The Veterinarian and the Werewolf

Chapter 21

Word Count: 2091

Warning: Fluff

Chapter 21 – Henry

Henry awoke with a sense of expectation, nervousness, and a growing ache between his legs that he needed to be taken care of. All those feelings and urgencies were trumped by the soft woman that was currently snuggled into his chest. He ran his fingers through her hair as she jostled, seeking his heat in her sleep. It had taken all his willpower last night including his wolf's to not take her and mark her right then and there. Her innocence and eagerness to please him almost being the last straw. She did not know yet, but they were so close to the perfect time, he wanted it to be so special, for her to feel cherished, that his aching shaft would just have to wait a bit longer. He could do it, for her he would.

Gently he lifted his arm to see his wristwatch, almost time to get up, they needed to get on the road. He could hear movement down in the kitchen and his keen sense of smell was beginning to get hints of bacon, sausage, and coffee. That last smell had his senses now fully awake. He leant down and kissed his sleeping beauties head, "Love, it's time to get up."

Jessie shifted, groaned, and snuggled deeper. "Not yet Wolfy." He chuckled at her nickname. It had taken him by surprise last night but his wolf had almost howled at her acknowledgement of the two of them.

He shifted down in the bed till he was face to face with her, kissing her forehead, nose then lips. "Come on my Mate. We have to get on the road and they have coffee brewing downstairs!"

His excited proclamation brought a smile to her face, then her nose wrinkled, before she spoke, "Coffee yes, but first brush your teeth. Your morning breath is putrid." He chuckled at her words, her own was pretty terrible but his mother had always taught him to be kind to his mate.

He closed his mouth kissed her again then pulled away putting his hand up in front of his mouth. "As you wish my love, but you have to get up."

Twenty minutes later and all the crew were fed, toileted and piled into Dillon's SUV. They were thankful he wanted to come because there was no way they would have all fitted in Jessie's truck. Dillon and Joe sat in the front, Jessie, Henry and Tom in the back. Henry was happy with this situation, he was able to wrap his arms around both his mate and the one who seemed to be becoming more and more like the child they should have had if fate had not taken a nasty turn all those years ago. He knew of no reason why a human would become so attached to an alpha or vice versa but who was he to question it. His mate had no problems with it, in fact, she was encouraging the interaction.

The boy to his right snuggled into his chest seeking comfort. He knew he still struggled with the fear that Adam would reject him knowing his family was partially responsible for his parent's death. There was nothing else he could do to convince him that it would be alright except to comfort him the only way he knew how. His family had always been cuddly, it had taken both spouses a little while to get used to how they would all end up cuddling on the couch. He was glad it seemed his mate was also ok with the contact, he believed with all his heart the physical contact helped with mental health and the sense of belonging. He felt Tom snuggle deeper into his side, a small puff of air releasing from his lips and he realised that boy had fallen asleep.

Four hours later, they pulled up at a Mom and Pop dinner, all happy to get out and stretch their legs. Henry smiled at the smells and energetic environment that swirled around the place. The group found a booth and one by one they disappeared to the boys or girls' room before settling in to look at the lunch menu.

An older grey-haired woman came over and smiled at the group. "Hi! My name is Joyce, and I'll be your waitress today. What would you all like?" Her warmth and welcome felt so comforting to Henry, he even suspected they may have stopped at a fellow Were's establishment, but he wouldn't ask unless she said something.