Alone H.S.

Chapter 12: Sleepy Morning

In my last chapter I asked if you guys wanted this chapter to start with "doing the dirty" or after it takes place. After won.

But if anyone still wants the whole "dirty" scene written, I might post a separate chapter for that. But only if you guys tell me you want me to write it.

Okay, carry on with your reading...☺️
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Lily -

I woke up from soft knocking on the door. I lifted my head off the pillow it had been resting on, and slowly opened my eyes, adjusting to the soft light coming on through the thin curtains on the windows. Giving the whole bedroom a soft, warm glow.

I looked over and saw Harry still in a deep sleep, laid out across the bed.

I smiled fondly at my mate and was reminded of the person on the other side of the door by the knocking. I quickly pick up Harry's shirt that is laying on the floor next to the bed and pull it over my otherwise naked body.

"Yes?" I whisper-yelled, hoping that whoever was behind the door would use their wolf hearing so I wouldn't have to yell loud enough that I wake Harry up.

The door slowly opens up, and a sleepy-looking Dylan walks into the room, quietly, even closing the door back behind him.

"What're you doing up this early?" I ask, whispering. And unable to keep from smiling at the child version of Harry as he climbs onto the bed between me and Harry.

"Worked up. I wanted to see if Daddy was home." He yawns.

"Well, you found him." I giggle, as Dylan wraps his little arms around Harry's neck.

"What're you doing in daddy's bed, anyway?" Dylan asks when he pulls away from his father, and turns his attention back to me.

And what am I supposed to answer this little curious boy?

"Well...how about I tell you later? Right now I think you need to get more sleep." I cleverly say, as Dylan lets out another yawn.

He nods, causing his short brown curls to bounce, and he lays down between where I'm sat and Harry's laid. I watch as Harry's arms wrap protectively around his son, as he continues sleeping.

Wolves can sense when their mates and offspring are near them, even in their sleep.

Dylan is asleep within seconds and I lay back down, watching the two boys sleep, until it finally came and took me over as well.

When I woke up again, it was no longer some insanely early hour of the morning, but a comfortable time to get up. I looked over to see Dylan sleeping against Harry, and Harry staring at me with a smile.

"How long have you been awake?" I ask, whispering so we don't wake Dylan.

"An hour or so."

"And you've been staring at me?" I ask, smiling.

"Yeah, I have actually. Was I too rough?" His smile disappears and concern replaces it.

"When?" I ask, confused.

"Last night. I didn't really give you much time to-"

"Oh, no, Harry look it's fine. I understand."

"But, I didn't hurt you, did I?" He asks with worry in his eyes.

"No." I lie.

"You sure?"

"Positive." I smile.

He nods and lets out a relived sigh. He turns his attention down to his little son, who's practically crushing himself to be as close to his dad as possible. Harry carefully runs a hand through Dylan's curly hair and smiles proudly at his little boy.

"Why weren't you in heat?" He asks, looking back up at me.

"Uh, I took some suppressants." I say, biting my lip. Would Harry be mad that I took them?

"Why?"

"Because I didn't think it would be avoid time to be in a heat. With the rogues attacking and us just...starting out." I hesitate to add the last bit. What if he doesn't think of us like that?

"It's fine. I wouldn't have wants to make you pregnant right away." He smirks and I roll my eyes. Pretending not to care.

But I do. It's every female's dream to have their mates pups. We're made to want and long for just that. And I'm no exception.

"Besides, we're not fully mated yet." Harry adds and I run my hand over where my mate mark should be. But it isn't because Harry didn't mark me last night.

Basically, what happened is Harry used me to get through his rut. Being his true mate, his rut ended much earlier than if I was just some random she-wolf. Meaning he wouldn't have to suffer a whole week of an extreme sex drive. It's like heats, if your mate is there for you, it's much easier to get through.

"Daddy, don't...don't go..." Dylan mumbles and whimpers from beside Harry. His little arms flaying around, and tears runs down his face as he sleeps.

Harry gently shakes the little boy until his eyes open. And Dylan immediately breaks down in tears, and Harry sits up, pulling Dylan into his lap.

"Hey...hey..it's okay. You're alright. I'm here." He calmly says to the crying boy, who slowly stops crying until he's just sniffling occasionally.

"Daddy, you left and you didn't come back.." Dylan whined, tears still in his eyes but refusing to fall.

"Hey, I'd never leave you like that. I always come back."

"Always?"

Harry smiles and hugs the little boy who wraps his little arms around his father.

Harry looks over at me as he promises...

"Always."
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Okay, not an exciting chapter, but not every chapter can be filled with heated kisses and rogue-killing...

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