Alison Rose.

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I flip onto my side, placing my arm over Chyenne and she pulls me closer to her in her sleep. The suns just starting to come up above the trees and I know I have to get up soon, to train Mike, but since my father has been gone the past month I've really liked being able to sleep with my mate every night at my house.

I close my eyes, breathing in her scent, and soon I'm fast asleep again. An hour later the doors thrown open and Mike runs in, his hair all over the place.

"Jake, mum says we're gonna be late to training if you don't get up now." He says. "Good morning Chyenne."

She pulls the covers up as I stand, covering her head. "Morning." She mumbles.

"How'd you two sleep?" He says "I mean, you must've been sleeping, I didn't hear you two mating last night."

"Okay, out." I laugh, pulling on pants and pointing to my door. "I'll be down in a few seconds, okay?"

He cracks up. "Okay. See you later Chyenne."

"Fall in the lake, Mike." She says, rolling over.

He leaves, closing my door behind him and Chyenne pulls the covers off, pushing her hair out of her face. "Why do you encourage that?"

I grin, looking for a shirt. "Encourage what?"

"Him walking in whenever he pleases."

I walk over, pulling the covers off her and pulling her towards me, bending over her. "Angel, he's my brother."

"So? You used to yell at Nich for just waltzing in like she owns your bedroom, why is he any different?" She says, raising her eyebrows.

I nod. "Alright you have a point, angel. I'll tell him to knock before he walks in from now on, okay?"

She nods, kissing my pants lightly. "Thank you." She says against me. "Now, I love you, but go away so I can go back to sleep until breakfast."

"Whoa, whoa," I say. "You can't do that and then just tell me to leave."

"Oh, so what do you expect me to do than?" She says, tugging on my pants. "This?"

Her breath is warm and I nod. "Yes." I say.


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"Mike," I say as we leave the house and jog toward the clearing. "You have got to stop just walking into my room whenever you please."

"Why?" He smiles. "Did I get you in trouble with your mate?"

"Yes, actually."

"Mhm, that's why you took almost forty minutes to come downstairs. You were in sooo much trouble." He says, rolling his eyes. "Don't think none of us knew what you two were doing."

I shrug, slowing as we enter the clearing. "That's not the point, Mike. Can you at least try not to walk in as much?"

"Sure, J." He says. "Lets train."

"Thank you. Now, pushups first." He groans and I smile. "Let's go Mike."


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"Jacob!" My sister comes running into the clearing just before dusk.

"Yes?"

"Mum's having the baby."

I spin around and look at her. "What?"

"She's having her. She wants you back at the house now." She says, dragging me away from Mike.

"Take over patrol!" I yell at him, following her. "Is father back yet?"

"No. You have to send Julius to find him." She says. "That's what mother said."

I nod. "Where's Chyenne?"

"In mum's room, why?" Nich says, her voice frantic.

I grab her. "Sissy, breathe. Make sure mum has lot's of water, I'll be right back."

She nods and runs to our house and I sprint toward Julius's. I knock once, then walk in. "Julius!" I call. "I need your help."

He walks out of his kitchen. "Is everything okay?"

"My mother is in labor, is there any way you can get to my father before she gives birth?" I ask, hoping his answer will be yes.

He sighs. "Jacob,"

"I know he's with Barbara." I say annoyed. "But my mother is still his Luna, she's first. Please, Julius, find a way to get to him."

"I'll go myself." He says, patting me on my shoulder.

I nod. "Thank you."

I turn, running out of his house and towards my home, hoping my father has enough sense to remember that although he may have two mates, one will always be more important than the other.


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"She's crowning," I hear the Healer say. "Push, Isabella."

"I am pushing!" My mother growls, squeezing my hand. She glances at me, her eyes cloudy and full of tears. I smile back encouragingly. "Don't let go, Francis." She whispers.

The Healer glances at me for the third time in the past sixteen hours, but I shake my head. In her pain my mother thinks I'm my father, which isn't surprising as I look just like him. "I won't." I say quietly.

"One more push." The Healer says loudly and ten seconds l hear my new baby sisters first cry.

"Oh, my baby.." My mother says, her voice tired.

I look at her, worried that she may not be strong enough to hold my new sister before she falls asleep for the next twelve hours. "Mum, are you ok?" I murmur, wiping the wet cloth across her face.

She nods impatiently. "Bring her to me, Jacob." She says. "Go, get her from him."

I nod, walking over to where the Healer is toweling her off, and holding out my arms so that he may pass her to me. The door opens and Chyenne and my sister walk in with fresh blankets and water for my mother, and Chyenne smiles when she sees me holding her.

I walk over to my mother, placing my sister in her arms and stepping back. "What shall we name her?" I ask, her, my eyes still on the newest addition to our family.

My mother looks at her, smiling peacefully and then she looks at me. "You pick, Jacob."

"Me?"

She nods. "She will be special to you," She says. "You deserve to pick."

I smile and stare at my sister. "Alison." I say after a moment. "Alison Rose."

My mother smiles and nods and my sister touches my arm. "That's so pretty, J."

"A perfect name." My mother says. "Don't you think Chyenne?"

Chyenne nods, holding my hand and leaning her head on my shoulder. "Yes, ma'am."

"Alison Rose then?" The Healer asks, eager to tell the news of my sisters safe birth.

"Yes." We all say in unison, non of us looking away from the angel in my mothers hands.

I bend down, kissing her shoulder. "Welcome to the family, little one."

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