Chapter 74
Maximus pov
“No, because I haven’t had my first heat so I shouldn’t be able to get pregnant yet. Because it takes a lot to grow a cub. We won't go into our first heat until a year and a day after marking and mating. You can have sex all you want before the marking, but it doesn’t count until after marked. So the year and a day are from the day that you first mate after marking. So, see how this is impossible.” Fallen throws her hands in the air as she jumps up to pace. Looking around the room only my father and I don’t have goofy grins on our faces.
“You know sweetie I have learned this pack works a lot different than other packs. First, since the day the pack was formed, there has always been a Samuels as the alpha and a black as the beta. The gamma and delta not always but the last three generations have proved the lines so I’d imagine it sticking. Plus we have an Ambrose.” My mother says with a wave of her hand. What she said is true but that doesn’t explain this whole thing.
“Mom this isn’t one of your fairy tales..” “of course it is. Look the princess was saved by the brave prince.” First pointing to fallen than me. “ we have a wicked witch hiding in the shadows plotting against the ruler of the land. Then you have the fairy okay witch child on the side of good helping the brave warriors win the battle. Tell me where that’s not real.” My mother huffs at me. My sister’s giggles have me glaring at her. My father to his credit is trying hard not to laugh while my mother my evil wicked mother stares at me with her puppy dog eyes that work on everyone. -blink, blink- fine okay you win it’s kinda like your books. Happy now?” crossing my arms slouching back in my chair.
Tinkering bells fill the room as Fallen starts to giggle uncontrollably. Her pale face was now a bright red. “what has you giggling, so much?” I ask as I stand so I can go to her. “this.” She waves her hand palm up at us. “you are like the families we watched on movie nights. I never thought it was really the banter the sassy snarky just overall happy and comfortable family. I mean we had that too but we also never really got to let our guards down so much. This pack is like a fairy tale come true. I feel so, so oh I don’t know how to explain how I feel” fallen is now full-on ugly crying and I’m full-on panicking. Looking at my mother then father for help. they both shake their heads get up, and leave. “so I would get uncle Pil up to speed and maybe doctor Locke on your next appointment. Don’t worry we will all be here for you Fallen. If anything you keeping Maxy on his toes will be fun to watch.” She raises her middle finger up sticking her tongue out and looking at max.
After she leaves I look up at max “what was the finger thing?” I ask. Looking down at me confused before a beautiful smile splits his face. “it’s a rude jester. Mostly means oh um like piss off, fuck you. Now your mood dictates if that’s a bad piss-off or a good or funny piss-off. It’s got a wide range of meanings.” Smiling down at her. “oh we do that like this” bringing her index finger down to her thumb. “now if you make a hole here with all three remaining fingers up it’s in anger but if the thumb covers the finger and no hole it’s in fun. Can’t really see facial features as well back home.” Showing me the slip of her index finger to the tip of her thumb or across the knuckle of the thumb.
“That’s like our signs. Well not fully but ya.” “signs?” she asks. “ya we learn a form of sign language as pups and kept fluent in it. Turns out it’s for more than keeping our minds sharp. My dad told me about how, and uncle Phil used it at the winters castle to speak freely without anyone catching on. He tells it better but basically, they were slaves. But not fully because of delta hunters mother and a set of charmed rings. And that’s how they took down the spells holding packs as slaves to the winters.”. I gloss over the whole thing. She just stared at me with wide eyes in wonder.
“Your mom’s right this is like a fairy tale of you tell it right.?” “or a horror story. Just all how you look at things. I mean take us for example. our beginning was painful. But a little magical. Now add that both Enoy and Kai were prisoners and their only hope was a witch’s half-assed, who knows it if would work spell. The only person who can perform the task could have turned away, or did it wrong, refused, or got caught then this story would have a different ending. It’s not magic or fairy tales it’s the choices we make. And our ability to take responsibility for those choices. The choices that are made for us, those are the ones we have to fight or drown in.”
Taking a deep breath pulling her to the living room couch. Getting settled I pull her in my lap. “I don’t want a fairy tale. I want real. I want messy. I want to know when I come home drunk your gonna smack me a good one. If everything was too easy then what’s there to work for? I want to prove to you every day I am deserving of your love. Knowing every day I get to call you my mate the mother of my pups. Not because the goddess gave you to me but because I earn it every day. So I will never see this as a fairy tale.” Smiling at her. I can see the bit of sadness in her eyes when she glances at the family portrait my mother had to have.
“don’t worry about my mother. She’s stronger than she looks. I also know my mother needs to see the sunshine and not the shadows. When you have shadows in your past you don’t want tomorrow to be full of them too. So never for one second believe I want you to give up this is a fairy tale. My father is not so much a fairy tale guy. Mom ,well, you meet her. I think I turned out okay. So if seeing the magic or good is what makes you the happiest. Makes your soul sing then I think our pups will have a fighting chance of being good wolves.” Pulling her in for a kiss pulling back when I feel her tears on my cheek.
