When the Wolves Come Home

Chapter Nine

Nobody questioned anything as Graham swung open the door. I however began to feel anxious as the scent of strange wolves assaulted my nose.

We got curious looks from some of the people in the front room.

"Where is Jules?" I could hear Graham ground his teeth as he tried to stay calm in another wolfs territory.

"He's upstairs in his study." A young man spoke out.

Wasting no time Graham ran up the stairs skipping a few as he went.

Barging into a room, the man who I assume was Jules looked up.

"Jeez old friend, a knock would have sufficed." Jules cocked a grin at Graham.

I grimaced at his light teasing tone. I had tried not to push up until this point but I was becoming exhausted and this baby needed to come out now.

"No time for child's play Jules. My mate is about to deliver out child." He sat me down onto the strange wolfs love seat he had placed in front of a fire place that hadn't been lit in some time.

As soon as my back touched the fabric I braced my legs and pushed. I grabbed hold of Grahams arm and shook with the pain I tried to ride out.

"Almost there sweetheart I see our babies dark locks. Just a few more pushes Timber." He gave my hand a light squeeze.

"Timber. What a fitting name for a shapeshifting wolf." Jules chuckled until Graham gave him the look.

"None of our stuff is here for the baby Graham." I sobbed as I gave another push. Feeling slightly relieved as my baby's head came into view.

"Don't worry about that I have pack members on that, one last push little wolf and we get to meet our baby." He sounded so proud it gave me the strength to push hard one more time.

Graham caught the baby, a huge grin lit up his face. "A son."

He beamed with pride I hadn't seen on him before. And Jules handed him something to clip and tie off the umbilical cord.

I felt a little dizzy and tried to focus on Graham.

"What shall we name our son Graham..." I couldn't raise my voice any louder, for my body felt so weak.

Nostrils flaring as he swaddled our little wailing son in a blanket to large for him, his eyes ran over my body.

"Jules take my son." He handed my little baby to the strange wolf and I tried to growl. My hackles would be raised if I were wolf right now.

"Timber, baby... you're bleeding out.." he choked on his words.

I looked away from Graham and tried to see my baby. But my vision turned fuzzy and I couldn't focus my senses.

"I always liked the name Bentley..." I closed my eyes. My eye lids felt so heavy I just couldn't help it.

"Goddammit Timber! You're not allowed to leave me like this." He roared so fiercely he sent the baby into a loud crying fit.

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Grahams POV

"Call your pack doctor Jules, damn you." Graham turned his head slightly and bared his teeth at his old friend.

"I've already paged her Graham just hold on. Your mate is still holding on, Jessica should be here at any moment." The other alpha tensed up at the crude comment of Grahams.

Graham looked at the small newborn in Jules arms. Don't let this be the last time I hold my mate.... give her the chance to.... to hold Bentley. That's what we would name that strong little boy of ours.