Page 30 of Baby's First Howl


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I need her. I need her more than I need air to breathe, food to eat.

I never realised how bleak my life was before she entered it.

How much I was missing.

How dark everything was.

But with her here, with my mate and child in my space, in my life, in my heart, everything has changed.

“Mate,” I whisper back, a ghost of a smile on my lips.

But her face falls, her eyebrows furrowing, as her scent darkens once more.

She’s hesitant, and I hate to be the cause of her unease. It leaves a bitter taste in my mouth, and so I retreat into my mind and let Kane push forward to take over for us. He’s done it for most of our interactions thus far, even without anyone truly noticing, and I think my mate deserves to meet my wolf properly.

He loves her so inherently that I can’t deny him this moment.

“You are a kind soul,” Kane says. “Our mate will appreciate that when we raise our youngling.”

“I’m your mate, yes,” Maia says, and it’s almost like she’s placating us. I can scent her fear, and I don’t think she realised it was me acknowledging the claim, this time, and not Kane.

No harm will ever come to her from my hand—nor Kane’s. It goes against every instinct inside of us.

A mate is to be loved. Cherished. Desired. Protected.

And my mate? She’ll learn that nobody loves harder than Sebastian Wolfe.

“She will learn to love us both,” Kane reassures me, and his firm belief is hard to ignore. “Mate is strong. Mate is kind. Mate will love you. Love us all.”

He has confidence where I do not. Even if she doesn’t love me, even if she can’t, I’ll never venture far away. I’ll wait in the shadows, watching, loving, supporting. I’ll be her guardian angel, her unwavering protector, as I do whatever is necessary to give her the life she deserves.

Even if that life doesn’t include me—especially then.

“Mate does not believe she is ours,” Kane says as we step closer to her. He’s reassuring my fears and reassuring Maia at the same time. “But we will prove it to, mate. Over, and over, and over.”

A blush coats her cheeks, and she bites down on those plump, rosy lips of hers. She’s so fucking alluring right now—beautiful and sexy, all wrapped up in one delicate package. Maia releases her lip, and her head is tucked downwards. She can’t meet my eyes, which is the cutest thing.

She’s embarrassed.

“She’s adorable,” Kane coos, holding in the urge to reach out and touch her. He’s desperate to claim her as his own, but he knows she’s not ready.

Unlike my brothers’ wolves, Kane never needs corralling from me. He never needs to be lectured or restrained. He’s glorious, and we’re the best team that could ever exist.

He understands Maia isn’t ready for our mark, to accept that we’re mates. He even understands that she’s not ready for casual touches.

We can wait. We’ll bond with her, we’ll let her learn to trust us.

We’ll wait. No matter how long it takes.

But we won’t ever let her doubt her worth.

“I’m not sure how to reply to that,” she says with a very soft tone of voice. “Can you do me a favour?”

My heart races, and I feel myself nodding. I’m rewarded with her beautiful smile, the genuine way her baby blue eyes light up, and she hesitantly offers me our sleeping angel.

“Could you hold her? I’m desperate for a wee, and she… she likes you.” There’s so much doubt in Maia’s tone, and I don’t know why.

Phoebe likes me?

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