantly surprised at how quickly and easily he could drive his mate to the edge. What man wouldn't be?

"No..." Troy gasped, his hand gripping the sheet so tightly his knuckles turned white.

Although Philip wasn't moving, his cock was pressed against that spot which since the day before, never ceased to make Troy weak from intense pleasure at the slightest touch. Troy could feel that familiar sizzle rushing down his spine, knew what was about to happen, and willed it not to. Hell, Philip hadn't even started giving him those heavenly strokes yet. After a moment, Troy regained control of his body and began to relax. The danger had passed, he thought with relief. Then Philip moved...

"Oh, my god..." Troy cried out as he shot onto the sheets beneath him.

"Fuck..." Philip breathed, his eyes riveted on his mate's writhing back as his cock got hit with the sweetest gripping contractions. "Troy?"

"Oh shit, you moved." Troy gasped as his body took its pleasure. "I couldn't stop it. You moved..." He kept moaning.

"I didn't know I wasn't supposed to." Philip was amused but also filled with so much pride that he could bring his mate such ecstasy. "You're not to come again until I say so." The alpha growled as he wrapped an arm around Troy's waist and flipped them onto the side of the bed that wasn't wet with Troy's essence.

On his back, with an arm around Troy's waist, a hand on his Troy's semi-hard cock, and his mouth on Troy's mark, the alpha fucked his mate with quick strong upward thrusts until his mate thought he would pass out from too much sensation. Their grunts, moans, cries of pleasure and the erotic sounds of flesh slapping against flesh filled the room.

"Philip..." Troy gasped at a point, his body wet with perspiration just like his mate. "Please..." He was so hard it felt as though his cock was going to explode. "I need to come..." He whimpered.

Philip flipped them over so that Troy lay on his stomach...on the bed, with him on top of him and still deep inside his tight heat. This time the alpha went slow, thrusting deep into his trembling mate. Philip entwined his hands with Troy as he made slow passionate love to him as if they had all the time in the world.

"I love you, Troy." The alpha husked, his forehead pressed against the back of Troy's head. Declaring his love for his mate in that intimate moment felt so good. "Have any idea how good you feel?" Philip gave a guttural moan as his fingers tightened around Troy's, his pelvis working the entire time. "I don't ever want to stop." He knew he would love nothing more than to stay inside his mate and never pull out. "I don't think after having you, I can go a day without this, Troy." He said shakily as with his knees, he pushed Troy's thighs further apart for a deeper penetration. That move definitely changed everything.

"Philip..." Troy's shaky whisper said it all. He couldn't take anymore.

"Come for me, baby..." Philip breathed just as Troy let out a strangled cry and began to convulse beneath him. And that rapturous rhythmic grip on the alpha's cock felt so good he had no choice but to follow his mate into the realms of ecstasy.

Troy trembled as he came long and hard. Hearing his mate's loud groans only prolonged Troy's pleasure. He felt Philip pull out of his still spasming channel and groaned at the feeling of emptiness. But that groan soon turned into sweet moans when he got filled again...this time, with is mate's wicked tongue.

"Holy fuck." Troy gasped, moving onto his knees to shamelessly offer himself to his mate. Philip's tongue felt amazing.

By the time Philip stretched out beside his mate on the soaked sheets, Troy looked totally blissed out. Philip wrapped his hands around his dazed and flushed mate and whispered sweet nothings into his ears. Troy couldn't tell whether the tremors rocking through him were from his mate's sexy voice and words or a result of his mate's amazing dick and how it had worked him. What he knew for a fact though was that he felt cherished and loved. Troy didn't think he could be any happier than he was that very moment. He was on cloud nine.

"That was incredible." Troy breathed after a long silence. "Tell me I can have it every day." He whispered.

"Anytime, anywhere, you demanding minx." Philip chuckled. "I'm yours." He pressed a kiss to Troy's forehead. "Hell, even in the presence of others..." The alpha couldn't help adding in a teasing tone. And when his mate snorted, he burst into laughter.

"Provided they're also getting down and dirty." Troy joined in the laughter.

"Oh now he has conditions." Philip's drawl was filled with amusement. "Sure you'd consider if other people were fucking around us?" His fingers brushed through Troy's blonde tresses.

"Why not?" Troy snuggled closer to his mate. "As it is, I can hardly focus on any other thing besides you once you're inside me, driving me insane."

"Good to know." Philip laughed softly.

"What was so urgent you had to go see Jeremy?" Troy tilted his head back and looked at his mate. "Council on your case already?"

"Nope. Ryan's having the baby."

"What?" Troy jerked up but Philip drew him back into his arms.

"Now, he's sleeping." Philip explained. "When he wakes up, the baby will be taken out.

"But I thought he was nowhere near his due date." Troy looked and sounded shocked.

"How about we sit that feisty kid down when it eventually comes out and ask him or her?" Philip drawled. "That nephew of yours is something else."

"Can I be there for the birth?" Troy gushed, excited at the prospect of seeing his brother's baby.

"Why not?" Philip leaned in to kiss Troy. "We reek of sex." He chuckled.

"Let's go wash down again then. We need to smell pure for the baby."

"That sounds like a great idea." Philip laughed. "These sheets might as well get changed whilst we're washing down." He muttered as he pressed a button beside the bed to summon someone. "Come on." Philip rolled out of bed.

"I can't feel my legs." Troy groaned. "Maybe I should..." His words ended in laughter when Philip scooped him up into his arm. "I could get used to this." He purred as his arms wrapped around Philip's neck.

"I'd gladly carry you into the shower every day if that's what you want." Philip chuckled as he kicked the bathroom door shut. "All you have to do is say the word, baby." He stepped into the shower. "Cold...hot..." Philip's hand went to the right faucet.

Troy's contented grin turned into suspicion when he saw the naughty glint in his mate's eyes. "Don't you dare repeat what you did to me this morning, Philip." Troy gasped just the cold blast hit their bodies. "Fucking hell..."

Troy's shrieks and Philip's loud laughter were so amusingly funny and contagious the person It was good to have a happy alpha because just as an entire pack felt inexplicable gloom whenever their alpha was distraught or unhappy, they also felt some inner peace when the alpha was happy.

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Ryan looked up at his mate with a frown. Jeremy looked as if he was about to pass out. Ryan took in the faces of the people in the theater, some very serious in a professional way and others, very anxious. Apart from Jeremy and Philip who remained imposing in their jeans and t-shirts, all the others were in theater gowns. Even Deloris was in a theater gown, looking all serious and professional. Ryan could see Stan, Troy, Gloria, Paige, Joel and Mama Cora through the glass around the theater. But for Gloria who also had a grim look on her face, all the others looked excited. Ryan raised an eyebrow when one of the nurses began to fix a shield over his chest. The plan was clearly to shield the business end from his view.

"I guess my first glimpse of my baby is going to be a 'Lion King' moment," Ryan chuckled, "where Rafiki...in this case, Dr. Sanders holds the little bundle aloft for me to see from here." He added in a drawl, making all the people in the room except Jeremy, laugh.

"Were you expecting something different?" Deloris chuckled, reaching out to tuck a loose tendril into Ryan's hair cap.

"Well, I thought I was going to get completely knocked out." Ryan muttered. "It would actually be cool if I could watch the entire procedure and catch a glimpse of my baby as it pops into this world."

"Michelle?" Dr. Sanders called to the nurse fixing the shield. "Use a clear curtain to enable Alpha Ryan see what's going on." He instructed.

"Thanks doc." Ryan beamed. "But...do we even have to do this? Maybe we should wait."

"Why do you say that?" Deloris asked.

"For one, I'm beginning to think it was a false alarm because I can't feel any pain anymore. I'm..." Ryan trailed off when he saw all eyes turn to Jeremy. "What's going on? Is there something I should know about?" The room went so quiet. One would have heard a pin drop. "Can someone please start talking?"

Jeremy finally took a deep breath and stepped closer to Ryan. "There's something I didn't tell you, baby." Jeremy reached for his mate's hand. "You see..." The alpha of alphas gave a brief account of what had been agreed on due to the unnatural nature of the situation.

"You had no right..." Ryan growled low in his throat, finally understanding why his mate looked as he did. Jeremy was in pain.

"I had every right." Jeremy growled right back.

"Everybody, out." Philip boomed. And within seconds, everyone but the couple and Philip remained in the theater.

"That's my child and you are my mate." Jeremy rasped. "I can't stand by and watch you go through all that pain. So shut up and allow the team to do their job."

"You should have told me, you asshole." The hitch in Ryan's voice made Jeremy groan.

"This is exactly why I didn't tell you." Jeremy said softly as he leaned down and pressed his forehead against Ryan's. "You would have thrown a tantrum and tried to stop me."

"You bet your black arse I would have." Ryan sounded angry, terrified and so helpless. "I would have stopped you even if it meant magically knocking you out. In fact, I'll be a good person to do that right now."

"Doing magic is not good for the baby right now, remember?" Jeremy muttered.

"Oh my god, Jer..." Ryan's eyes welled up. "How bad is it?"

"Real bad." Jeremy gave a breathless chuckle. "But I can handle it."

"I'm yet to be cut, Jer..." Ryan was sobbing quietly now. "It will only get worse."

"Don't cry, baby. Please." Jeremy groaned, scattering kissed all over Ryan's face. "You know what that does to me." He finally took Ryan's mouth in a soft kiss. "I seriously can't add the ache from watching you cry to what your child is giving me right now." He laughed softly as he wiped the tears from Ryan's temple. "I love you."

"I love you." Ryan responded shakily.

"Can I call them back in?" Philip asked.

"Are you ready?" Jeremy asked his mate softly.

"I should be asking you that." Ryan whimpered.

"Then I'm ready." Jeremy nodded. "Call them, Lip."

"Will you hold my hand as they..."

"I'm pretty sure feeling my pain will upset you." Jeremy sighed. "And that's the last thing I want to do." He kissed Ryan's knuckles. "I'll be standing close though...with Lip. He can catch me if I pass out." Jeremy joked but from the tears that sprung up in Ryan's eyes, the joke was totally lost on him. "Hey, I'll be fine. Promise."

"I'm scared, Jeremy." Ryan's pitiful whimper tore at Jeremy's heart.

"It will be over soon." Jeremy rasped, trying very hard not to let Ryan see the pain he was feeling, on his face.

"I want mum here." Ryan said as he glanced at the people coming back into the theater.

"Done." Jeremy turned to look at Philip but his friend was already signaling Gloria through the glass, to come in.

Gloria came in, fully clad in a theater gown, the look on her face tactfully pleasant. She clearly didn't want to add to the worries of her son-in-law. A chair was placed beside Ryan for her to sit on. She sat and took Ryan's hand from her son's. Then she leaned down and kissed him on the forehead.

"I'm here, honey." Gloria smiled. "Let's do this."

Everyone got into position.

"Scalpel." Doctor Sander opened his gloved palm and was immediately given the sharp instrument with which he was going to make his incision.

But no sooner had the doctor touched his scalpel to Ryan's lower abdomen than he was flying through the air. The monitors went crazy. Amidst the shouts of both the people inside the theatre and the small audience watching through the glass, Ryan groaned as he instinctively raised a hand to stop the doctor's impending crash.

"Fuck..." Jeremy bellowed as he leaned against Philip, his hand on his stomach, his face etched in agony.

"Jeremy, you need to talk to it." Ryan shouted urgently as he lowered the confused looking doctor down. "From all the movement I'm feeling inside right now, it clearly thinks there's danger. Jeremy..."

"Give me a moment, baby." Jeremy gasped. "All that movement you're feeling comes with...oh fuck." Jeremy doubled over.

"Shit..." One doctor breathed as the team stared at the monitors. The blurred image of the child in Ryan's stomach kept rippling and turning over as though it was doing an acrobatic display. The medical team stared with their mouths agape, clearly gobsmacked.

"The earlier you calm that kid down, the better for you, you know." Philip drawled beside Jeremy.

"Come on, Jer. Don't be a pussy." Stan shouted from outside, earning himself a finger from the groaning father-to-be. And despite the seriousness of the whole situation, some of the medical staff and onlookers laughed.

Jeremy walked slowly to where a shaken Dr. Sanders and the other doctors stood around his mate and reached out to touch the exposed stomach. He leaned down and kissed Ryan's belly button and then began to whisper softly to his child. Jeremy literally felt it when his child calmed down.

"Be nice to the nice doctor, kiddo." Jeremy sighed as he patted his mate's stomach one last time and then turned to go back to his former spot. "Do your thing, Sanders. But when it's time to take it out, you need to do that yourself because I told it that you were helping." He said breathlessly. "We wouldn't want it throwing another person would we?"

"We definitely wouldn't." The doctor chuckled. "Scalpel." He called.

The medical team went to work. Cutting, dissecting, suctioning, and doing all that they needed to do to get to the baby. At a point, Jeremy actually felt dizzy from all the pain. He just couldn't handle it. When everyone in the theater felt a sudden crackle of power permeate the air, they all stilled. Even the doctors paused in what they were doing.

"Don't stop." Came the cool command from the red-eyed Jeremy, his arms folded across his broad chest. "As you were." Then he turned to look at Philip who was trying very hard not to laugh and muttered. "Idiot would have passed out and disgraced us."

Philip burst into laughter then, totally ignoring the surprised looks from the others. The Ojah, on the other hand, stared at the medical team intently, not even cracking a smile. Meanwhile, from behind the glass, Troy stared at his laughing mate, took in how his head was thrown back in mirth, saw the way his perfect body rippled sexily beneath his tight t-shirt as his body shook in laughter, and salivated from the mere sound of his mate's spunky rich laughter. The alpha's mate felt himself flush with arousal.

'You've got the sexiest lips.' Troy moaned on their mind-link before he knew what he was doing. He watched as his mate's head turned in his direction. Their gazes locked. 'Can't wait to kiss you.'

'Why wait?' Came Philip's husky response.

Troy saw the heat in his mate's eyes and literally stopped breathing. 'I...I didn't mean now, Philip.' Troy stuttered on their mind-link. Surely Philip wasn't thinking of actually kissing him at a time like that, he thought as he shook his head at his mate.

"Err...Jeremy?" Philip murmured, his gaze still locked with his mate's.

"Uh-huh?" The Ojah turned to look at Philip and followed the alpha's gaze to his brother's behind the glass.

"I need to do something right now." Philip said. "You got this?"

"I got this." The Ojah actually chuckled.

"Be right back." With that, Philip left the theater.

The four who stood beside a panicked Troy turned to give Philip a curious look as he strode towards them. Troy panted with embarrassed excitement as he watched his mate come closer. Philip's gaze stayed on his mate.

'Philip, please...' Troy began to retreat, moving away from the glass. 'You can't do this. There are people around.'

"Hey, dad." Philip acknowledged his father but Joel looked too stunned to respond. The elder looked as though he was wishing he could take his son over his knee.

"Goddamnit son, what did you do?" Joel groaned, guessing exactly what his son had done from the change in his scent.

"We'll talk about it later, dad." Philip said as he approached his mate who looked like he wished the floor could open and swallow him up. He grinned when a wall stopped Troy's backward movement. "There you are." Philip murmured huskily as he took Troy's face between his palms.

"Philip, there I don't know these people." Troy gasped. "What will they think."

"That their alpha wants to kiss his mate." Philip murmured huskily as his head began to move closer to Troy's.

For a brief moment, Troy's eyes filled with a shy hesitance that Philip found so hot and adorable. The alpha planted a series of kisses all over Troy's face before finally slanting his mouth over his with a low moan. Philip ate sensually at Troy's mouth until his mouth parted to receive his probing tongue. And when Troy felt the ravaging thrust of his mate's tongue, he totally forgot about where they were, what was going on, or who was watching. He unfurled and completely surrendered to his mate's intoxicating taste.

"Err...am I the only one seeing this or are these two really sucking face right next to a person being butchered." Stan drawled, making Paige laugh.

"Leave them alone, Stan." Paige chuckled. "When you've gotta lock lips, you've gotta lock lips. Wait till it hits you."

"Well, you'll see a different mate vibe if it ever happens to me." Stan drawled. "I'm definitely not going to get whipped like you idiots. I don't have time for all these shenanigans."

Paige shook her head with an amused look. "All in good time."

By the time Philip ended the kiss, Troy was dizzy and delirious with lust and Philip was hard as a pike. Philip nipped at his mate's kiss-swollen lower lip and growled low in his throat when he felt the younger man's hand grab the ridge of his cock through his jeans.

'Troy...' Philip moaned when Troy squeezed him, a blinding jolt of pleasure zooming up his spine.

'I want you in my mouth.' Troy husked on their mind-link, his eyes fluttering shut as Philip sucked sensuously on his lower lip.

'Right now?' Philip laughed breathlessly.

'Uh-huh.' Troy parted his mouth to accept a second kiss.

'Thought you wanted to see your badass nephew making an entrance?' Philip breathed when they came up for air after that second kiss. He gave his mate a look filled with amusement but at the same time, fond adoration.

'Oh shit.' Troy groaned. 'You make me forget about every other thing.'

'I like that I can do that to you.' Philip laughed, giving his mate a tight hug. "I've got to go back in." He said out loud.

"Go." Troy smiled. "I'm missing you already."

"How can you miss him when you can see him from here?" Stan drawled as he moved to the side of the two lovebirds and draped an arm around Troy's shoulder. "He'll be done babysitting your brother very soon." He drew a flushed Troy to his side. "Then you can have that cock all over again.

"You're crazy." Troy laughed as the others chuckled.

"Tell you what..." Stan began to say but trailed off when he took in the scene in the theater. "I think there's a problem." He groaned.

"What?" Philip tore his eyes off his mate and looked up to see the confusion on the faces of the medical team. "Shit. Talk to you later, baby." The alpha broke into a run.

"What do you mean you need a bigger opening?" Gloria was asking as Philip entered. "How big can a baby's head be?"

"I just..." Dr. Sanders looked flustered. "I...I just need a bigger opening to get..."

"Cut it doc." Deloris instructed. "Sorry alpha." She threw at the red-eyed Jeremy who merely shrugged. The warlock didn't really seem to care about the Ojah at that particular moment though. "Just be quick about it before he loses too much blood." She was more worried about Ryan.

Everyone watched the medical team work, cringing at the whirring noises from the machine that was used to cauterize the small blood vessels to prevent bleeding. And through it all, the Ojah stood unmoving as though he couldn't feel a thing. Everyone knew better.

"Oh, Luna!" Dr. Sanders gasped at whatever he saw when the cut was wide enough for him to see. "It's in wolf form." His eyes bulged out to the extent that they looked as though they were about to pop out. That had never happened before. No werewolf had ever been born in a wolf form. Everyone was in shock.

"Hey, doc look at me..." Deloris snapped her fingers. "Take it out now."

The doctors snapped out of their trancelike mode and went to work, doing everything that needed to be done. Dr. Sanders finally took out the little white wolf whose eyes were tightly shut and began to wipe it down himself, remembering what Jeremy had told him.

"It's a boy...male." Dr. Sanders beamed with pride despite the weirdness of it all.

"He's so beautiful." Gloria gasped, her cheeks wet with tears. "He has your colour, Ryan..." She looked awed. "Pure white."

One doctor examined the placenta as the others meticulously and skillfully cleaned Ryan's cut and made sure everything was arranged in the correct way. They didn't bother suturing or stapling the incision shut because Ryan didn't need that to heal. When they were done, they signaled Dr. Sanders.

"Now, Deloris." Dr. Sanders nodded to the warlock who immediately let out a deep breath and began to recite some words under her breath. And right before the eyes of everyone who watched, Ryan's cut flesh began to repair itself. It was absolutely fascinating to watch.

"The outer flesh will heal now but it will take about two to three days for the wound on the inside to completely heal." Deloris muttered, her eyes moist with tears of relief and joy.

"Thank you, everyone." Ryan choked, too overcome with emotion at the sight of his kid to say any more.

The baby being in a wolf form certainly didn't change how Ryan felt about him. It wasn't strange at all that his and Jeremy's kid would make a sensational entrance. Everyone already knew that their baby was unique so really, their son had merely lived up to his reputation. He was his and Jeremy's...and the entire pack's. And he was perfect. Ryan turned his head to look at his red-eyed mate when he felt his presence beside him.

"Thank you." The Ojah said simply. Then he leaned down and took Ryan's mouth in a kiss so tender it brought tears to Ryan's eyes. The shocked onlookers cheered of course.

"Thanks for being there for me." Ryan gave a tremulous smile.

"Always." The Ojah murmured.

"Alpha?" Dr. Sanders said tentatively as he held out the sleeping pup to its father but the Ojah actually looked terrified.

"Who's the pussy now?" Philip drawled, totally amused at the Ojah's reaction.

"Well, I'm done with what I came here to do." The Ojah breathed. "Your friend can take over now." He turned his gaze to the medical team. "Thanks, team. Good job." They looked too scared to acknowledge the praise.

The Ojah then met Deloris' eye and gave a nod to convey his respect and gratitude. He then leaned down and kissed Gloria on the cheek, bringing a huge smile to the face of the seasoned warrior. Then finally, the Ojah went to Dr. Sanders who still had the pup lying in his outstretched palm. The red-eyed beast just stared at the pup. Then to everyone's shock, he actually smiled. There was a collective gasp from all who watched but Ryan. He already knew how sweet the Ojah could be. One moment the Ojah was smiling at his son, the next moment a blue-eyed Jeremy stood there, staring.

"Sylvester..." Jeremy breathed, his gaze filled with so much love and awe.

Without touching the pup, Jeremy turned around and signaled Troy to come inside. Then he went to his mate. When he got to his grinning mate, Jeremy leaned down and drew him into his arms. Then simply held him. Whatever Jeremy seemed to be telling his mate on their mind-link must have been very emotional if the tears running down the face of a smiling Ryan was anything to go by. After what seemed like hours but was mere minutes, Jeremy finally let go of his mate. Then with an excited grin on his face, he grabbed Troy's hand and drew him to where Dr. Sanders stood with his sleeping son. He still didn't touch him though.

"We're naming him after dad." Jeremy told his brother.

"Sylvester Stanton." Troy breathed. "Thank you." He added in a whisper. "He's beautiful. What name would you have given him if he were a girl?"

"Emma." Jeremy responded. "After Ryan's mother. That was the plan."

"Cool." Troy nodded. "I'm glad dad won." He whispered conspiratorially. The two brothers erupted with laughter.

"We can hear you assholes, you know..." Ryan drawled, his tone so comical even the busy medical team couldn't hold in their laughter.

"Err...Deloris?" Jeremy called.

"Yes, Alpha Jeremy?" The warlock stepped closer to the alpha of alphas.

"Isn't he going to shift?" He breathed. "I mean he's supposed to, right?"

"I really don't know what his deal is." The warlock laughed. "He will shift when he's ready I guess."

"Remember when he threw me?" Dr. Sanders murmured. "I think that was when he shifted."

"Ryan used magic to stop your movement then." Deloris nodded. "That must have fueled him."

"I'm sorry, I acted without thinking." Ryan groaned. "We needed Dr. Sanders on his feet, not all broken up." He added, making the others laugh. "Just take him already, Jeremy." Ryan laughed softly. He could tell his mate was stalling.

"But..." Jeremy looked like a deer caught in the headlights of a car.

"But what?" Gloria asked.

"Ugh...he's so...little." Jeremy's gasp finally confirmed to everyone watching that just like his counterpart the mighty Ojah, the alpha of alphas was scared to hold his son.

The medical team discreetly averted their eyes and hid their grins as the others dissolved into laughter.

"Anyone seen a chicken around?" Stan's shout earned him a finger from the alpha of alphas and more laughter from the others.

"Are you done with my mate, Sanders?" Jeremy asked with a sheepish grin.

"Yes, alpha." The doctor nodded. "He's going to be wheeled back to his room."

"Good. Place my child on my mate's chest for now." Jeremy instructed. "And Stan?" Jeremy called to his grinning friend. "Get them to change the rug in Ryan's room...what's the word you doctors usually use? Stat!" Jeremy grinned as the medical team laughed. "Preferably, a thick and fluffy one, Stan."

"Right away Alpha." Stan took off.

"What are you doing?" Ryan laughed, his curious eyes on his mate.

"You'll see." Jeremy gave his mate a wink so sexy and lecherous he blushed.

"He's back." Philip muttered with a fist pump, obviously thrilled that his friend was himself again and taking charge.

"Michelle?" Gloria called to the nurse as the doctor placed her grandson on Ryan's chest. "I need soft towels. New and very soft please." She seemed to know exactly what her son was trying to do. "Congratulations honey." She kissed a teary-eyed Ryan on the forehead. "I'm so proud of you."

"Hey..." Troy grinned up at Philip who looked totally captivated by the sight of Ryan and his son together. "Amazing isn't it?"

"That's the sweetest, most adorable, and most beautiful fucking sight ever." Philip breathed as he took out his phone and focused on the proud emotional father and his beautiful son on the bed.

***

Ryan couldn't help his shocked gasp when he was wheeled back into the large executive room. The room in which he'd been some hours earlier looked like a flower shop. And the beautiful fragrance emanating from the different flowers added a sweet and natural touch to the room which Ryan absolutely loved. The seats in the room had been pushed further away from the bed, leaving an even bigger space in front of the bed. And on the floor in front of the bed was a wide plush white rug which Ryan thought was undeniably beautiful. When Jeremy began to strip, Ryan finally figured out what his mate had in mind. The alpha wolf was going to take over. After all, their son was in wolf form so would be more comfortable around the wolf.

"I should have known." Ryan laughed and wrapped his arms around his sleeping son as he was transferred to his bed.

"Everyone has a role to play." Gloria chuckled as her son shifted into a large red wolf.

The wolf went to Ryan's side and nuzzled him affectionately until Ryan started to giggle. After a last playful lick across Ryan's mouth, the red wolf went to lie on the rug and watched as his mother arranged about three towels beside him, clearly intended for his child.

'We hadn't expected this.' Gloria muttered on her mind-link with her son. 'I'll go and look for something cozy and appropriate for him as soon as the two of you get comfortable.

'You sure he's not hungry?' The wolf asked.

'We've made a bottle ready for him. Deloris is on standby. Dr. Sanders and Paige too. I won't be long.'

'Alright. But I'd rather he sleeps in my arms instead of the towels.' The wolf said. 'I know he'll prefer that.'

'You're right.' Gloria nodded. 'He'll definitely love the body heat. Should I bring him?' She asked the wolf, who gave a quick nod. Gloria went to the sleeping pup and gently rubbed it. "Hey munchkin, I'm your grandma. And I'm going to take you to your daddy." With that very important pronouncement, Gloria gently picked up her grandchild and went to place him in the arms of the alpha wolf who promptly let out a soft howl, announcing his joy.

Ryan couldn't help the smile that widened his lips as he watched his mate and child from his spot on the bed. He sighed with contentment, sending out a silent prayer of gratitude to the Supreme Being for bringing such joy into his life. He'd definitely never thought his life would be that fulfilled. But despite his joy, one thing was bothering the mate of the alpha of all alphas. He felt left out. He wanted to be on that rug with his family. The alpha wolf felt his mate's need.

'You will be more comfortable on the bed, baby.' The wolf muttered.

'I'd rather be there with you two.' Ryan whimpered.

'Alright, call the nurses to come and help you.' The wolf sighed. He knew better than to try to talk his mate out of something like that.

'I can come myself.' Ryan grunted as he slowly sat up, swung his feet off the bed, and grabbed his pillows.

'Ryan...' The wolf gave a warning growl but his stubborn mate ignored him and got off the bed. 'So stubborn.' He muttered as Ryan stretched out beside him. But the tenderness in the eyes of the beast as he watched his mate snuggling closer couldn't be masked. It certainly felt amazing having their son nestled cozily between them.

'Brilliant thinking.' The wolf chuckled. 'Now get some sleep.'

And when Philip entered the room some minutes later, it was to find the huge alpha wolf sleeping peacefully with both his mate and son.

The alpha pulled out his phone and snapped away...

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Short Name Challenge:

Finally, we meet baby...pup, Sylvester. Let's find this powerful kid the sexiest short form for Sylvester.

The short form that pops up the most, wins.

Let's get cracking...

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