Part One. Chapter Seven. David

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"Hey, I'm home," I called out as I entered the two storey apartment I had been living in for close to two years.

"Welcome back," Alice called out. The queen of this apartment, with frizzy yellow hair and a button nose that stood a little upright, came out of the living area, in her half-naked glory.

"Fuck sake, put some clothes on woman!" We've had this conversation before.  She likes to laze around in the apartment wearing Wayne's oversized shirts and t-shirts and practically nothing else.  Hopefully, she at least put some panties on this time.  I have been visually blinded by her huge white arse and unlike Wayne, I was not pleased to see it!  This time, she was wearing Wayne's vest top, so her meagre boobs were also on display.  The woman is shaped like a triangle, any flesh meant to fill out her top half had long since sank to her hips.

She's an angel, though, a really messed up, heck of one.  "Ssh," She scorned me in a loud voice.  "You'll wake up Emmy."

My whole demeanour immediately softened as she mentioned Emerald by her pet name.  I headed for my room to see her for myself.  Sure enough, she was curled up within her cot, sucking her thumb.  She didn't have much hair, just a couple of inches length covering her scalp, but it was blond, like mine.  I breathed in her sweet scent a mix of wolfpup and baby and shed any troubles I had been dwelling on just hours before.

About eight months ago, Opal called me up out of the blue.  I hadn't changed my phone or number, just blocked all of the agents who used to call me to take part in the fights.  I blocked most of the girls too, but for whatever reason, I hadn't prevented Opal from being able to contact me.  So I went to meet her, see what she had to say and let her know that I wasn't interested in picking up where we had left off.

As it turned out, neither was she.  She just had a surprise package that she wanted to pass on to me, that was all.  I only had to breath in her scent once to know that the little one was mine.  I froze, completely out of my depth, completely unsure what to do, so Opal lifted the six month old baby out of the carrier and placed her into my arms.  As nervous as I had been, my wolf immediately accepted his pup and became all protective of her.  He also didn't want to let her go.  Opal had no plans to take her back, though.  She had found herself a new boyfriend and they were planning on hitting the road and travelling the world.  She wouldn't be able to cope with a kid that could turn into a wolf and run off at any time.  I just thought she couldn't cope with a kid period.  Hell, when I was with her, she could barely look after herself.  So as pissed off as I was that she was a shitty mother, I was glad that she was leaving my daughter with me.

My daughter, Emerald.  Emmy, as we call her.  Alice and Wayne were instantly smitten with her and although I suggested moving out into our own place, they wouldn't hear about it.  To be honest, as much as I love my daughter, I'm not sure how we would have kept going without them.  

As cruel as it sounded, my parents didn't know I had a daughter yet.  I should have told them, but I was a coward beneath all the fur and rage.  She was born to a woman who was not my mate and I didn't want to disappoint them more than I probably already had.  That and she was mine, I didn't want them trying to take her away from me as being a part of a pack was considered better for pups.  This wasn't an irrational fear; we had a case about a year ago where a pack wanted to adopt a lone wolf's pups under this premises.  As far as I was aware, the wolf got to keep his pups, but he had to take them for regular visits so they can experience pack life.  I don't know if my parents would ever go to that extreme, but I feared to find out.  I kept telling myself that maybe..maybe I would tell them tomorrow.  But the longer I held out, the harder it had been to confess.  Like I said, a coward.

My wolf was of the point of view that he would rip to shreds whoever dared take our pup away from us and that was also part of my reluctance to tell them.  I doubted I would stop him.

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