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***Talon's POV***

Remi acts as though this pregnancy is going to be so easy. I am unsure. Only knowing my own experience, I can't help but worry for my mate.

I am so lucky to have Remington. Many Alphas may not want to be seen as the submissive type. Considering he is pregnant with our child, it is apparent to everyone around us that he does submit. It's definitely a switch hitting kind of relationship.

I still like bottoming for him more than being on top. However, I don't mind feeling myself inside of him at all. It is a little bit of a power high.

I watch as Remi sleeps; he takes a lot of naps at the moment. I know he is exhausted from growing our newest pup. Holding Hannah and Gracie in my lap, their bottles bounce against their tiny mouths. They squirm in my hold, whimpering for the trapped gas to be manipulated from their little bodies.

I turn both girls over on their tummies, gently rocking them with my knees. My hands run the length of their backs, all the way up to their necks to push the air pocket from their diaphragms.

After both girls expel the unnecessary air, I flip them over, kissing their little feet. My girls bring me plenty of entertainment as they giggle at my shenanigans. The sound is a sweet lullaby to my parenting heart.

Remi stirs beside me, a groan leaves his lips. Immediately alerted, I secure our pups by trapping them in between my legs.

I place a gentle hand on my mate, soothing his sleepy restlessness with my touch. Remi turns towards me, popping his eyes open with a continuous flutter of his eyelashes. If that isn't the most precious site, I wouldn't know what is.

"Good morning, love. How are you feeling?" My words are soft, a sweet whisper for him since I am unsure what his groan pertains to.

"My hips ache." Remi rubs his thumbs frantically, in small circles, over the v line that is swollen from his womb.

"Would you like a warm bath, baby?" I stand to set the girls in the bouncers. Walking towards the amazing contraptions, I buckle our twins into the seats, placing a pillow beneath each of their sets of feet. Immediately, the girls start pulling the activity center toys towards their mouths.

"Just help me stand." Remi pleads with a tiny whimper, breaking my heart. My mate doesn't often show pain. The thought has Meka wince in pain. Remi's uncomfortable condition hurts our spirit.

Walking slowly, I guide my mate towards the bathroom. He is obviously experiencing the lovely phenomenon of locking hips. His gait is tight, small steps are barely more than a shuffle of his feet.

I press my hand to his tummy, running my fingertips in a horizontal line across the mound that is forming. My other hand steadies my love by the small of his back. I remember all the mornings that Remi had done these things for me. The small gestures were very fulfilling.

I was and still am, a lucky mate.

After helping Remi work the kinks from his adapting body, I pull the twins into my arms. I help my love to the kitchen so he can nourish our forming pup and himself.

Remi's appetite is in full swing. Several helpings later, my mate practically falls into a food coma. I laugh, shaking my head. He is truly exhausted by this pregnancy.

"We can take the kids for a walk. I'm sure you have Alpha work to do." My mother-in-law plucks Hannah from my arms. My own mother swipes Gracie up from the swing.

I nod reluctantly while covering Remi with a blanket. I really do have a shit ton of work. Being on vacation, Remi's apparent condition and the twins keep me very busy.

As a I walk into our office, I sigh seeing the stack of mail that has yet to be opened. I have a long day ahead of me. Sitting behind the desk, I pull the first half of the mail in front of me to begin the slow process of sifting it.

Four hours later, emails are answered, finances are updated and most of the inventory is added to the computer. I stretch my limbs while heading towards the door to check on my family.

I hear raucous laughter coming from down stairs. My eyes meet those of Remi. He sits on the couch, hands splayed over his stomach and a wide smile on his face.

Determined to see what is amusing, I make my way to sit beside my love. Remi smiles, placing a kiss on my hand. He pulls me down beside him with a look of utter adoration.

I return the smile. The glow of his skin illuminates his bright blue eyes. Remi is a stunning specimen. The moon goddess did me a solid when pairing him with me.

"Spence and Ally were regaling me with stories of their pregnancies." Remi shakes his head as laughter slips from his plump red lips.

"Don't scare him, please." I cover my face with my hands. I can only imagine what they are telling my man. He doesn't need to worry about any of our experiences. His may be the same but, more than likely it will be all together different. I just pray it is more good days than bad.

"Sweetheart, I'm not running away from this. I'm embracing it. I am happy to do something that I did not necessarily plan on. They are not scaring me. Quit stressing." Remi pulls me into his lap. I scoot forward slightly so my butt doesn't squish his abdomen.

"I finished the daily work in the office. I have to train at three. Do you need anything before I go?" I slip from Remi's arms knowing that I have other obligations. He is the lucky mate that he is exempt from training now. It's still not my absolute favorite activity.

"No love. I have two doting mothers who are nipping at the bud to wait on me hand over foot. Just go get sweaty. When you return, come get me. I want to help clean you up." Remi gives me a look that states he wants exactly the opposite of me being clean.

My boner twitches in anticipation at the thought of the messes that we will be creating later. Shifting uncomfortably, I turn to walk away.

The walk to the training field doesn't take long, I stop a couple of times to greet pack members or to remind others of tasks they have signed up to perform. I stop in front of the ring where two wolves are sparring.

My eyes narrow as I catch that Lutz is in the ring with his mate. Although it is not unheard of, I couldn't imagine facing off with Remington in a match. My heart would crush if I ever accidentally hurt him.

Lutz seems to have no issues as he stares Lloyd down. Lutz bares his teeth, snapping aggressively when Lloyd takes a step to nip at his front paw. It's sort of comical, my mind imagines exactly what they must be saying to one another while they playfully challenge each other.

I hear my own gasp as my eyes take in Lutz hovering over a whimpering Lloyd. Lloyd's head has slammed into the spring form mat, his back cracking suddenly from the force of the pounce. I rush forward to interject my feelings towards the situation.

"Fuck Lutz, it's training." Jace pushes Lutz off of Lloyd, immediately kneeling beside our friend to assess his wound. My eyes cut towards Lutz wolf who doesn't hold an ounce of remorse.

My back stiffens; my face contorts into a corkscrew. Did he do that shit on purpose?

A few strides bring me to stand in front of my warrior. My dominance comes forward in waves of aggression.

"Shift." My command leaves no room for question. He is unable to ignore my assertion of my rank. Lutz comes to stand on his human legs within seconds.

"Walk with me." The command is through my gritted teeth.

"It was an accident." Lutz quickly tumbles the words out of his mouth. I am not completely convinced that his statement is one of truth.

"Did not seem like Damon felt remorseful." I throw my accusation forward. I want him to explain his wolf's reaction. It was peculiar at best.

"Damon and Akir had a bit of a bet going on. We tried to reign them in. Damon has been cut off from talking to me at the moment. I don't appreciate that bullshit show of dominance." Lutz let's his words flow as his eyes slide to the place where his mate has shifted.

I nod my head, releasing Lutz from our conversation. He takes off to comfort his mate. Lloyd is not actually hurt. Thank the goddess for werewolf genes.

I head back to the field to confirm that Lloyd is fine. Satisfied with my observation, I pat both of my warriors on the back. We get into formation for our actual training, leaving the sparring ring to sit unattended for the time being.

Two hours later we complete the intense workout. Lloyd leads while Lutz corrects some of the pack members form. My body feels the burn of strained muscles. I will admit that being so busy with a family, mate and Alpha duties has made me a slacker in the physical department.

After waving goodbye to our friends, I walk towards the pack house. I have fulfilled my end of the bargain. Im sweaty, tight and completely exhausted. My eyes land on Remi the moment I open the door.

I take large steps to wrap him in my arms, practically pawing at his body with the intense hunger that had taken over my system.

Gripping his thighs in my hands, I pull him towards me so he can enjoy the little tent he has already got pitching for him. A soft moan of satisfaction leaves his throat, hiding away inside of my mouth. I nibble his tongue while walking him backwards towards the stairs.

I hear someone clear their throat. However, I have no fucks to give. Werewolves are sexual beings. I'm no exception. My mate is fucking sexy. I want to devour him whole on repeat.

"Baby." Remi warns me. His back hits the bedroom door softly; my leg wedges in between his thighs to pin him in place for me.

Meka howls wantonly in my head. He wants Kai. I don't blame him, I would fuck Kai also.

Remi somehow manages to get the door open. My fingers walk up from the bottom of his shirt, slipping the article of clothing up so that our chests can touch skin to skin. Every time this man makes contact with me an arc flash occurs sending tremors throughout my flesh.

Remi slides to his knees; his fingers roughly snatch at my bottoms letting my cock spring forward. I feel the cool air from the window caress the wet tip of my hard on. Remi can make me leak with a look, his touch is overkill to my arousal.

As his lips gently ghost over my steel erection, the thought of how lucky I am races thru my mind, down my spine, causing me to thump against his talented tongue. My hips circle with his head following the motion. I place my hands in his hair, thrusting myself towards the back of his throat.

The moans that crawl up my throat threaten to break free, not that I mind. My toes curl at the feeing of my balls drawing up to release inside of his warm, moist mouth.

When Remi slams his head into my lap, my back jackknifes off of the door; cum shoots from my dick causing my my throat to let out guttural applause for his stellar talent.

I lift him from his knees, pushing him towards the bed to lay him down for my turn.

"I love you." My lips pluck at his taut flesh. I drag my tongue behind the trail from my kisses.

"I love you." Remi pants from the attention being shown to his tender skin.

"I'm a lucky mate." My admission is one of adoration. Not sure why the moon goddess chose me to have this man, but I'm not complaining.