Chapter 28.5 - HOLIDAY SPECIAL

This holiday special takes place in the time just after the end of Torn.

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Danny

I snuggled into Ray's broad chest comfortably as the fire crackled in the hearth in front of us. I cradled hot cocoa piled with marshmallows in my hands as I watched the steadily falling snow accumulate outside. We were quiet, simply enjoying each other's presence and watching the christmas lights twinkle on the twenty foot tall tree. The pack house was practically empty save for a few unmated Omegas that chose to stay home and get chores done, as the entire pack had planned a two day ski outing up north. It was quite the sight watching everyone leave together; with Berlin being fretted over by his mate with every step he took, and Ortiz trying to unsuccessfully escape Corey's clutches.

"How are you feeling, bunny?" Ray's chest vibrated against my back as he spoke in his deep tone, tightening his tree-trunk-like arms around my thin waist as if I would disappear into thin air if he didn't hold me tight enough. I tucked my face into his neck after taking another sip of hot cocoa, pressing chocolate-scented kisses to the sexy stubble that sat on his chin.

"I feel alright right now, but you know that can change very quickly." I mumbled, sighing softly as I set my cocoa to the side to grab my black neck pillow for added comfort, snuggling it close to my chest and inhaling the scent of Ray that it so generously gave off. Part of the reason I always kept it close was because of that reason alone; it smelled just like my mate and that calmed me when he couldn't always be around.

"Just tell me if you need anything, beautiful. I will get it for you, I don't want you moving around too much." Ray added, mumbling against my temple before kissing it softly and shifting me to sit sideways in his lap. I laughed softly at his statement, peeking open an eye to look up at his handsome face which shone with adoration as he looked back down at me. I knew my eyes held the same expression.

"Ray, I'm not dying. I'm just pregnant because someone decided to keep me up so late that I forgot to take my birth control." I sassed playfully, feeling Ray's hand slip underneath my knitted sweater and splay out across my very slight baby bump to caress the soft skin. I rested my hand on top of his, laid my head on his shoulder and smiled at his affectionate action. Although I never considered having another child after the triplets, after recently discovering I was pregnant I realized that exactly what I needed was someone to look after. Ray was absolutely ecstatic at the news, but became ridiculously overprotective since then.

Never underestimate an Alpha's protectiveness over their mate when they are round with his pups. In the last week of my pregnancy with Berlin, Corey and Tyrus, I had to hold Ray back from killing anyone who even knocked on the door of our room while I was nesting. I was terrified that his famous temper would return, but every time I looked him in the eyes and kissed his lips, he would simmer down and wrap his arms around me so tightly I thought I would shatter.

So, you could only guess his reaction to the announcement of the ski trip. He kept spouting nonsense about the possibility of the bus combusting into flames, or me somehow tripping and falling hard enough to cause a miscarriage again. Ever since the first one before the triplets, when our beautiful Omega son was born months too early, Ray was a nervous wreck when it came to letting me out of the house when I was pregnant.

People were beginning to suspect that something was going on due to his overprotectiveness, but the focus of the pack was on Berlin and his quickly approaching labor date, so I knew we could get away with a few more weeks without anyone noticing.

"Hm." Ray grunted and pulled me tighter against him, stubbornly tightening his arms around my body again. I sighed aloud, shifting my body in his lap so that I straddled his thick thighs before cupping his face in my hands to brush our lips together.

"It's okay, I'm going to be fine. I promise. Nothing's going to happen to me." I whispered, kissing his lips softly in order to seal my words. Our lips moved in tandem as I pressed against his giant body, my arms sliding around his neck to pull him closer. His tongue probed gently against my lips, asking for entrance which I immediately granted him as I felt he was seeking solstice in our loving action. After a long moment, we pulled back slowly and pressed our foreheads together, gazing into one another's eyes so deeply I could've sworn I saw his soul.

"Daniel Cahill, I love you." Ray began, forever keeping eye contact with me as he slipped his warm hands underneath the hem of my sweater and whispered quietly against my lips. "You are the reason I get up every morning. You are the reason I have three... - well now four - beautiful children to love as well. Without you, I don't know where I'd be."

I immediately felt tears build up in my eyes and my lips quiver as I threw myself at him, holding tightly around his neck for support as I began to sob that I loved him just as much against his neck. I could've blamed it on the hormones, but I know for a fact that it only had to do with the fact that my love for my mate - my lover - my everything, shook me to my very core.

"Shh, shh... Don't stress yourself out, bunny. It's not good for you or the baby." Ray whispered against my hair as he held me, pressing fleeting kisses to my temple. I couldn't do anything but nod and hiccup, biting my bottom lip hard in an attempt to keep the tears in. However, no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't stop the waterfall of happy tears that cascaded down my cheeks. Ray seemed to realize this after a short moment, and instead of speaking, he simply kissed my tears away in the manner he used to when I would have frequent panic attacks.

"Ray..." I whispered after I managed to get a slight hold on my emotions, taking a deep breath before bringing up the topic that I knew we both dreaded to bring up. "Ray what if I don't make it?"

Male pregnancies have always held the highest mortality rate, however that rate rises exponentially once an Omega grows older. Although I may not have looked it due to the werewolf genes which keep one looking young for quite a while, I was much older than someone might expect. In fact, I was going into my 50th year pretty soon.

Ray sighed, running a hand through his hair before looking down at me and kissing my lips softly. "Wherever you go, or whatever happens, I will be there. Whether that means following you across the world or into the afterlife, I will do so happily if it means I get to see your gorgeous face every single day." He said, cupping my cheek gently in his large hand, as if I was the most fragile of objects. I leaned into his touch, nodding at his words and closing my eyes - savoring the feeling of his rough, masculine palm against my soft cheek.

"Forever?"

"Forever."

Berlin

I sat in a chair by the crackling fireplace in the ski lounge, rubbing my distended belly over my white, fluffy sweater and watching pack members fly down the snowy slopes outside of the floor-to-ceiling window. It was hilarious watching the inexperienced members of the pack tumble down the bunny hill, or - in Ortiz's case - attempt the hardest hill and fall flat on his face. It was hilarious how he was forced to cling to Corey as he effortlessly carried him to the infirmary, spouting nonsense the entire time about how he could "totally nail it" if Corey just let him try it again. However, Corey wasn't having any of Ortiz's nonsense, and simply ignored his incessant nagging.

The ski trip was going so well, and as Luna I was so glad that everyone was getting along. I only wished Dad and Papa came along as well, but Dad hasn't been feeling well lately so - in the proper Papa fashion - he insisted that Daddy stay home to rest. I came to suspect that it may have all been a ploy for them to have sex all over the empty house, but you never know when it comes to those two.

"Here you go, princess. I put extra marshmallows in it for you." I smiled brightly at the sound of the voice that I knew I'd always adore, turning my head just in time to meet Osias's firm lips. Ever since that day in his office, our relationship has been absolutely wonderful. Not only did he formally apologize to and ask for acceptance from my dads, but Osi has also been such a good Papa to our pups. Yes, pups. Plural.

I went to see Benji just before we left for the ski trip, and during the ultrasound he confirmed that I was having twins. Judging by their size, he also confirmed that they would most likely be identical Alphas, and I had ample reason to believe him due to the force they used when they kicked at my ribs. Sometimes, it was enough to make me cry.

I was due in a little more than a week, and Osias was the most overprotective Papa in the world. I hadn't even started nesting yet - thank God/dess - but Osias was acting like I was already in labor. I knew it was largely because of the influence of York, who Osi let out every few days to dote over me and his pups, but it was still slightly annoying that he insisted on carrying me everywhere.

"Thank you, Osi." I smiled against his lips as he handed me the big cup of hot chocolate, careful not to spill any. I'd been deeply craving the sweet beverage, similar to how my Dad said he did when he was pregnant with my brothers and I. Osias took a seat next to me and pulled me gently into his side as he sighed aloud, kissing the top of my head affectionately. I sipped cautiously at my hot chocolate while snuggling into his warm body, smiling as I noticed the drink was the perfect temperature.

"Do you need anything else, kitten?" He asked, gazing down at me while brushing my hair away from my face. I shook my head with a smile as I felt his large hand move to caress my stomach. Our pups began to stir as they sensed their father's presence, and I winced slightly as they kicked at a tender spot on my tummy.

Placing my much smaller hand on top of his, I glanced back out of the huge window.

"I love you. And our beautiful pups that we made." I blushed at my own words, tucking my head into Osias' other muscly arm that wrapped around my body so he couldn't see it."

"Oh, you are too adorable." He chuckled, leaning down to rest his head on top of mine. "I love you too, baby. And I always will."

Ortiz

"I don't even know him! I swear!" I bellowed to the small nurse, ignoring the anger that was evident on Corey's face. Anyone who didn't know him wouldn't be able to tell that he was angry, seeing as to how his emotions barely come through on his face, however, judging by the tensing of his biceps and the slight twitch of his lip, I'd say he was pretty goddamn pissed.

"Um... Sir it's okay if you two are together. I-... I'm gay myself." the little nurse blushed at his words as if he was unsure whether he should have divulged that information or not. I simply scowled, flopping back on the dingy hospital-like bed and crossing my arms stubbornly.

"I'm not gay. I'm not even into guys. Never have been, never will be." I growled, staring at the white ceiling while pursing my lips. "Matter of fact, I'm not even hurt! Corey just has some type-a homo-crush on me, and when he saw me fall, he got his panties all up in a damn twist!"

At that point, Corey was practically fuming in the corner of the room. I could see his knuckles going white and his nostrils flare in a predatory manner as I pushed just about every single boundary he had - which wasn't many.

"S-sir... It is not wise of you to immediately attempt the most difficult slope when you have never skied before." the twink nurse timidly responded, poking and prodding at my legs to test if I have any injuries.

"Shut up!" I yelled suddenly, shaking my head frantically and yanking my legs away from the little twink's surprisingly soft hands. "I'm fine, just leave me the fuck alone!" I pushed away from the nurse, his expression reading complete shock at my sudden reaction. At that moment, Corey decided to intervene, pushing away from his spot against the wall to walk over to the nurse. Placing a hand on his shoulder, Corey glanced down at the smaller male before speaking.

"Please leave. I will calm him and call you back in once I have done so." The incredibly deep tone of Corey's voice never failed to amaze me, as its bass was practically visible as it moved through the air. The nurse, seemingly mesmerized by him as well, squeaked and ran out of the room - probably to find his mate who just so happened to be the residing doctor at the ski lodge.

I froze as soon as the door closed and Corey's eyes met mine, biting my lip hard as I surveyed his anger levels again.

Knuckles still white? Check.

Biceps bulging? Check.

Lips in a tight line? Check.

Fuck.

He definitely got his large form from his Alpha father, as I felt his dominating aura as he stalked towards me. In an instant, I was pinned back against the bed: arms above my head while Corey's large form hovered over me. My eyes widened at his close proximity, and I felt my wolf howl happily at the fact that we were so close to one another. His sweet breath fanned my face and I almost moaned, feeling myself harden in the lower regions.

"What's up with this act, huh? You act like you want nothing to do with me around others, but when it comes down to it you end up keening underneath me. What is it, huh?" He growled out harshly, our faces only centimeters apart. His canines began to extend in a testament to his anger, and an involuntary shiver slid down my spine, causing my lips to part and my back to slightly arch up into his body. Although his display of dominance would usually terrify anyone, I could only think of how sexy he looked - muscles bulging as he held me down underneath him.

"I don't know, I-" I started, only to be cut off by a viscous growl.

"Is it because you want this?!" I gasped aloud as Corey's hands suddenly slipped into the hem of my pants and boxers to yank them down to my ankles. Before I could comprehend anything, I was thrown into a world of pleasure as my legs were pushed up to my chest to expose my pink, puckered hole to him. I felt his fingers immediately on me, poking and prodding to open me up. He was rough, two fingers entering me at once without lubrication while his free hand came around to spank my bare ass.

"Is it?!" He grumbled out, fingers moving rapidly and pressing against my prostate head-on.

Yes, it's exactly because I want this.

"Yes Daddy... I want it..." I breathed out, willing to say anything to keep those glorious, thick fingers right where I wanted them: pressed up nice and snug against my prostate. He had me exactly where he wanted me and he knew it. No matter what, he always got me to the point of 'submissive homo' whenever he decided to do his little display of dominance. But it didn't matter, everyone experiments now and again... It didn't mean I was gay... Right?

Ever since we began having sex, I noticed that Corey would get extra riled up if I threw in a 'Daddy' line every now and then. As if on cue, he reached to the side to grab a small blanket, ripping it down the middle to make a small cloth which he then tied tightly around my wrists and subsequently secured to the headboard of the bed. I was almost immobile as he yanked off my boots to remove my pants and boxers completely. The outline of his bulge made my mouth water, and judging by the twitch of his lips on his otherwise expressionless face, he knew exactly what he was doing to me.

"As punishment, I'm going to fuck you. You better hope the little nurse doesn't come back in unannounced or else you'll have a lot of explaining to do."

I just smirked.

"Yes, Daddy."

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Since some of you got attached to the little nurse that Corey and Ortiz met at the infirmary, I wrote a one-shot of him and his mate which you can find on my profile in the one-shot book!

xoxo,

Alex