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He’d bitten her before, of course. Not every time they had sex but often enough that she looked forward to it as much as having his cock deep inside of her. When his teeth sank deeper into her flesh, she screamed out his name and begged him for more. Shehad to hold onto her vision or pass out when he growled low against her flesh.

When he tore at her flesh, his teeth going deeper into her shoulder, she held onto the bed as he growled again and again. This time was different, she didn’t know how it was different, but it was enough that she was slightly afraid of him. Then he let her go.

Falling into the bed, she lay there. When his tongue moved over the tender skin of the bites, she whimpered a bit. As soon as he pulled her into his arms, she didn’t want to be held. She wanted to get as far away from him as she could. But he held her tightly as he made sure she was all right.

“What did you do?” he said that he was sure that he was changing her. “Into a wolf? Are you sure?”

“I’m not, but my wolf wanted to hurt you badly enough that you would need to be changed. I’m so sorry, love. I didn’t know that I was going to do that.” She thought of all the implications that meant. She’d be a wolf. “Are you all right?”

“I am. Better than all right. Are you all right too?” he said that he was sorry that he’d hurt her. “I’m all right. I swear. But I’m bleeding.” He picked her up in his arms and held her, taking her to the bathroom. She could see that the wound was already healed up. Washing off all the blood, she was back in bed with him in twenty minutes. After getting warmed up, she fell into a deep sleep and felt better than she had in years.

By the next morning, she was feeling great. Her body seemed to hum with good health and her mind was clearer than it had before meeting Ayden. She didn’t worry about anything. Her mind was clicking off things like it was a well-oiled machine. After getting another shower, this time washing her hair twice, she was in the kitchen with her family and enjoying the day. Christmas had never been so wonderful to her.

By the time all the gifts were opened, Ayden having gottenher a beautiful emerald bracelet and ring, she was ready to see what the other family members had to say about this new her. As soon as she walked into the house, Lica smiled at her.

“Welcome to the pack, Summer. You’re a wolf.” She wanted to giggle but acted like she’d known it all along. The others noticed it as well, telling her how much they were happy for her and Ayden. The girls wanted to know how they were to become one as well, and sadly, Lica told them that they’d have to wait until they were older. Or met their own wolf. She hadn’t given any thought to her daughters being mates to wolves but was thrilled to no end that they might have the same love life that she did.

After everyone opened their gifts that were special for the day, they sat around feeling full and enjoying watching the big screen television. As they were all snacking around on desserts, she took a look at Brandy. She looked like she was in pain, and it occurred to her that the woman might well be in labor. It took twenty minutes to get her convinced that she needed to get to the hospital and then ten minutes more before she was giving birth. It was all that quick.

Baby boy Frazier weighed in at just over eleven pounds. He was nineteen inches long and had coal-black hair like his father. The streak of white running through the front was a clear sign that he was going to be the next alpha. He looked so much like his father that no one was surprised that he was named Lica Edward Fraizer. He’d go by Eddy.

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There wasn’t a sound in the house as he made his way to the bedroom. Guy didn’t want to be at home but spend more time watching over his new nephew, but the hospital was telling them all that they needed to get home. He thought it was because they’d been carrying the little man around and showing him off to everyone. Who wouldn’t on their first of many children borninto the family?

“What are you doing?” He nearly shifted to his wolf when he heard someone speaking behind him. “Did you hear me? I asked you what you were doing?”

“Going to bed.” He didn’t move when he looked in the direction of the voice. “How did you get into my house?”

“This is my house. Now that the others are gone, I can finally come out of hiding.” He looked harder at the woman standing there. “What are you staring at? I have shit that needs to be done, and you’re not helping me by staring at me.”

“You’re dead.” She just clicked her teeth at him. “I mean, you’re really dead, and you’re in my house.”

“Of course I’m dead. I’ve seen you around. You’ve been moving your things in since the others moved out.” He asked her if the others had seen her. “No. They were too wrapped up in their own lives to notice someone like me about. Why can you see me anyway?”

“I have no idea.” He made his way to the kitchen then, thinking that with a ghost in the house, a female one, he needed to be more careful of the things that he’d been doing. “I was hit in the head a few weeks ago. Could that be it? I don’t particularly care for people, and I doubly don’t care for dead ones.”

“I’m not human. Or at least I wasn’t. I was a tiger. I was killed about ten years ago when someone broke into my home and robbed me. They still don’t have any idea who did it, and I’ve been working with the police since then.” He asked her if the police could see her. “Don’t be stupid. You’re the only one who can see me. Why is that?”

“I said I don’t know.” He put away all the things that he’d brought home in the way of leftovers. Brandy had wanted to make sure that he had enough to eat since he was living alone. He’d been living alone before, and no one had given him food to take home. Of course, it could have been because he’d not beento any of their homes long enough to get food, but that was all on him. “Why are you at this house if you were killed at your own home?”

“I liked it here. No one bothered me until you came around.” He pointed out that this was his home. “For now, it is. Before you get too comfy, remember that I was here first.”

“But I paid for this place.” He ignored her for getting himself another piece of apple pie. Of course, she had to take objections to that as well. After he put the pie away and washed up his dish, he went to the living room, knowing that he was never going to get any sleep now. “Where do you sleep or whatever you do? For that matter, what’s your name?”

“Belinda Gross. Who are you?” He told her, and she nodded. “I’ve heard of your family. Especially your parents. They’re not all that nice, are they, or at least they weren’t. I heard that your father died. Is that right?”

“Mother killed him.” She seemed satisfied with that, and he continued to watch television. “She’s in prison. Why don’t you go and visit her? She might be a hoot to have around. She wasn’t when I was a kid.”

“I saw your father once. He’s gone now, good riddance. He wasn’t a great ghost. I can imagine that he wasn’t all that great of a dad, either. They were both bastards if you ask me.” He told her that no one did, but he agreed with her. “You’re not terribly nice, are you? Did someone shit in your oatmeal?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I am what I am.” He wanted her to go away, but he couldn’t make himself tell her again to leave. Like she had said, she’d been here before him. “The people that lived here, they never mentioned anyone haunting them.”

“I didn’t bother with them. They had enough trouble on their own. Couldn’t hold a penny between them. If not for their daughter, I believe they would have had a pact together and diedby suicide together. I’ve never seen such a couple like them. To think that I liked them when I first moved in here.”

The two of them talked most of the night. It was just coming up on four in the morning when he made his way up to his bed. Tomorrow, he was going to find himself some furniture at the stores with after-Christmas sales and see if he could find himself a good bed. Not that he minded sleeping on the floor with a sleeping bag, but it, like a lot of things that he was out of in the house was getting old.

She knew almost everyone in town. The good and the bad about them. Just because he was running out of things to say to her at one point, he asked her about the old alpha. She had a pinched look on her face, but she asked him what he wanted to know.

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