Third person P.O.V

It was another peaceful day at the Lawson’s house, birds were twittering in the sun shine, but the angry shouting had them leaving their post: “DERMOT BENJAMIN LAWSON! YOU BETTER GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE ASSHOLE!” that powerful voice would belong to Aeryn Niamh Lawson the latest edition to the Lawson family. People could see an eighteen year old boy with golden hair run away from an angry looking sixteen year old girl.

The boy would have gotten away scot free if it wasn’t for an older man with pure white hair and a white and green eye standing  in his path, making the boy smack into him; smiling but the smile didn’t reach his eyes. “What do you think you’re doing Dermot? Have I not told you that Aeryn doesn’t enjoy your jokes like the rest?” The boy called Dermot looked at the ground while mumbling an answer, the man bends down and helps the younger man up. The girl eyes light up as she sees the man; “Mom!! You’re home!” she shouts and launches herself around the man’s neck making him chuckle.

With the girl wrapped around his neck the man holds out a hand for Dermot to take, to which he hesitates, and then he sees the man’s eyes as he doesn’t accept the hand. They look so sad, that Dermot quickly grabs the man’s hand, and the man laces their fingers together and pulls the boy close and kisses his forehead, before pulling the boy after him towards the house.

Nobody noticed that there in the doorway of the house a boy stood who looks exactly like the one who was holding the hand of the man with the white hair. The boy smiles at the scene, “Hello Brendan.” before walking forward and hugs the man for dear life. "Hello mom." Once the man stands on the porch the kids move away from the man, looking slightly scared for what’s going to happen next. Out of nowhere another man comes storming towards the white haired man. It’s Connor Lawson, Alpha of the Sun Warriors wolves and business magnet as well as mayor of Clearwater.

One must come to the conclusion that the other man, who now is engulfed in a bone crushing hug, in none other than Farrell Lawson; husband and biological parent to the three kids standing there on the driveway, who are looking anywhere but their making out parents, also the Luna of the Sun Warriors wolves and works at the local hospital in the management department, and has just returned from a conference in Las Vegas.

When they finally separate from each other Connor bends and picks up the dropped suite case, wraps an arm around Farrell and walks into the house closely followed by the three children, who all talk at once, wanting to know what Farrell did in Las Vegas, did he go to a casino and gambled?; This was one of the twins; did he go to a strip club? That was the other of the twins. Connor glared at them, silently telling them to be quiet. Farrell looked tired and had black rings around his eyes; he smiled tiredly at the kids, telling them that he would answer all their questions later after he had a nap.

Farrell’s P.O.V

I smile as the kids wander off, probably back to their rooms to go back to whatever they were doing before I got home. I let out a groan as I flop down on the couch, kick off my shoes and put my feet on the armrest of the couch. I hear Connor chuckle, “Long day love?” without opening my eyes I reply “Yeah it was and some idiot got my luggage lost and it took me an hour before I had it and then the plane was delayed for at least another hour."

I feel Connor lift my legs and put them in his lap and started massaging my tired feet. I groan, when he hit a painful spot, but sigh as the pain leaves my body. His hands don’t stay to my feet, the hands slowly creep up to my calves, and then to my thighs, making me rolling my hips and a low moan leaves my mouth. I open my eyes as his wonderful hands leave my body, seeing Connor smirk at me, making my raise an eyebrow at him; “What? What is it?” I narrow my eyes, until his hand gently squeezes the bulge in my pants. I moan his name and cum right there.

I blush when I see Connor smirk evilly at me, to torture me he slowly licks his lips and wraps his arms around me and carries me upstairs bridal style.

Connor’s P.O.V

I hear Aeryn scream at Dermot again, he must have pulled on of his pranks on her again. Rubbing the back of my neck I count the seconds for Farrell to return, I wanted to pick him up at the airport but I had a last minute urgent meeting with the Council about the fact that Aeryn turns sixteen this month and the fact both of my boys are still mateless. Then I hear her squeal as the scent from Farrell enters my nose. Finally! He’s home!

I wait until all the kids gave him a hug, then I storm out of the house and crush Farrell to my chest. I feel him sigh, meaning he’s happy to be back. I run my hand through his hair, making him bend his head backwards and kiss him passionately, which he gladly returns. Once we are inside the house I shoo the kids away, knowing Farrell needs some time to regroup after the flight from Vegas.

Just like I expected Farrell flops down on the couch, I chuckle at his antics and start massaging his tired feet. He hisses a few times, I must have hit a bundle of nerves, when I reach his hips, his is fully erect. Pulling back my hand, Farrell asks what is going on, but sees the look in my eyes and shuts up. He has been gone for three weeks, and I couldn’t touch him for three weeks and now that he is back I am planning on catching up on those three weeks.

As I carry him upstairs I am secretly glad that I made our bedroom soundproof, so that the kids won’t hear all of the moans Farrell will make. Of that I am sure; I will make sure to show much I love him and how happy I am to have him back home with me and the kids.

Before I kick our bedroom door close; I see three questioning faces before they turn red and pull them back in their rooms and slam their doors shut. I gently lay Farrell on our bed, tugging off his sweater, run my hands over his stomach, enjoying the way he shivers. I slowly unbuckle his belt, take my time unzipping him before finally tug of the pants. Sliding my hand down his thighs and legs; I take off his socks. Now he is just covered by his boxers, not for long as he himself raises his hips and slowly tugs off his boxers before lying back down on the bed.

He stretches his arms out towards me; and I quickly take of my clothes, and slowly drape myself over his shivering frame. The moment his arms wrap themselves around me I ravage his willing body with my mouth and hands. I smirk as he tries to hold back his moaning and failing miserably. “Don’t worry love, in the time you were gone I had our room sound proofed, so don’t worry about the moaning.” I say and prove my point by nipping and sucking at his nipples, slowly driving him insane, by the time I reach his leaking shaft he is a weeping, mewling mess. Take me. Those two words are all I need to hear and pound into his more than willing body; it embraces me in its warmth, gently sucking me in. Farrell is beyond any reason, he is moving his hips frantically; trying to keep up with my pace. He screams at the top off his lungs as he cums, not caring who hears it.

As he is coming down from his high, I am already making preps for our next round; Farrell blushes as he remembers the sounds he made. But seeing as nobody comes in, he relaxes until a knock sounds on the door; its Brendan dinner is ready. We get dressed, walk down and have a big family diner; with both our parents present, who ask the same question as the kids did earlier.

The kids were allowed to stay up until the family left, which was around ten at night. For one kid it was way past her bedtime. After the kids went back up, finishing up their homework, I helped Farrell with cleaning up the dishes and whatnot. When that was all finished it was around midnight, I haven’t forgotten what I had in store for Farrell. Licking my lips, I thank my lucky stars that we both have a day off tomorrow, as I lightly trail my hands over Farrell’s shoulders down to his hips. Rubbing gently at his hips, telling him I am not finished with him yet.

He turned around in my arms with half hooded eyes, telling all I needed to know. Slightly grinding into him with my erection already fully formed, he shivered moaning lightly while rolling his hips into mine. I smiled at his reaction, but before I could do anything Farrell wriggled out of my grip and moved up the stairs clearly trying to seduce me. I have to say its working! I waste no time and in no time I caught up with Farrell before he could reach our bedroom door. My hands go around his waist and pull him into my body as I open the door. The door closes and Farrell is already stripped down to his boxers, knowing my plan already, as he looks seductively over his shoulder as he bends down to take off his boxers.

I wait no longer and pounce on him, he moans again as we make contact again and I show Farrell how much I love him. He better not forget it!

Third person P.O.V

In a certain room in Mayor Lawson’s house there are shadows moving along the wall, according to those shadows the two people in that room can’t or won’t let go off each other. As the moon rises high in the skies, and after a while when the moon makes place for the sun, the two figures in the room stop what they are doing and decided to go to sleep.

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That's it! This is the end of the Moon's Silent Cry! I hope that you enjoyed this book as much as I took pleasure in writing it! Please leave a comment with your thoughts on the ending! 

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