Devon's Decision's

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Getting back to Jake's room I see he's awake and sitting up a little. He was watching the two kids who were sleeping soundly.

"They refused to sleep anywhere else." I tell him as I sit on the edge of the bed facing him.

"I hope this didn't scare them too much. Michael is the shy sort. Grace is already overly worried about her siblings I don't want this to make it worse."

"I think they'll be alright. They saw that everyone will be alright so that will give them security. After we claim, they'll feel even more secure. A family always grounds you and gives you a sense of safety." His eyes jerk to mine and he stares at me. I could tell he was wondering if I meant what he thought I meant.

"Dev, do you mean you've chosen?"

"Yes. It wasn't even a thought when I saw you were injured I ran to you. Angelo, sweet Angelo was an afterthought. I was just seeing him. I told him... that I chose you. I feel a little guilty because he was the first to want me. He understood and was very good about it. I had to tell him. It would have been wrong to continue to date you both while knowing it was you I wanted. I'm not sure when I tipped to loving you the most but I did. Jake I want to be your mate. I'm not sure if I'm good enough to be a Luna but I want to be with you. I want this to be our family. Jake will you be my husband, and my mate, father to all of my children?" He pulls me into his arms and kisses me deeply.

"Yes. God yes. As soon as I can claim you without bleeding you will be mine. I love you Devon."

"I love you too."

"Come here. This family needs some rest." I crawl over him and the kids to lay on the far side. Our hands join and hold tight over the top of our children. Our children. It felt so good to be able to say that. Happiness filled me and lessened the guilt. I'd never thought to have a family but I did now.

"Would you stop that." I snap but chuckle as Jake bends to kiss my stomach, yet again. He was healing well but since our confirmation of our intention of mating he'd been very affectionate. But every time he went to kiss my stomach it made his cuts bleed more.

"No. I get to kiss all my kids as much as I want." With that he turned and gathered up a giggling Grace to kiss over her check making her giggle. Then it was Michael's turn. My little son loved having a daddy finally. He was practically glued to Jake's side now. I was watching the man who owned my heart when Angelo came in. It had only been a day but he had easily fallen to a goofy uncle to the kids and was still my friend. It really showed that I made the right decision, if I hadn't the fall to my friend would have been harder and hurt worse. But it had been almost easy. Angelo and Jake had a fine relationship and everyone seemed, so far, to be happy for us.

"Angelo, still going to take us to the lake?" Michael asks. Angelo had asked yesterday morning after a nights sleep after my letting him go if he could keep taking the kids places. That's how he'd ended up as a goofy uncle. His first idea was to take the kids to the small lake through the woods. Give Jake and I some time alone, let Jake rest and heal. Several of the warriors, their families and some of the pack were all meeting them out there.

"Yes I am. I got my patrol done. You two need to get your swim suits on. Then we can go." They hurry off.

"Thank you for taking them." I say to Angelo.

"Hey, they might not be my kids but they are still family. I get to love them all I want despite the changes so I'm a pretty happy guy. How are you and your dancing duo?" He asks looking at my stomach.

"They are fine, so am I."

"While the house is empty I am going to make my soon to be mate lay down and nap with me." Jake says stepping behind me and wrapping his arms around me. Tilting my head up and to the side I get a kiss from him. I saw a wistful look on Angelo's face but no sign of hurt, pain of any kind, anything that said I'd wounded him badly and he wasn't moving on. Smiling at him I wonder if he's thought about dating yet? Before I can figure a way to ask him the kids run in suits on and beach towels over their arms.