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Dieter's POV

Something is up.

Crispin is only wearing sweats and sweatpants. And when I try to hug him or cuddle he won't let me. He's told me time and time again that nothing is wrong and he's not upset with me. But when he keeps rejecting my advances what the hell am I supposed to think?

Plus I'm super horny and I want some dick.

It's been a WEEK. A whole week since Crispin dickmatized me yet again. I almost forgot how good it feels to be so full on the inside. Especially by Crispin. He was so heavy, thick, and long. The sweet stinging pain of being stretched by him was addicting and--

FUCK. See, I'm way too horny to be denied any longer.

I readjust myself in my pants again as I'm sitting during our weekly pack meeting. We were going over the last details of the pack division, between my pack and Crispins. But this time, Rena and Danielle had joined us and Carter was sitting in Rena's lap. Sound asleep.

Crispin held my hand and was rubbing his thumb across which only added to my very hard problem. He wore a thick sweatshirt and jeans, and it caught me off guard. So much so that I asked him if everything was okay and if he was sick when he got dressed. In the bathroom. With the door closed. That's how I knew something was off.

Also, the fact that I find it extremely hard to leave his side. That was the case before slightly, but this was different. It was worse. I didn't like anyone being close to him, or looking at him.

Something was wrong.

"Tomorrow we can announce to the pack about the opportunity for division. We should probably set a maximum number of how many can leave, then the first wolves that sign up can move." My father suggested and everyone agreed.

"Housing-wise, keeping it under 150 would be best. Then we can slowly build out and every two years we can have a new wave of members sign up if they so choose." Crispin chimed in. My heart swelled with pride as he spoke. I loved seeing him in his alpha mood. It did dirty things to me.

"That's not quite fair if you ask me. Perhaps, there should be a waitlist whether it be first come first serve." Rena spoke softly to make sure she didn't wake Carter. "Then have the families picked randomly. But they should be able to sign up for the division whenever they want."

"I see what you're saying but as time goes on, it would be even more unfair if we do it randomly. What if a family had been on the waitlist for years but others who have just signed up get picked before them? It would be mayhem." I added in with a deep sigh. Her idea was good, but it wasn't going to work in the long run.

"How about we do a random choice for this first one? Then as the years go on and the pack can handle more members, for the next Division Choosing it will be oldest to newest."

We all went silent taking in Danielle's idea. It made the most sense and it seemed to be the best option. And so we all agreed.

"Should there be parameters? Only older families can sign up. Or can everyone?" This was a great question as well. Rena would be a great leader.

"Parameters seems best. The younger unmated wolves should stay, and young families. Older families and mated couples should be the ones to have the opportunity for division."

"What about money? How are we going to build new houses?" Rena asked with worry all over her face as she looked at Crispin.

"We will help, of course. And I'm sure our friend James wouldn't mind pitching in a few million dollars." I was of course being sarcastic, but also I knew there was some truth to it. That wolf dripped of wealth, and helping build neighborhoods wouldn't put a single dent in his pocket.

Rena let out a sigh as she relaxed. I could see in her eyes she was looking for more questions to ask but stayed silent.

"Why wait until tomorrow? The faster the better. I don't think my pack can go much longer without their Alpha and Luna." My eyes focused on Crispin as he spoke, and he was right.

Danielle and Rena had been here for a week now, taking care of Carter. And perhaps that's why I hadn't suggested today. Knowing that if they leave it would be us and Carter and the tension it brings. Not saying we'd been on our own. My mother loves the kid. He's spent equal time with the three of them this week so I'm sure he wouldn't mind hanging out with GG. As my mom liked to call herself now.

"You're right. Today then. I'll go to the sparring courts and make the announcement right after."

"How should they sign up?" Tanner asked pulling my eyes from my mate.

"We have to make some sort of system. Perhaps an excel sheet and have that be overseen by the same person as the years go on." My father told Tanner and gave me an approving nod.

"Tanner, would you be okay with that task?" I knew he would say yes, but I always made sure to ask my team if it was something that would interest them. It kept morale up, and even in the chance they did say no, I would never force them to do something they'd not enjoy.

"I thought you'd never ask. You know I love shit like this." A smile covered his face as he brought out his laptop and within seconds was typing away like his life depended on it.

Crispin let out a yawn and ran his hands down his face. Recently he has been exhausted and has been taking a lot more naps. I was scared he was turning into a cat.

"How much time do you need to set it up before I--"

"Done. You can go now."

Goddess, I'll never get used to how fast this man worked when it came to organization and computers.

"Okay then. Let's go make some wolves very happy."

*****

All eyes were on me as I stood in the elevated court in front of the many members of my pack. They all waited in anticipation, knowing meetings like this were far and few in-between.

"A decision has been made." I only had to raise my voice slightly, knowing my deep vibrato carried. "You are now being allowed to become a member of our joint pack. My mate, your alpha, has been gracious to open his pack up to those who wish to live a slower lifestyle." Gasps were heard all over as the words left. Many wolf's faces were bright, but many tuned out. They were not interested in leaving at all.

"You may sign up with Delta Tanner, and you will be put on a list. It will go by family and household maturity. The older mated couples and families can be considered. We will pick 150 families and within the next week, you will know who is moving and who is not. After this do not bombard Tanner. He will go to each court individually and you may approach him then. Understood?"

"Understood." The voices of my members reverberated back and it was a glorious sound. Once I dismissed them they went back to their fighting, or they tried to. Many called their mates and were discussing the proposition just given to them.

I felt an all too familiar hand grab mine and I turned to see Crispin staring giving me a small smile. But there was something else, he was hiding something from me.

"Come, I need you for a moment." I of course listened immediately, following him as he led me back to the pack house. But not to our room but to the kitchen. I checked the time and it was around lunchtime. Was I about to get a gourmet meal for lunch?

The thought was enough to make my stomach growl as I watched Crispin move around the room effortlessly. Pulling out pans and ingredients. My mouth began to water at what he could be cooking.

"Could you turn on the oven for me? 350, please. But will you check to make sure there are no pans in it? GG likes to leave them sometimes."

I moved from my spot in the walkway and went to the oven. Helping in any way I could. I tried to cook for Crispin once and I burned everything and wasted so much food because I kept dropping it. From then on I was banned from cooking anything and only doing what I was told.

I opened the oven as he stated and there was something in there.

A hamburger bun.

I grabbed it and I looked at it curiously as I turned to Crispin who was already looking at me with an expectant look.

"Why the hell is there a bun in the oven?" I laughed and I sat it down on the counter, but Crispin was still looking at me...waiting. I looked over his face and his eyes began to water and I noticed how his hands were now sitting softly on his stomach. Also, he was no longer wearing a sweatshirt, but a T-shirt and his stomach was slight--

"A FUCKING BUN IN THE OVEN!?" I yelled it so loud as the realization came crashing down. My eyes flickered from his eyes to his round belly.

"You're pregnant?" I was breathless, and I took slow steps to get closer to him. I didn't want to break him and hurt the baby. And from the looks of it, the baby that's been in there for a long time.

"I am," Crispin said with a soft sniffle. He wrapped his arms around my shoulders and I set a gentle kiss on his lips, my hands still settled on his stomach.

My pup was in there.

"Wait for how long?" I searched his eyes as worried filled them.

"Two months-ish. Don't be mad. I just wanted this to be a good memory for us, not drowned out in everything else." Crispin spat out so quickly that I almost missed it.

"I'm not mad, baby." I pressed a gentle kiss on his forehead and pulled him close to me. "We're going to have two kids. Holy shit."

Crispin chuckled against me and I laughed too. My only prayer is that this kid and Carter would get along. That Carter wouldn't be too upset at the news and that his brother or sister loved him just as much as we do. Though we can't show it.

I'd love that kid forever.

And no matter what, he'd be my firstborn.

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Crispin's POV

Fourteen years later

Things with Carter got worse.

Especially as he got older. We had hoped that Sean would be the thing that we needed for us to resemble some sort of family but we were wrong. The two were fine when they were kids but as they got older, things changed.

They argue all the time, they don't even breathe the same air. Both are constantly complaining about one another it gets overwhelming sometimes. Then a year after Sean was born we had Addison, and she wasn't planned either but she is the only girl and she is spoiled.

But she seems to be the peace between the two. She gets along with both and whenever she is not around we all can tell.

Dieter and I hadn't realized that it would get worse, that the bond between us would become even more strained. But it had. We tried our best to parent him, in a way that wasn't domineering or aggressive but it always came out that way no matter how hard we tried.

It was now midnight and we were all up waiting for Carter to get home. I had no idea where he went but I do know he left because of an argument with Sean. He must have said something to him. But there was only one way to find out since Sean was tightlipped.

The door to the house finally opened and in walked Carter. My eyes worriedly went over his frame to make sure he wasn't hurt. It wouldn't have mattered how many times we called him or texted him. He wouldn't have answered. He never does. But that's not his fault. I wouldn't answer my call either given the situation.

"Carter. Here. Now." Dieter's voice broke through the silence and it made the house shake. I could hear Carter sigh and mumble something under his breath as he walked towards us.

"Where the hell were you?"

"A friend."

Carter had matured over the years. He now stood firm and was only getting bigger by the day. And looking more like me by the day. I loved it. He hated it.

"You've been gone all night young man." Dieter was seething. He was angry because we didn't know how long he'd be gone. We also were angry because we didn't know any of Carter's friends to even ask around to find him.

"You don't care." He mumbled it lowly but I still heard it. It was a knife to my heart. I did care. I did care so much that it hurt me. I cried myself to sleep every night because of it. But I can't tell him that. "It's not even that late."

"You have school in the morning." Dieter rumbled out which made Carter roll his eyes.

"Great. Can I go to bed now?"

"Watch the attitude," I spoke up and it was almost as if I could see him flinch at my voice.

"I don't have an attitude. But I don't think it's fair Sean can be out all night, but I can't. I'm also seventeen, I can take care of myself." His eyes were glued to the floor like usual. During lectures like these, he never liked to look at us.

"You're right Sean can go out." Because Sean calls and lets us know. Because Sean doesn't leave for hours on end without telling someone. Because I don't worry about Sean that way I worry about you. But can I tell him that? No.

"This is bullshit."

"Watch your mouth, young man!" I yelled, and I'm sure if Carter's head wasn't already down it would be now. My alpha voice slipped out. Not on purpose. It was never on purpose.

However, I didn't miss how Sean snickered on the couch behind us. Only adding fuel to the fire.

"You not going to say anything?" I could hear the hurt in his voice as we ignored Sean. This wasn't about Sean, it was about him.

"Whatever." Carter scoffed and crossed his arms. Then he went stiff but only for a second, and I knew what that meant.

"Carter would like to go to bed now." His voice was deeper and the energy around him changed. He was now looking at us but that wasn't our Carter. That was Tatty, Theodore.

"Theodore, we need to talk to Carter." I sighed, feeling defeated.

"No, we are going to bed. We have school." He turned on his heels and headed towards the staircase but stopped. "Aunt Rena knew where Carter was. Call her. She will tell you." Then he was gone.

"Can't believe you're going to have him be the alpha. He's a coward hiding behind his wolf." Sean seethed out.

"Sean. Upstairs. Now." I gritted through my teeth trying to calm myself down and not hurt my other son. He scoffed but listened and quickly ran up the stairs.

Dieter was beside me in seconds. Wrapping his arms around me as tears began to flow. I thought that as time went on it would be easier between us and Carter. But I was wrong. The bond was broken whether we liked it or not. My son hated me, and I couldn't change it. And no matter how much I love him and no matter how much I want to tell him. I can't.

I physically cannot. My body goes stiff my throat goes dry and I forget all words.

There is nothing left for us to do. But hope and pray.

Hope and pray that by some miracle our Carter is saved from us.

From this life, we are plagued to live.

All I want is for him to be happy...smiling...in love.

And far away from us where we can no longer hurt him.

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