𝘗𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵
𝘈𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘳 𝘗𝘖𝘝
The Taxi stops in front of the giant mansion of a house, Nazhier sighs before paying the Taxi and getting out the front seat, opening the backseat doors for the triplets. They all grab their belongings from the trunk before setting them down and taking in the scenery. Nazhier inhales the scent of his past.
So much yet so little happened to him when he resided here, the memories flood into his mind and his senses fill the smell of the many wolves just beyond the entrance doors, he cant believe he once called this place home
" so can we just go up and knock or?" Jay says, she has been ecstatic to finally meet the one man she has been waiting for as long as she can remember, her brothers though? Well Jordan is only here for one thing and one thing only, to take care of his. And Jazzyion?He wanted absolutely nothing to do with any of this but Nazhier is just too scared to leave any of his children home alone for a long period of time.
Even if he plans for this visit to only last a weekend.
He smiles at his little girl nodding his head telling everyone to grab their things, They walk up the front steps, the four of them feeling a sudden feeling of angst. Jay bites her bottom lip, just like a certain someone Nazhier used to know, she is hesitant but soon knocks on the door, moving back and clutching her daddy's hand. This is the moment she has waited for, the moment of truth, their hearts pumping so loud and fast you could practically hear them.
They freeze up once they hear footsteps and distant yelling coming from the other end of the door, the anxiety they are all secretly feeling swarming their bodies as the noise gets closer.
The faint smell of rainwater and honey fill Nazhier's senses, oh moongodess-
The door cuts open abruptly and a tall light skin man is standing in the doorway not yet looking at the little family in front of him because he is yelling at somebody back in the pack house
" YO, get down from there before you bust dat ass-" he cuts himself off shaking his head at the wild children in the house, this causes Nazhier to silently giggle.
The tall figure looks at the tallest of the group first, Jordan, standing 6'2 at 17, before taking in everyone else, he freezes, he knew that something smelt familiar but he didn't know it was a someone, his, someone.
His eyebrows scrunch in pure confusion, until he sniffs the air, the teens in front of him have a mixture of his and Nazhier's scent. He can only formulate a few words
"Their mine?" he points the question to Nazhier, having yet to say anything to his kids... he nods, Jay curtly nods now bringing his attention to his children he has yet to meet.
He looks to his daughter, Jay and son, Jazzyion both giving him very different expressions, one being fear and excitement and the other being hatred or better yet disgust.
"Can we come inside?" Jay blurts out of nowhere, the alpha has a delayed reaction, but still moves out the way so they can walk... ' I have kids, Nazhier and I have kids' was all that was going through his mind as he watched them walk into his pack house, they stopped at the entrance waiting for further instruction. Wolves in the pack now notice the scents and recognize him as the man who was supposed to be their luna, the person to keep their now saddened alpha in check, Nazhier. But somehow their alpha managed to mess that up for himself.
Everyone stayed silent, unsure what to say or where to start, so Jay did what he thought was best, bring them to his wing where they had total privacy to talk about things, catch up.
