A Mother Before A Mate

When we get to Black Moon, I'm surprised to see how nice everything is. There are so many houses, it looks like they mus have more people than Cold Moon. “This seems so big. How many people are in your pack?” I ask as I scan my surroundir while he drives.

“Around 1400." Wow, Cold Moon has 1000. I didn't realize that Black Moon was that much bigger. Most packs are only 200- 400 people. Finally, we drive past a huge mansion-like building.

“The packhouse?” I ask.

yup!”

The pack-house has white bricks and has a large roundabout driveway with a large water fountain with two wolves in the centre of it and beautifully manicured shrubs and gardens. “The gardens are really beautiful," I say, without taking my eye off of them.

jack keeps driving and then pulls into the next driveway. The house is big and so beautiful with an attached two-car gara It's not a mansion like the packhouse but it's a large family home. It has 2 stories, it's dark grey, almost black, with white accents. It has an amazing front porch. The front porch has a swing and a cute seating area.

The driveway has beautiful interlocking stone, with a path going up to the front porch. It has a few shrubs in the front, bu it doesn't have the type of garden the packhouse does. I can't believe my eyes. “This is your house?” I ask him, wide-eyed It's probably double the size of the house that Lev and I lived in.

“It's our house now,” he corrects me.

“It's beautifull”

“Ym glad you like it” he smiles.

“I've never seen an Alpha not live in the packhouse,” I admit.

“Yeah, I wanted more privacy than that. I wanted a yard too. I wanted to be able to go in my backyard and have a beer. Relax without having people bombard me,” he explains.

“Yeah, I guess I never thought about that," I admit. We get out of the truck and Jack grabs Molly, and we make our way to the front porch.

“I've always loved the idea of a swing on the front porch,” I tell him.

He smiles, “I'm glad.”

We walk inside, and there is a nice-sized foyer, and on the right is a large office. Then on the left, once you pass the foyer, there is an amazing great room, with a large light grey stone fireplace. There's a large grey sectional with 2 big dark blue cozy chairs. It's light and beautiful. A mix of some natural woods, and rustic white. We move along, and he shows me a walk-in pantry, which I've always wanted.

A place to organize all my baking supplies, neatly. You can never have enough cupboard space. We move into the kitchen. “Oh my gosh," I say, unintentionally. “This is a dream kitchen! And these counter-tops,” I say as I run my fingertips along them.

Ok, 50 apparently you can have enough cupboards. The kitchen has all-white cabinetry, with tall upper cabinets. The kitchen is huge, with a giant island, with 8 stools. The white marble countertops are gorgeous. The dining room is attache and it has a huge rustic wooden table, with a dozen fabric chairs.

“Why is your house so... big? It's just you?” I ask. “It's our house, and I didn't plan on living alone forever,” he shrugs. He le Molly down and she starts exploring. He shows me a bathroom on the main level, which is gorgeous, and there is a spare bedroom.

We walk out of the back patio off of the dining room, and I can't believe my eyes. There's beautiful stonework everywhere and a large inground pool. “Swimming!” Molly squeals. “I know, baby!” I say to her. There's a beautiful pergola with a nice outdoor sectional, and coffee table. Also, there's a large outdoor table, with chairs, and a stone BBQ.

There are stone garden beds that have shrubs in them. There's stonework all around the pool, with lounger chairs. To the right, there's a nice-sized area of grass. The entire backyard is fenced in with a fancy iron fence.

“This is AMAZINGI! It's like a little oasis back here. And you didn't tell me you had a pool!” I say excitedly.

“I take it you like swimming?” He smirks.

I look at him with wide eyes, smile and nod.

“I'm glad. It's safe for kids too," He tells me, as he walks over and walks on top of the pool cover.

“I didn’t even know that existed,” I smile.

"1 thought it might be a necessity one day. There's a remote inside to open it," he explains. He grabs Molly's hand.

“Il want to show you something, Molly." She walks with him and he moves to the side of the grassy section.

“See all here? I'm going to make a big sandbox for you. Would you like that?”

She smiles big, “Yes, peas!” She beams.

“And maybe a trampoline over here?” He asks. “She has no idea what a trampoline is," I chuckle.

“Oh, she will"” He adds. I walk up and wrap an arm around his waist.

“You don’t have to do all that," I tell him.

“If we had children together I'd make sure they had it. I'm going to treat Molly the same way I would treat a biological child," he adds, very seriously.

“Okay,” I smile. *I love you," I tell him, and I lean my head on his shoulder.

“I love you too, baby!” He says and kisses my forehead.

“Let's finish the tour,” he adds.

We walk back inside, we head to the basement, and there is a large rec room. The first thing I notice is the large stone fireplace again, there is also a pool table, ping pong table, a massive TV, 2 sectionals, and a bar. He shows me another lar empty room.

“Maybe we can make this a playroom or something?” He questions. He shows me a gorgeous bathroom, and then anothe spare bedroom.

“I can't believe how big this place is," I say again. We head upstairs, and then all the way upstairs to the bedrooms. Upsta there are 4 bedrooms. Two of the bedrooms have an adjoining bathroom they share, and the other 2 have their own ensuite. The master bedroom has a humongous walk-in closet. I see 2 spare bedrooms, and then we walk into Molly's roo “Molly this is your new bedroom,” Jack bends down and tells her.

I can't even help it, I feel the tears stinging my eyes. I can't hold it back, and I start crying. Molly is so happy. I look aroun and the walls are a light purple. There are really cute large bunny pictures on the wall, with white frames. The bed is a white iron double bed, with rails on both sides. The bedding is light purple, with some light pink throw pillows. There are huge windows, letting in so much light.

There's a white shelf, with a few decorative pieces on it. There is a small white and purple toddler-sized table and chairs, and a large fluffy pink bunny, that's a bean bag chair in a corner that's made into a reading nook. There's a beautiful long dresser, with a mirror on it, and there's a change station on top of it. She also has an ensuite, which is beautiful.

The shower curtain is clear but has pink bunnies on it. The walls and tiles are all white, but all the accents are pink. “Baby why are you crying” he pulls me into a hug.

“It's just overwhelming. This was so sweet of you. I'm really grateful. This is the most beautiful room, and you had it done for her, and it just means a lot. Like a lot a lot. Thank you,” I hold him tightly.

“Babe, it's nothing. I want our kids to have nice things, and I know this is a big transition for her, I just want her to love being here. Make it as easy as possible on her,” he explains.

“You're the best,” I say with a sniffle.

“How did they do this so quickly?" I ask.

“I don't know the first thing about what a home needs or the design aspect, so I hired this woman, to help with the designing and furnishing of this house. I liked what she did, so when I needed this done, I called her up. She was happy t help. 1 told her Molly loved bunnies, and she has so many people working for her, it doesn't take her long when she’s strapped for time!” He explains.

“Well, she did an amazing job!” I add. The tears finally stop, but there's no guarantee there won't be more soon enough. I can imagine I'll get emotional, just thinking about this for a while.

“Do you like your new room?” I ask Molly. She's jumping on top of her bunny chair and then climbing her big girl bed. She doesn’t answer me, and she just laughs as she jumps onto her bunny bean bag.

“I think that's a yes," Jack answers with a proud smile. She's hopping around the bedroom like a bunny. I scoop Molly up. “Look at this pretty room. Daddy did this for you. Can you say thank you to Daddy? And give him a big hug" I point to Jack as I say, Daddy.

After all the ways he’s insisting on acting like a father to her, it only makes sense she starts calling him Dad. I'm going to I jack Mark me tonight, anyways. After this, it doesn't make sense to hold off any longer. I look at Jack, and I can tell he's really touched that 'm referring to him as her father. Molly opens her arms to Jack, and he scoops her up.

“Tank you,” she tells him and hugs him.

“You're welcome, my little bunny!” He says to her and kisses her forehead.

Jack shows me our room next, and it's beautiful. It has a massive king-sized bed. The walls are a light grey, and the furniture is distressed wood, and the bed has white bedding, and some navy accents, throughout.

“It might be a little masculine. We can change anything you don't like. That goes for anything in this house. You can chan; anything you want. Nothing is really important to me, so whatever makes you happy!” I furrow my brows.

“This isn't masculine, it's beautiful. I love navy blue, and the room is still light and airy."

“Well if you ever change your mind" he adds. Molly is playing in her room, next to ours. I lay on what is now going to be o bed.

I lift my hand out to his, and he reaches out and grabs it. I pull him down, and 1 snuggle into him.

“I didn't mark you yet” he tells me.

I chuckle, “I know. Do you want to, is that what you're getting at?" I question.

“Well of course, but that's not why I said it. You called me Dad, to Mol” I smile.

“Is that okay?”

“Of course, it just took me by surprise,” he smiles.

“I just figured when you insist on continually treating her like your daughter, it doesn't make sense that you not be called her Dad,” I confess.

“Thank you... 50 back to marking you.’ He starts.

“Let's unpack,” I chuckle. I don't really want to talk about marking each other. I'd rather just do it in the heat of the moment. Like tonight. He groans at me changing the subject.

“What?”

“I want to mark you,” he says firmly.

The Alpha in him probably doesn’t want to introduce me to his pack, without his mark on me. To other wolves, an unmarked wolf is still unattached. He's sitting on the bed, and I'm standing in front of him. I bend down and hold his fac in my hands.

“Tonight,” I whisper.

His smiles consumes his face and then he grabs my face, and starts kissing me, deeply and passionately. Dammit, this ma can kiss.

He pulls away, “You have made me so happy,” he whispers.

“And you couldn't possibly make me any happier. I can't wait to sink my teeth into you,” I whisper, and he smiles into a ki