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My mum described her as pretty, but that word was not powerful enough—no word ever will be. It’s the same way a colour-blind person would describe the sky as blue, on an early morning day where the sun is just rising against the symphony of colours.
My mate is the sun, the sky, the moon, the stars… she’s everything. Her mere presence pulls me into her orbit, and I just know that I’ll do anything for her.
Her black hair is long and curly, the ringlets framing her face beautifully to show off that gorgeous face of hers. She’s got tanned skin, despite it being the end of winter, and her cheeks are a rosy red. Her nose is tiny and small, her lashes long as her baby blue eyes blink.
Her lips are so bright and full, and I’m desperate to sink my teeth into them, to taste her. I don’t know what would be brighter—the colour of her blood or them.
She’s got a perfect fucking figure, only accentuated by the tight-fitting outfit she’s wearing. She’s slim, with curves in all the right places, and Artemis, I can not wait to put my hands on her.
Her hips are wide, her breasts so fucking full, and I can only imagine how perky her ass is.
She’s perfection, and I’m a mere mortal who doesn’t even deserve to look at the beauty she is.
“This is her,” I say, scrunching my face up as Max screams in my mind. He’s far too loud, but I can’t deny him his celebration. “She’s definitely ours.”
Mine. Mine. Mine.
She’s mine.
“Ours,” Max protests, and I nod, giving him that. She’s ours. Mine and Max’s. Mine and the rest of my quad.
All of ours.
Ours to love.
Ours to protect.
Ours to care for.
“Hm,” Topher says, and whilst his overall demeanour looks unbothered, I can feel the restraint he’s barely holding onto. He’s controlling his wolf, stopping Orion likely from charging over there and marking her here and now.
I respect that.
Even if I wish that I was the first-born so that privilege would come to me first.
The tiny baby in her arms draws my attention as she lets out a tiny whine, and I watch as my mate effortlessly adjusts Phoebe to get her more settled in her arms. Maia gently rubs across Phoebe’s face, soothing our tiny princess, and my wolf howls loudly in my mind.
Maia was born to be a mother—born to be my mate.
“She’s our pup,” Max says, gleeful. “Do you see her? Do you feel her? She’s so strong. We have a female pup. A female, Alexander! Do you know how privileged we are?”
“A tiny little princess to protect,” I whisper, already enchanted by the little beauty before us.
She’s got her mother’s black, curly hair, and she seems so dainty and delicate. Tiny little arms, with even smaller fingers. She’s wearing a pretty pink outfit that hides her little toes, but I know they’ll be just as perfect as she is. I’ve never seen a baby as sweet as she is.
“She’s everything,” I whisper to Max, the profound sense of purpose already filling my heart.
Earlier today, I had nothing more than my revenge plot to keep me going.
But now? I have a mate, a pup, and the beginning of my very bright and fulfilling future.
“How dare you—” my mate spits, the anger in her voice startling me. She’s in a fury, and it’s a fucking vision.
Her baby blue eyes are wide, her lips quirked in a snarl, and she’s glaring at Topher as if he’s the devil himself.
“Our mate is not impressed with Christopher,” Max says, having been paying attention where I was not. “Orion is angry with Christopher, too. Our brother hurt our mate, Alex.”
“Then our brother will pay the price,” I silently promise.
