“You are welcome to visit whenever you miss the girls,” I propose.
I will accept your offer. He confesses, “I will greatly miss my little princess.”
“Let us shift the topic.” Would you like some brownies and cookies? Celine provides.
“Affirmative on Brownies!”I concur. I take a bite, and my goodness! “These are exceptional!” I emit a groan.
“Celine excels in the kitchen,” Brandon informs me.
“Are there any areas in which you lack proficiency?”I enquire, but she merely rolls her eyes and laughs.”
“Also, sample these M&M cookies,” Brandon directs me. I take a bite and cannot suppress a pleasurable eye roll.
“Remarkable,” I exclaim once more. I observe Alyssa devouring a brownie. Chocolate encircles her lips. It is charming.
I must depart. “Gavin requires my assistance,” Brandon states.
“The exterior environment is exquisite.” Shall we accompany Alyssa to the park for a walk? “I will prepare a lunch, and we can have a picnic to continue our discussion from yesterday,” Celine enquires.
“That appears remarkable.” How may I assist?”
Celine instructs me to cleanse Alyssa’s face and hands, and subsequently retrieve the waggon and picnic basket from the rear garage. I bring Alyssa with me. I desire to deepen my acquaintance with her and enhance our connection. I am her father. I wish to seize every opportunity to engage with her and deepen our relationship. Upon entering the garage, I immediately noticed the waggon and picnic basket. I placed Alyssa in the waggon and commenced pulling her out of the garage.
“Bubbows!” Bubbows! Peas!Her endearing effort to say ‘please’ captivates me completely. I am malleable in those diminutive, plump fingers. I observe her as she indicates a container of bubble solution. I take it, and we sit on the step of the rear deck. I attempt to encourage her to create bubbles, but she derives greater satisfaction from my blowing them and pursuing them in an effort to pop them.
She exclaims, “Bubbows!”Repeatedly, as she laughs and exclaims. I take pleasure in being the source of her happiness. Following approximately 10 minutes of bubble blowing, Celine opens the rear patio door.
“What are you both engaged in?”She enquires, radiating with joy. I am not at all distressed that I have yet to deliver the picnic basket to her.
“She requested the bubbles and stated ‘peas’.” Although I may be an Alpha, I lack the strength to refuse that,” I concede.
She laughs softly and positions herself next to me, leaning against me. “It is effective for me as well.”
“Your effort to understand her holds immense significance for me.” I observe her, and her eyes reflect profound appreciation and affection.
I desire her affection and a sense of security in my presence. I wish to care for both of you, and I desire for us to become a family. I will dedicate as much time and effort to bubble-blowing as possible. I desire to maintain proximity to her, akin to my intentions regarding our biological offspring,” I elucidate.
“That is precisely why you are ideal for us,” she states, settling against me.
“You are also ideal for me, you realize?””
She smiles, “Indeed, you have an affinity for warriors,” she asserts with a smirk.
“What leads you to that conclusion?”“I ponder.”
“Am I mistaken?”She exerts pressure.
“I confess that having a formidable Luna was on my ‘wish list.’”
“I am aware,” she acknowledges.
“What is your source of knowledge regarding that?”I emit a chuckle.
“I possess my methods,” she squints her eyes and subsequently laughs.
“Inform me!”I enquire, intrigued by how she could have possibly acquired that knowledge.
I may have been tasked with training a specific she-wolf for several months to impress a particular Alpha whose mate required to be a formidable combatant. However, I was bound by an oath of confidentiality. I have not disclosed this information to anyone. I believe that, as my confidant, my secret is secure with you. It is ironic that I dedicated seven months to training Aniyah, the most challenging individual I have encountered, solely to impress my friend,” she scoffs.
I negate with a shake of my head. I was unaware; that likely elucidates Aniyah’s anger upon her arrival last night. “Her ferocity, akin to yours, would not have altered the fact that she was never destined to be my Luna.” I found her intolerable,” I concede.
We arrive at the park at 11:30 AM, where several families are present. Alyssa takes her small bucket containing sand toys and proceeds directly to the expansive sandy area. “Celine informs me that she enjoys playing in the sand.”
We arranged the blanket and seated ourselves upon it, orientated towards Alyssa to supervise her. She begins to engage with another young boy in the sand, and I am eager to hear Celine’s remarks.
“The suspense is unbearable.” When will you relocate to Bloodfang Moon?“I inquire.”
