I waited patiently on the bench in the park, swinging my legs with a bright grin. Uncle Andros had brought me to the park to feed the ducks. It was lunchtime, so my uncle had proposed an idea that I should try a hot dog. I was okay with it.

I watched the people pass by, but a large fluffy black dog with tall wolflike ears was loping around a teen around my age. He reminded me of Blaine as he came closer, but he was shorter than my incubus.

I hopped off the bench as he jogged closer. My tail wiggled when the golden eyes of the dog focused on me. I grinned, and the dog skidded to a halt.

"Apollo!" cried the teen, who leaped into a roll over his dog, since it had stopped in front of him. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

Apollo whined, dancing on his paws as his owner stood up and dusted off his running shorts. I tilted my head back and held out my hand to him. Silver and ice blue eyes sparkled as they took in my face.

"Hello there, cutie. Where's your family?"

I grinned. "My uncle will be back soon. I got curious about your dog. What is he?"

The young man smiled and ruffled Apollo's fur as he took my hand. "Apollo is half wolf and half coyote."

My jaw dropped. "Wow, that's so cool!"

Apollo straightened and puffed his chest out. His owner chuckled at his wolf hybrid, then led my hand to the thick black fur. Apollo chuffed at me as I cautiously moved closer. I bent down and hugged his neck.

"Ooh, he's so warm and fluffy!"

"He sure is. What's your name?"

I let go of Apollo to rub his back, then grinned up at the young man. "My name is Anwyll DeLuca. What's yours?"

Silver and ice blue eyes sparkled again. "Jaxon Hughes, at your service."

"Nice name." I smiled, my tail whipping back and forth.

Apollo nosed it, flinching back when he got smacked on the nose with it. He pawed at my tail, so I teased him with it for a bit. Jaxon watched for a few seconds, then hummed to himself.

"How old are you?"

"Eighteen." I responded, then he grinned much to my shock.

"I'm seventeen." he said with a chuckle. "There was just something telling me that you were older than you looked. That's so interesting. Do people like to pick you up and cuddle you?"

I nodded. "My family loves to do that, and I love it, too."

Jaxon reached out to ruffly my hair, then stepped over to stretch while I played with Apollo. He was much taller than me when he hopped up to rest his paws on my shoulder, so I rubbed his underbelly and then hugged him.

"Anwyll!"

I turned my head and waved at my uncle. I popped my head out from underneath Apollo, my tail whipping back and forth.

"Uncle Andros!"

Jaxon looked up and helped get Apollo off of me as Uncle Andros scooped me up. He pressed kisses to my face and head, gently rubbing my back. He eyed Jaxon with a calculating gaze, but the teen merely rolled his eyes and plopped down on the bench.

"Don't glare at me like that. He's cute, but not in my strike zone." Jaxon sighed, dropping his head back.

"But Uncle is in yours?" I asked, and Jaxon chuckled as he lifted his head. A smirk curled his lips.

"Of course. Sexy older men are almost always in my strike zone."

Uncle Andros grunted and sat down, having me sit on his lap. He handed me the hot dog and told me to keep it away from the pooch.

"Jaxon said Apollo is half wolf and half coyote. Isn't that so cool?"

My uncle sighed and petted my head. "Yes, how fascinating."

"Oh, and don't worry about Apollo eating Anwyll's hot dog. He won't touch that stuff. He's addicted my cooking and won't eat anything below it unless he's starving, which he hasn't been since I tamed him. Want to test it? If App does eat your hot dog, I'll pay for a new one."

Uncle Andros patted my head. "It's your decision, pup."

I stared at Apollo, who was watching his owner with an intense gaze. I giggled to myself and shook my head.

"S'okay, actually. It's clear that Apollo just wants to go continue running with you. And I want to eat the food my uncle paid for."

Jaxon grinned and stood, reaching ofer to ruffle my silvery heather waves. "You're a good boy, Anwyll. Catch you later, maybe?"

I shrugged with a smile. "Maybe so."

He jogged away with Apollo and my uncle breathed a sigh of relief. I started munching on the hot dog and Uncle Andros pulled out his phone. He took a few pictures of us, making me giggle when he showed me. I leaned against his chest while he fed me the last bite, then felt him wipe my lips with a tissue.

Afterwards, we fed the ducks with some proper duck food—that Uncle Andros made appear—and strolled around the park for a few more minutes. We later stopped in a small cafe not far from his office building. We still had a bit of time. I wanted Uncle Andros to get something to go for himself.

I sat on a chair and waited for him to order, looking around the modern cafe. It had clean lines and sleek furniture. There were pictures of who I assumed to be famous people that had come in, so that was pretty cool. My tail thumped against the table and chair legs.

The door opened, so I looked up to see a tall young man around my age again with pretty light brown eyes. His dark hair fell to his shoulders. His face looked dark and angry, but he calmed down when his phone buzzed with a text.

"Fucking hell..." he murmured. "Jaxon, you bastard."

My ears perked. "You know Jaxon? The one with silver and ice blue eyes?" I asked with a grin, and his head snapped up.

Light brown eyes focused on my startling violet and silver orbs. "Who are you?"

"Anwyll! I met him a little while ago in the park. He let me pet his wolf hybrid."

The young man's tense expression eased and came over by me. "Sorry if I scared you, kid. My name is Lukas Valentine. Jaxon is my boyfriend."

"Ooh, okay. He's really flirty, isn't he?"

Lukas paused, then began to laugh. I tilted my head in confusion. Lukas ruffled my hair, then passed by my uncle, who glared coldly at him as he returned to our table. Uncle Andros sat next to me, then put two drinks down.

I looked at the light pink one with white stuff on top of it "What's this?"

"Something yummy for you, my cute pup." he chuckled, unwrapping a straw and sticking it through the hole in the top. He sipped at his coffee, leaving his to-go bag on the table.

"Oh, you didn't have to, but thank you, Uncle Andros."

He leaned over and kissing my head, then leaned back and and watched me sip at the cold drink. It was creamy, very sweet, but a tanginess cut through the sugar in small chunks. I realized the chunks were real strawberries. I slowly filled my cheeks and savored each swallow, then sat back once I had gotten halfway down to kiss his cheek in thanks.

Uncle Andros smirked, but kept sipping at his coffee. I savored the sweet treat a bit more, then watched Lukas take a seat across the way. He was texting someone with a smirk. I wondered if it was Jaxon.

I picked up my drink and my uncle's paper bag when he scooped me up into the crook of his right arm. He grabbed his coffee with his left hand, then walked out. I sipped at my drink, cuddling into Uncle Andros' chest with a happy giggle. He chuckled to himself as entered the building.

People straightened when they saw him, but a woman brave enough to face my uncle came up to him with a tablet. "Sir, there is a meeting for you with Hughes Corp. in thirty minutes."

Hughes? Is that the same Hughes name that Jaxon belongs to? I'm really curious.

Uncle Andros dipped his head in a form of greeting and understanding. "Meeting room A, correct?"

The woman bowed. "Yes, sir. I will prepare my portion of the necessary information and have it put on your desk in ten minutes."

"Good."

Uncle Andros strode away to the private elevator that scanned his card. He stepped in and I snuggled closer to his heat, suddenly feeling very sleepy in his warm embrace.

"Are you sleepy, pup?"

"Mmhm." I murmured. "I'll wait 'til you get to your office before napping, though."

"Why is that?"

"I don't want to drop anything." I mumbled into his shoulder.

"I can take care of it all, Anwyll."

"I know."

He chuckled and kissed my head. "All right."

I smiled sleepily, but I almost instantly went to sleep after Uncle Andros took the stuff in my hands. His pleased draconic purr followed me into the darkness.

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"Is that your child?"

I yawned as I awakened slowly, rubbing my cheek on my uncle's chest. I nosed his throat and wiggled my tail when his scent and warmth increased slightly.

"No," rumbled Uncle Andros. "He is my cute nephew."

"Aw, how cute..." cooed a woman's voice. "Don't you think the little ones would love him, too?"

"Hey now," murmured another man. "Jaxon wouldn't want them to get too attached."

My eyes snapped open and I sat up, my ears swiveling faster than my head. Four startled pairs of eyes looking into my violet and silver irises. The older twins had black hair and silver eyes, and the twins with a man and a woman had ice blue eyes.

"Jaxon?" I asked, then grinned as my uncle helped me turn around to sit on his lap. "Is he your younger brother? I met him today at the park. He's so cool."

One of the older twins chuckled. "Yes, he definitely is. Far more amazing than we could ever fully understand." he said, gesturing to the four of them. "My name is Andrew, and my twin is Aaron. The woman is our sister Christine, and her twin is Christoph."

"Ooh, I like your names. My name is Anwyll." I beamed, my tail wagging.

Uncle Andros placed his hand between my wolf ears, and I looked up at him with a sheepish expression. "Did I interrupt anything, Uncle? I'm sorry if I did."

He shook his head while he rubbed my scalp. I mewled under my breath and shuddered as he rubbed a good spot. He pushed his fingers through my hair and pulled me back against him. I was really happy and my tail confirmed it.

Christine stared at us with a smirk. "So, is his daddy anything like your nephew?"

Uncle Andros and I shook our heads, then I said, "Uncle Andros looks like my daddy and my mother doesn't look like me, but I guess that's a good thing, 'cause she's a really horrible person."

A sense of obvious understanding passed in the expressions of the siblings. I wondered if their mother was horrible to them, too.

Uncle Andros stood at almost the same time as the siblings. "Thank you for coming. I have found your findings very useful and interestingly accurate. I hope to write up a contract within the next few weeks to support your company."

The siblings bowed. "Thank you, Sir Lucaon. It is much appreciated. We will take our leave. It was nice meeting you and your nephew."

"Same goes to meeting your family. Take care."

They left my uncle and I alone, and he petted my hair while he held me in his arms. I kissed his cheek with a happy giggle.

"It's been a good day so far, hasn't it?" I asked, hugging his neck.

"Yes, but only because of my cute little nephew." he chuckled, so I blushed and kissed his cheek again in response.

The rest of the workday went well, but Uncle Andros had another dinner meeting to attend to, so he brought me with him. While I hopped out of the car, I saw someone who looked an awful lot like Jaxon. He was tugging a more muscular teen than Lukas into an alleyway by something that reminded me of a collar.

I blushed to myself. I wonder if Lukas knew about how promiscuous his boyfriend was, and if he did, maybe that's why he laughed at my question earlier. I told my uncle to go ahead, which made him quite upset, but I promised to return to his arms within fifteen minutes.

He watched me walk away, but someone ushered him inside the restaurant while I walked to the corner of the alleyway. When I peeked around it, my skin flushed bright red.

Jaxon had pinned the taller teen to the brick wall and was teasing him between his legs. My tail curled and I grabbed it to hide my face, but I peered past my white tail tip as my hearing honed in on their conversation.

"Pup, you're so cute. You got hard from just a simple kiss." purred Jaxon, and the teen with dirty-blond hair shivered.

"M-Master, I-I need you." he whimpered, and my cheeks burst into a dark red color like an overripe tomato.

"Do you? You naughty puppy. We're in public. Does it turn you on that someone might see you whimpering and moaning like a woman while I rub your cock?"

The dirty-blond teen shuddered with a soft whine, his body trembling against the brick wall. His hands turned into fists and his back arched with a muffled cry when Jaxon pushed his hand between muscled thighs.

I started feeling weird while watching them. A presence behind me invaded my senses, so I whipped around. A hand clamped down over my mouth and light brown eyes bore into my face.

"Ah," whispered Lukas. "You're that kid. Are you stalking Jaxon?"

I shook my head, so Lukas removed his hand. "I-I came with my uncle to that restaurant back there, but spotted Jaxon going into the alley with that other guy. I was worried if you knew or not."

Lukas chuckled as he crouched down. "I know all about it, kiddo. I love Jaxon, and all sides of himself that others may not like about him. I love watching him, being with him, and loving him. He is my treasure."

I pushed my hands into his hair and giggled when he blinked in surprise. "You really do treasure him, huh? That's great. I can tell he's really loved, not just by you. I hope he loves you back."

Lukas cupped my face. "He does, kiddo. He really does."

I beamed. "That's good. Your eyes are really pretty. Oh, and I'm a really tiny eighteen-year-old." I said with a grin, bouncing away from him. "So, see you!"

Lukas remained in a crouched position with a look of shock on his face while I hurried back to the restaurant doors. I pulled one of them open and glanced back at Lukas while I stepped in. He was now standing, but a look of intense obsession had overcome his face as he moved into the alleyway. I almost shivered, but I could tell that what Lukas said was the absolute truth.

I walked inside the restaurant and was stopped by the hostess. She frowned at me. "I didn't see you come in earlier. Where are your parents?"

I hummed. "Daddy is at home. Mother is gone for good. My uncle brought me!" I said in a childish voice.

She huffed. "Then why didn't he bring you in earlier?"

"Mm, 'cause I saw someone I knew outside and went to talk to him. I told my uncle that I would be back in less than fifteen minutes. So, here I am!"

The hostess looked like she didn't know what to do with me, but thankfully my uncle was just leaving the restroom. I bounced and waved my arms, whipping my tail behind me to catch his attention. I called out his name, so the hostess turned and her eyes widened.

"What are you doing, you stupid kid? Do you want to put us out of business? That's not your uncle."

Uncle Andros finally saw me and he strode over. "Anwyll," he said, making the woman's jaw drop.

I giggled and ran over to him. He bent down a bit to scoop me up as I leaped into his arms. He kissed my head and turned away, leaving a flabbergasted hostess behind. I grinned and hugged his neck, snuggling into his arms.

"I was worried, my cute pup. Are you well?"

"Yep, but I think that lady would have kicked me out had you not come out of the washroom at that moment."

Uncle Andros chuckled and rubbed my back. "That is hardly a surprise."

I huffed and pouted into his shoulder, but relaxed with a happy sigh. "Are we going to have yummy food again?"

"We?"

"I guess me, and then leftovers for you, I suppose."

Uncle Andros nosed my hair. "Yes, that will be the case."

"That's good."

He returned to the private room and I saw a dignified-looking gentleman sitting at the table while staring at his phone. He had dirty-blond hair just like that teen from before and dark green eyes. The tall guy next to him looked very young, but I had the impression that he was older than me. His light blond hair shone like a halo when the light hit it. His emerald green eyes sparkled with curiosity when they caught sight of me. He had very pale skin and pink lips like me, although I think I had shade of pink paler that his own, though.

"Who is this, Mr. Lucaon?"

Uncle Andros was loathe to set my feet down but, after a quick kiss to both of his cheeks, he put me down on the nice floor. I grabbed a few of his fingers, then waved with a grin at the two men.

"I'm Anwyll and I'm his nephew!"

The tall, slim guy turned and held out his slender hands. They were still stained with paint. "My name is Isaiah Williams."

I grasped his hand with a soft giggle. "Nice to meet you. You're pretty like an angel."

Isaiah blushed, his pale skin flushing a bright pink. "U-um, thank you."

I patted his head and bounced over to the older man. Uncle Andros kept hold of me, of course. I held out my hand to him with a broad smile.

"Anwyll is my name. What's yours?"

The older man chuckled and lightly grasped my hand. "Grey Williams."

I hummed as he shook it. "Are you related to that guy that was with Jaxon?"

The two men's attention sparked a bit more. "How do you know that name?"

"I met him at the park today with my uncle. He let me pet his wolf hybrid. I've been seeing and meeting lots of people who know him today."

Grey relaxed. "Ah, I see. You must have seen my son, Tanner. Isaiah is his cousin."

"Ooh, okay. That's great." I grinned, then hopped back into my uncle's embrace. "When does the meeting start?"

"As soon as my son gets back with Jaxon."

I blushed and scratched my face. "Eh, I think you should start without him."

As my expression and my words registered, the two men's faces burned. Ah, so they were caught up into Jaxon, too. I'm glad I'm not attracted to him. I feel like he'd have a lot of enemies with how many people he's captured in his love net.

"Well, let us start the meeting now." murmured Grey, then looked at my uncle, who was pressing his lips to my head while he lightly bounced my sleepy body.

"Yes, the meeting starts now." rumbled Uncle Andros, as I tucked myself into his embrace and closed my eyes.

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