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Crispin's POV

"Daddy!" Carter whined out, as he currently threw a temper tantrum.

I was in the kitchen holding onto the last shred of my sanity. My patience was at an all-time low. Which was strange seeing as I prided myself on how patient of a parent I was. But it was either that or Carter was having a hard time with all the change that was happening.

"Carter, can you please stop? Just tell me what's wrong." I leaned down to his level to look him in the eye. His face is blotchy red and tears cover his cheeks.

"I'm sad!" He screamed and plopped himself onto the floor. I let out a deep sigh and held the urge to roll my eyes.

"I understand. But are you sad because you're hungry? Or did you get hurt?"

"I don't want Rewa, I want Daddy!" He screamed again. This was his fourth time saying that, and I was confused about what he meant.

"You're not going anywhere, Carter. You're staying here." I groaned out. I suppose I finally said it loud enough for him to hear as he slowly quieted himself down and wiped his face. "Are you better now?"

He whimpered softly and nodded. He yawned and rubbed his eyes. He must have tired himself out from all his screaming. And I inwardly let out a deep sigh of relief. Once Carter was asleep I would be able to finish cleaning the place before Dieter gets here tonight.

I had never been more excited or happy for anything in my entire life. I picked Carter up and I rocked him back in forth until I could feel drool start to hit my neck. His indication that he was knocked out. I placed him softly in his bed closed the door and continued cleaning.

I needed this place to be perfect.

I wanted Dieter to feel at home here, even though I knew deep down he wouldn't move here, I would move there. But that's not something I want to think about just yet.

I just want to focus on us, together. Learning each other, and taking on this long life together. I want to talk about starting a family, and what our house would look like.

Who would have thought I was such a hopeless romantic?

Dieter decided to fly in, rather than drive. If he had driven it would have been a day trip. But it took some convincing. Only because that meant he had to be around a bunch of humans and from what he told me on the phone...it was a cause for disaster.

But I begged and begged and he finally said yes and I of course was ecstatic. And it eased my mind knowing he would be safer traveling that way, than driving for hours on end nonstop. And I say nonstop because I knew one thing about Dieter. He was a strong-willed man. He would not rest until he was here with me.

Truly, I hadn't expected our experience to go so smoothly. I hear horror stories of mates and how their connections are ruined or how something happens that keeps them apart. I was always afraid that if I had met my mate then something like that would happen to me.

I had that fear elevate slightly when we first met. When I saw how big of a man he was, and I was also a bigger man. But I was grateful that he didn't seem phased by me. He was just as willing and excited to mate as was I.

Perhaps that had to do with our age. Many young wolves focus too much on the outside appearance. If they don't physically look how they imagined, the immaturity of young wolves. They don't understand how having a mate is a blessing. The best blessing is given by the goddess.

Perhaps that's why Dieter and I are doing so well together. We have lived many years thinking that our other half was nowhere to be found. I don't plan on wasting time or having petty fights. I don't plan on ever leaving Dieter's side again. And after this week I don't think it would be possible.

Just the thought of him leaving me and going hours away again was already enough for me to latch onto him like a monkey.

I remade the bed with clean sheets, and the kitchen was filled with food so we didn't have to leave. Well, that would be until Monday night, when I had a date planned for us.

I'm terrible at keeping secrets but I'm going to try my absolute best to keep this from him. I had it all planned out, the chef, the location, and the reservation. I really had outdone myself this time.

I checked the time and it was now three in the afternoon. Dieter's plane lands at 4:30, and the airport is about 45 minutes away. I had to go to the human city to get him. Thankfully it was on the outskirts of it so I didn't have to go too far in.

I showered quickly and threw on some black slacks and a white button-up. I slicked my hair into its normal style and by the time I was done it was 3:30. Carter would thankfully sleep the whole way, seeing as I changed him and slid him into his car seat and he hadn't stirred. I had bought flowers for Dieter as well, and they lay flat in the backseat.

Sunflowers.

He said that they were his favorite many conversations ago and I remember I laughed in the face about it.

He was an intimidating man, and to have such a delicate thing as his favorite flower was strange, to say the least. But I found myself loving the strangeness of him. Knowing that no one else gets to see this part of him. Only me.

I had never felt so special in my life.

However, this 45-minute drive felt like it would never end. Time was ticking slowly, and nerves swallowed me even more than they already had.

Once I hit the town and I knew I was close the stench of humans hit my nose. Who would have thought I would let out a sigh of relief at the fact I was on human territory? I quickly parked the car and waited until I could pull to the front and get Dieter. It was 4:27. He would be in my car so, so soon.

But now I knew fear entered my mind, Do I kiss him?

Yes have we had phone sex a few times, but we haven't shown each other our parts yet. However, I wondered if this would be the appropriate time for such a thing. I also know how humans are and how they look at gay relationships. Not that care, but I don't want Dieter making a scene. Knowing he would.

Maybe it would be best to keep that for when we are on our territory. In our own space.

Because who knows if once we kiss I will be able to keep my hands to myself. And do something completely inappropriate.

I might not condone violence but I am not above public sex.

My phone buzzed and I jumped slightly pulling it from my pocket.

Dieter: The plane landed early. Will be outside in ten.

My heart dropped to my stomach in anticipation. And knowing Dieter when he said ten he MEANT ten. I turned around to see that Carter was still asleep, thank goddess. I had no clue what was up with the kid, he had just been acting uncontrollably these past few days and I didn't know how to fix it. But because of his erratic behavior who knows how he'd act around Dieter now? And I hate to say it, I really do, but I don't want him to ruin the plans I had for Dieter and I.

I anxiously tapped the steering wheel as I counted down the minutes until I had to pull my car up to the front. I looked in the mirror one last time to make sure I looked my best. Though I'm sure Dieter would have been fine if I picked him up in sweats and a T-shirt. Though that is not something that I prefer, he loved when I was dressed down.

My phone buzzed again.

Dieter: Outside.

My heart dropped and I chewed on my lip. I put the car in drive and I was on my way.

As I got closer I was finally able to spot him. He was wearing a thick sweatshirt and jeans. His hair pulled back into a bun. He had a single suitcase with him and he stood with his arms crossed as cars rolled past. I saw many humans stop and stare at him. Whether it was because he was overwhelmingly attractive or if it was because of his scar. It didn't matter to me. Regardless of the reason they shouldn't be looking at him.

Moments later I pulled the car in front of him and he smirked at me as we made eye contact through the window. Of course, my smile covered my entire face, and I was filled with instant joy. But I knew Dieter was one to keep his emotions to himself.

I parked and quickly opened the door and rounded the car before Dieter could get in. I may not be able to kiss him but I could hug him.

He looked slightly confused as I walked toward him, amusement playing in his eyes. Before he knew I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and pulled him against me. He instantly wrapped his arms around my torso and held me close to him.

I took a deep breath and let his scent coat me from the inside out. His warmth invaded every single pore.

"Hi, darling." His voice was music to my ears, a sweet and deep lullaby. It vibrated his chest and in turn, vibrated mine.

"Hi," I spoke softly into his neck. I knew he heard me either way.

"Come, let's get in the car and go before we make the humans mad." He gently patted my lower back, deep down I wished he would have patted something else. I reluctantly pulled away grabbed the suitcase and sat in the trunk as Dieter slid into the passenger seat.

I got in and Dieter was turned around looking at Carter who was still asleep. Snoring now. Dieter's face held a faint smile as he turned around and looked at me again. His eyes traced my face and then down the rest of my body. I could feel myself start to heat up in anticipation, knowing what was to come this week.

Lust was burning in his eyes by the time he was done looking me over. They flickered from mine to my lips and I instinctively swiped my tongue across them. He squinted his eyes at me and there was a tension growing in the car.

HONNKKK

I slightly jumped at the noise and I turned around to see another car waiting to take my spot. I sighed and rolled my eyes and started driving. Dieter let out a deep chuckle as he reached over and held my hand in his. Sparks ignited up and down my arm, making it almost impossible to drive.

"So, how was your flight?"