Page 17 of Baby's First Howl


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“Pup, singular,” I point out, although my dick starts to get hard at the thought of her being round with more pups. I’ve not even laid eyes on the woman, and yet I can’t wait to fuck a baby into her. “We shouldn’t assume she wants more.”

“We will not settle for just one,” he says, boldly. “I’ll claim her as my own, and then fuck her?—”

“Enough,” I say, cutting him off. From the moment we went through puberty together, my wolf’s primary goal has been to find our mate so he can mate her, and then fuck a pup, or seven, into her. Topher has cautioned my dad that women aren’t cattle, and yet my wolf has the strongest urge to breed I’ve ever known. “She might not even be ours.”

“You would doubt me?” I can feel his hurt through our bond, the depth to it surprising me. I immediately shake my head, soothing my inner wolf.

I don’t doubt him—I doubt myself. A mate with a daughter? I’d never be so lucky.

“Of course not, but… she’s human, Max.”

“And you can smell her—both of them. Doesn’t the pup feel like yours? Ours?” Max is insistent.

“Well…” I trail off, not bothering to argue with him since it’ll only encourage him.

Of course I can feel the pup—we bonded from the moment I entered the house. The child of my mate is my child, too, and the pup will know it as she develops properly.

Phoebe is a strong she-wolf, the spirit inside her strengthening quickly despite her young age.

“She’s pretty,” my mum adds.

“Beautiful,” Max says, with delight. “Our pretty polite mate better be ready for us. We’re going to love her, and pet her, and spoil her and our littlest pup. We’ll make her so happy she’ll give us more babies, and shower us in her love for all of eternity.”

“Great idea,” I say, only half sarcastically.

“Go through, introduce yourselves, and verify this claim,” my dad says, and both Topher and I nod. As we pause in the hallway, Topher shakes his head, trying to get Orion under control.

He doesn’t want to scare our mate.

Admirable, if a little wasted. Topher’s sharp tongue will no doubt scare her more than the wolf inside will.

“Are you okay, brother?” I ask across our sibling bond. This is one only us four quads can access, instead of the pack bond or family bond that are open for wider communication. It means nobody can infiltrate it, and overhear something they shouldn’t.

“I’m trying,” he says. “But you know how it is.”

I do know, and I give him a reassuring look.

“Let’s go, boys,” my mum says, coming out of the kitchen and walking by us to try and take command of the situation. “You’ve made her wait for long enough.”

My eyes flash silver as I pass the mirror in the hallway, but I push Max back and refuse to let him take over again.

“But human, please, I need to see our mate!”

“We’re going to see our mate,” I promise him. “You just need to behave, so that we don’t scare her.”

“Scare mate?”

“She’s human, Max. She doesn’t know anything about our world and her daughter shifted, bringing it to her attention. She’ll be terrified and overwhelmed, and her hormones are likely all over the place,” I say, patiently, and my wolf truly does listen. “We need to be the good ones, okay? We need to be supportive and strong, offering her the comfort the others probably won’t. You know what the others are like. Topher’s a hotheaded prick?—”

“Ben and Fluffy are mentally confused,” Max says, and I snort.

“Which leaves Seb who probably won’t say a word to her,” I add, and Max shares his agreement across our bond.

“We’re the good mates. The best. We’ll love her the hardest, protect her the most, and fill her with our second?—”

He cuts off the moment we enter the room and my mate comes into view. I think my heart has stopped beating, my brain frozen, as I literally stop breathing.

She’s fucking beautiful. Stunning. Gorgeous.

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