"Come on Luca, blow out your candles and make a wish!" I say, watching Luca stare at the little candle flames.

"I wish-"

"Don't say it out loud remember. Or it won't come true." Dylan reminds him.

"Oh yeah!" He does his cute thinking face and then blows out his three candles. "I made a wish mummy."

"Good boy." I ruffle his hair and his his forehead. "Wanna tell mummy?"

He shakes him head. "Daddy say it won't come true."

"Yeah, see. Daddy knows best isn't that right mummy?" Dylan asks. I laugh and shake my head. I cut the cake and hand Luca some. Dylan pouts at me as I give Alana and Lacey some cake. "What about me, baby?"

"You have to wait." I stick my tongue out at him and serve other people cake. I then, jokingly, serve myself cake and take a bite out of it. He pouts. "I'm kidding. Let me feed you."

He smirks and I go to feed him cake but completely miss his mouth and smother it on his face. It was intended. I burst out laughing and while I'm laughing, I didn't realise him cut a slice of cake and smothers some on my face.

Well, payback is definitely a bitch!

"Dylan!"

"What? You started it. Hm, now I can definitely eat you." He stalks up to me, cake still on his face making him less intimidating, and secures his arms around me making it harder for me to escape. He smirks, and he leans down, licking my face. Eugh!

"Dylan stop that's disgusting." I whine.

"Oh come on baby, you don't mind other stuff."

"Ew, just.. Stop talking!"

"And carry on licking? Okay!" And again, he starts licking my face clean. Is he a cat or what?

"Ew! Daddy is eating mummy! Stop it daddy I wuv mummy!" Dylan pulls back, chuckling at our frantic looking son. He let's go of me from his hold and Luca runs up to me, hugging my legs.

He's a mummy's boy. Dylan says through the mind link, laughing away.

Hush up, just cos you're jealous. Of course, we were only joking. We knew Luca loved us both the same. He was as much of a daddy's boy as a mummy's boy.

He just loved being loved, and of course we love loving him. If that was to make any sense..

"Luca, go play with your cousins. Daddy and I need to go get cleaned up."

He let's go of my legs and looks up at Dylan. "Daddy, don't eat mummy. Or I will eat you!" He then runs off to go play with his cousins.

"He's so cute." I coo.

"He's going to be handsome and sexy too, just like his daddy."

"Did you just say your son is going to look.. Sexy?"

"No not in that way! I meant he would be taking after me.. Gee , Alexis!"

"I know, I was joking! I knew what you meant.. Now come on, let's go get cleaned off."

"Licking?"

"No licking."

"You're no fun."

"Go suck a dick."

"You can suck mine."

"You can sleep on the couch."

"I can shut up."

"Good." I grin in triumph. Don't worry, I wouldn't bare to have him sleep on the couch. I would probably either invite him back to bed in which he would definitely attack me with kisses and hugs and touches.. Or I could join him on the couch where he would most likely do the same but after he brings us back to our bed. Either way, we'll end up back in our bed.

We head to the bathroom that was in our room and wash our faces. Well, I wash mine first while I make Dylan wait. Although, he seemed to have other ideas. Of course he did.

While I was washing my face, he decided it would be a great idea to continuously smack my butt. Was it a good idea? No not really, I was trying to wash my face.

Me being me, I had an awesome idea. I brought my face up, it dripping with water, and stared at him. More like playfully glared. I brought my hands under the taps and then threw the water at him.

"Ow its in my eye!" He complained. I giggled. I knew it wasn't since I aimed at his shirt. Okay I didn't aim at his shirt but accidentally managed to get his shirt when I wanted to get his face. Curse his tallness!

"Liar." I pout. I look in the mirror and my face is all clean. I grab a towel and dry my face whilst he washes his face. I decide that I might as well give him a little payback.

Using the towel I whipped his butt which he didn't seem so affected by..

"Better if you use your hand, babe."

"Why's that?"

"Oh you know, tingles and crap." I roll my eyes and leave the bathroom. I head back downstairs and find the kids - Luca, Alana, Lacey and other pack members (children of course) - all sitting in a circle. One was already standing up however.

I recognised it as the classic Duck, duck, goose game. I spotted Luca sitting beside Lacey. He had his thumb in his mouth.

Damn, somehow Dylan and I need to get him to stop. Lacey had stopped when she was two and Alana didn't even suck her thumb!

I admit, he looked so cute and adorbale. He looked so innocent too, just sitting there thumb in mouth.

It made me almost forget that my little boy, the sweet innocent one sucking his thumb, was to be the future Alpha.

I watched them play their game. It was a little party we threw for him so there was very little parents here. They had gone on to have some time alone with each other - like have dates. Some had decided to stay though, like Cammy. Mason had some duties to do, thanks to Dylan, so he couldn't stay. Ollie and Jackson didn't stay either. Jackson was with Emma, his mate and Ollie was probably with Melanie.

These were one of those days where Dylan took a day off. Of course he would, it was his son's birthday after all.

I felt Dylan's arm secure a place around my waist, as usual. I knew it was him - the tingles.

"He still sucks his thumb." I tell Dylan.

"We should get him to stop somehow. He's future Alpha. We can't have him sucking his thumb can we?"

"No, he'll grow out of it though. I hope."

"Just imagine, him taking over as Alpha but still sucking his thumb."

"He'd be seen as a weak Alpha. But of course, he won't be. You'll train him right? Make him all big and strong like you?"

"Of course I would. What kind of question is that?" He asks, chuckling. "But we should just let him be for now. Let him have his childhood."

"I know. But time goes by so fast. He's already three. It feels like only last week we were holding him in our arms, naming him."

"I know. But that's part of life isn't it?"

"I know, I just wish we could freeze time so he can stay little for as long as possible. Three years have gone by already so fast. Next thing you know, he'll be 18 and with his mate and starting his family."

"Well, just means we have to cherish these moments then right?"

"Hmm." I hum in agreement. Dylan was always jokey but he did always say wise things. Like now..

"Mummy! Daddy!" Luca runs up to us. Dylan removes his arm from my waist and lifts Luca up.

"What's up?" Dylan asks.

"Do you want to play hide and seek with us? Auntie Cammy is!"

"Yeah okay." I say.

"I think I'll pass. I'll just watch." Dylan says. "I think it would be very amusing to watch."

"Okay daddy. Put me down pwease?" Dylan complies and puts Luca down. Luca looks up at me. "Come on mummy!" He grabs my hand, his small hand soon being engulfed in my big hand. Not that my hand was big. Just compared to his it was. Dylan's hands were way bigger than mine. So, Luca's hands looked like newborn hands compared to Dylan.

We're in the living room where all the kids were standing. "I should count though mummy." Alana says. She was now eight.. Oh how time vanishes so quick..

"Okay sweetie. Kids, go hide. Alana, count to thirty." Alana nods and covers her eyes. We all run around the house, finding places to hide. Luca didn't want to leave my side however.

"I know the perfect place." I tell him. He looks up to me and gives me a confused look. I lead us into the kitchen. I open some cupboards and tell him to go inside. He fits in perfectly and I find one opposite him.

Good thing about knowing the kitchen off by heart, you know which cupboards are empty and which aren't. We had plenty of pointless cupboards in the kitchen.

After what felt like ten minutes I heard a huge amount of children's feet padding along the floor. I hear the sound decrease and realize they've headed upstairs.

Are Luca and the only ones hiding?

Baby, where are you? Come out, come out wherever you are...

I'm not telling you were I am Dylan!

I can smell your scent..

Shoosh

Soon enough, I hear his footsteps. And then they stop, right in front of where I am. "I know you're in there baby." I don't answer. "And you too son." He says, obviously to the cupboard opposite me. "Now, do I tell the kids where you are? I mean, you've already won." He says, speaking quietly. But obviously, I could still hear him loud and clear. But, we've won?

"No daddy don't! Its funny."

"Ah ha! I knew you were in there." He says, very proudly.

"Don't tell, daddy!" Dylan chuckles and I hear him walk off.

After about another five minutes. The children enter the kitchen. "Alpha Dylan said they were somewhere here!" I hear one kid tell the others. Dammit Dylan. He's definitely being punished for that..

Soon enough, cupboards were being flung open. "Found you, Luca!" Damn, its only a matter of time before-

"Found you, auntie!" Lacey says, giggling away. I smile at her and get out. I already see Luca telling Dylan off.

"Daddy! You told. You not supposed to! You meanie. Go in corner." Aw how cute. He was telling Dylan to go in the naughty corner!

Whenever Luca was bad, we used the naughty corner. Don't judge. It actually worked. After using a few times, Luca decided not to be naughty. He didn't like being left alone.

Dylan shakes his head and heads to the naughty corner which made me smile. I walk over to him. "You have to stay here for 26 minutes."

"Why?" He asks, raising a brow.

"You're 26 years old so you have to stay for 26 minutes." Of course, we made it longer for Luca. I mean, staying there for two minutes wouldn't really work would it? Don't worry, we didn't keep him on his own for hours! We're not that cruel.

I couldn't bare to see him sad so I didn't want it so long.. But then I didn't want it so short as it wouldn't be so effective would it?

"Is that so? Well, I guess I'll be a nuaghty boy and leave the naughty corner won't I?"

"You can if you want. But you'll have to deal with Luca. This is your punishment from him."

"And what's my punishment from you, love?"

"Hmm," I think about it. What would be a good punishment? Ah ha. Perfect. "No kissing or touching or anything." I conclude.

His mouth fell open. "You're depriving me of what I am entitled to?"

"Mhmm."

"But.."

"Shouldn't have told them, babe."

"But I.. That's a bad punishment.."

"No, its a good punishment."

"No I mean its like.. Painful." I grin and walk off. I wasn't actually going to follow through with it. I just wanted to make him, well, think about telling them where we were? I don't know.

But I won't follow through obviously. I'm not that cruel. Plus, I wouldn't he able to survive myself without his kisses here and there.

***

It was now time for bed. Well, for Luca. "Goodnight mummy. I wuv you." I kiss his cheek.

"I love you more though." I tuck him in and let Dylan say goodnight to him.

"Goodnight daddy, I wuv you."

"Night little man, I love you too." He also kisses Luca's cheek and we head out the room, switching the light off on our way out.

I head to our room, Dylan following behind me. After putting Luca to bed, we always went to our room and watched TV while snuggling together. It was always a perfect way to end the night. But of course, some other times we'd end up with a different perfect way to end the night.

We always put our clothes back on in case Luca had a nightmare. They were very rare but sometimes he had nightmares and came to sleep with us.

I sat on the bed and pat the space next to me for him to join. I watch Dylan as a confused look forms on his face. "Why you so confused?" I ask.

"Because um we always snuggle. And you said I can't touch you or anything for my um punishment..." Aw that's so cute..

"Well, it wasn't really a punishment.. I was kinda joking?" His eyes light up and instantly he's beside me, pulling me to his chest. I inhaled his scent, always nice to do so. He smelt so nice.

"Never give me a punishment like that."

"I won't."

"Good." He switched on the TV, keeping me ever so near him, and we snuggled together watching TV as we always do.

You know, I may not have my family anymore since they were brutally killed. But I have my own family now, my loving husband and adorable son. I loved them loads.

Yes I do miss my parents. I missed having my mother and father. I felt sad that my son will never get to meet his grandparents. Sure, he had Dylan's parents, but he wouldn't be able to meet mine.

He does ask where my parents are but I avoid the subject. Soon I'd have to tell him. But not now, he's only three.

I just felt sad knowing how much my mum was looking forward to having grandchildren. Her first grandchild was lying in bed next to our room, but she wouldn't be able to meet him and he not be able to meet her. That's the sad part.

Yeah, my dad wanted a grandchild too but no one was as excited as my mum was. And the fact we didn't get to plan my wedding together as we always discussed. And how my dad never got to proudly walk me down the aisle, giving me over to my mate.

But I know they're watching over me and my family. I know they're there but not there.

I do miss them, a lot. A hell of a lot. But I'm happy. I have a sexy, loving husband who is my mate and I have a wondeful, healthy son.

I couldn't ask for anything better. I was well and truly happy.

The End.