The Broken Warrior's Daughter

We do continue to get people coming to our borders, but it’s not so frequent. We always make room for anyone that needs assistance, and we now have a full team of medical professionals who can treat the ones that come to us injured or sick.

After finishing my work, | pick up Emerson and we begin walking back to the pack hospital. I’m not sure if Sirona will release my mate tonight or make her wait until tomorrow. Either way, we’re ready. We have the bassinet in our room for Emlyn and the crib is in the nursery for Emerson. By the time Em is ready for the crib, Emerson will be ready for his toddler bed which is due to be delivered next week. He’s currently into dinosaurs, so that’s what his room is getting decorated in.

When we walk in, my mate is awake and nursing my little girl. She looks up at me and | see the love for our daughter in her eyes shift to her love for me, before she shifts her attention to our son.

“How’s my little man?” She asks Emerson.NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.

“Mama. Mama.” He says, putting out his hands and squirming in my arms to go to his mother. “Hang on, bud. Mom’s feeding your little sister. Do you want to meet her?”

“Yeth.” He says in his baby version of yes.

We walk over and I sit him beside Grace, at Emlyn’s feet. “Do you remember what | told you, son?”

He looks at me. He’s such a smart boy, | swear | can see the wheels turning in his head. “We protect your mom and your sister with our lives, don’t we.”

He smiles, as if he remembers this conversation. “Yeth.”

“That’s right, that’s what good Alphas do.”

Grace scoffs. “Emerson, meet

sister isn’t like your mother ur baby sister, Emlyn. And, you better hope your

or you'll be lucky if she doesn’t beat you for trying

to protect her. She’s an Alpha female in her own right.”

“Can you say Emlyn, Emerson?”

“Emin.”

Grace and | look at each other and smile. “Close enough.” She says, as Emlyn finishes nursing.

She hands her to me to burp while she puts herself back in order and sits up to see her son, but he is all eyes for his sister.

After she burps, | ask Emerson if he wants to hold her. He holds out his hands. | carefully place her in his arms, her head toward Grace in case he drops her head. Grace puts her hand under Emerson’s to help hold Emlyn.

“You're already such a good big brother, Emerson.” She tells him and he bears at the compliment.

Sirona walks in with her clipboard, looking up to see all of us are here. “Good afternoon, Alpha. Hey Emerson. What do you think of your baby sister?”

“Emin.” He tells her.

“That’s right. Emlyn. Aren’t you a smart, young Alpha.”

“Yeth.” He says, very seriously.

Sirona smiles at him before turning her attention back to us. “Did you hear the news? Cara just went into labor.” Cara got pregnant with their third child around the time Grace got pregnant with Emlyn.

“Wow, how many kids is that in the Alpha families for the three packs?” Grace asks.

“Well, currently, Liam and Angel have their four, Rik and Cara will now have three and then our two. So, nine.” | tell her, before smirking. “We're behind, we need to catch up.”

She bursts out laughing. “Maybe we should wait a day or two, Alpha.” She says with a glint in her eye, making my dick twitch in my pants. This woman. | can’t get enough of her. And she knows exactly what she’s doing to me.

“Yeah, wait at least a day or two. Our Luna needs to heal. But if you can promise to give her time to heal, she can go home tonight.”

“| can promise whatever you need as long as | can sleep curled up around my mate tonight.” | tell Sirona.

That night, | lay in bed wrapped around my sleeping mate. | can hear the soft baby sounds coming from Emlyn’s bassinet and the gentle snores coming from the baby monitor in Emerson’s room.

| give myself a moment to enjoy the sounds of my family, all safe and sound in their beds before | let myself drift off to sleep.