A Mother Before A Mate

We wake up at 7 am, and Molly is still sleeping. Jack has to be at his office in the packhouse for 8 am but he's going to cor back at 9:30 to pick Molly and me up to show us around. I have more time than he does to get ready, so I get out of bed, and put on a robe that is thigh-length.

I grab the baby monitor and head downstairs to make Jack breakfast. I decided to make french toast, bacon, and I put ou raspberries and whipped cream. Jack comes down as I'm finishing up. He's wearing dress pants, a pinstripe dress shirt, ar a tie. “You look handsome!” He looks darn right edible, honestly.

He smiles mischievously, as he stalks towards me and desire floods me. “I'm starving!” He confesses.

“Breakfast is ready,’ I smile; suppressing the dirty thoughts that were flooding my mind.

“Ym not starving for breakfast,’ he rasps, and I feel the need intensify deep inside of me and my skin prickles with anticipation.

“What are you starving for, I ask breathlessly, as he walks closer to me.

“You,” he whispers, and he pulls the belt to my robe. My robe falls open, and he looks over my naked body. “Mmm,” he hums, as his hands slide inside. His ragged breath tickles my lips, and his hands grasp my a*s, as he pulls me in closer to him. Then his lips find mine; not only am I feeling weak in the knees, I also feel completely lost in his touch, and the intensity of his kiss. I feel the want and desire he has for me, and it makes me want him to bend me over this counter. 'm startled out of our passionate kiss by the sound of a knock. Our heads snap to the back door where the sound came from. At the glass patio door stands a man - and he's staring at us. I squeal and push my body into Jack's so he can shiel me while I re-tie my robe up. He didn’t see anything, thankfully, because Jack's large body was shielding mine.

“s**t, I didn't think they would be here this soon. It's a good thing he didn't knock two minutes from now, because I woul have had you sprawled out on the counter, devouring you,” he admits, and I feel my cheeks burn pink.

His words were so forward and sexy. I clear my throat, “Go answer the door, he’s waiting," I smirk.

I get breakfast on the table, and Jack soon comes back inside a few minutes later. “What was that about?”

“I was going to build Molly's sandbox myself, but when I was catching up on some work last night, I realized how behind I was. I didn't want to keep her waiting, so I called my guys. He wanted to know where and how big I wanted it. They're goir to rip up some grass and dig, and then they'll do some nice brickwork around it”

“I see this is a luxury sandbox, not the typical red plastic crab ones; I smirk.

“I want her to have a big sandbox, so if she has friends over... or siblings, there's lots of room for everyone,” he explains. “You're a good Dad,’ I beam, and reach over to give him a kiss. We eat breakfast and then he heads to his office at the packhouse. Molly is still sleeping, so I head upstairs to check on her to make sure she wasn't sick, and didn’t have a fever She never sleeps this late.

She's fine, she just must have had a long day, and maybe her new big girl bed is more comfortable. I decide to go and get ready while I wait for her to wake up. I'm going to be meeting a lot of his pack, so I want to make a good first impression. I don't want to be in sweats, but I also don’t want to seem snobby. What to wear? Hmm. I decided to go with some black skinny jeans, with a white and black striped t-shirt. I add a % length black blazer, that's loose, and not too form-fitting ar I add some n**e flats. Before I get a chance to do my hair and makeup, Molly wakes up. I finish getting us ready, and Moll fed.

Molly and 1 sit on the floor in the living room while we wait for Jack. I'm doing meal planning for the week, while also pretending to eat the food Molly is making for me with her toy picnic basket. I'm pretty nervous about meeting Jack's pac so I'm trying to keep busy. When Jack comes in, he comes to greet Molly and get a hug from her first.

“What are you doing, babe?” he asks.

“Ym just meal planning for the week”

“Why?”

“Because it can be overwhelming to decide every day what to make. If plan it out once a week, it's so much easier.”

“ You're going to cook every day?” He asks, in shock.

“Yeah?"

“I just mean its a lot of work. My Mom never cooked, and I don't, so that just seems overwhelming,” he admits.

“I like cooking, and 'm used to doing it. Plus, the smell of home cooked meals, and the leftovers, and the togetherness of all is just another thing that makes a house a home," 1 add, and he smiles.

“This house has never felt more like a home than it does with you both here” he says and leans in to give me a kiss. “Cross out at least once a week, and we'll go out for dinner as a family.”

“That sounds nice,” I agree, and scratch out Friday.

“Ready to go?" Jack asks.

I take a deep breath, “As ready as I'll ever be.”

He chuckles, “Lexi, they'll love you, not to mention our warriors will respect the hell out of you."

jack grabs Molly and puts her on his shoulders, which she loves. The first place we go is the packhouse. When Jack opens the door for us, I see a huge grand staircase, and I can see the 2 floors of banisters above and a massive sparkly chandeli To the right there are 2 grand doors. Jack opens them to show me the ballroom. It is huge, with marble floors and beautif chandeliers. No one is in there, and there isn't any furniture. “This is the ballroom, it's basically always empty, unless we have an event happening,” he explains.

Then he shows me the massive cafeteria, “They have muffins, bagels, fruits, cereal stuff like that here for breakfast, and then, there are always premade sandwiches, fruit and salads, cookies and stuff like that for lunch. Everyone in the pack i welcome to come and eat. There are 10 fridges always stocked, a dozen microwaves, a bunch of stoves. Anyone living her makes their own dinner. About 100 people live here in the packhouse. It's only single adult wolves, or young couples livin here. Except for my parents. They have half of the top floor. Its basically a 4-bedroom condo,” he explains.

I'm feeling pretty good so far, but I haven't seen anyone yet. Probably because of the time, everyone is busy with their jot jack shows me the public washrooms and then takes me to the basement, which also has public bathrooms, and a large theatre room with tiered seating.

There are 3 industrial-style fridges filled with drinks, and there are 3 popcorn machines on a counter next to the fridges. “Looks fun!” I admit. Cold Moon didn't have anything like this. The other half of the basement is bedrooms. The second floor was all bedrooms for pack members as well. The third level has Jack's office, his parents apartment, and 7 large gue: suites for when Alpha's or high-ranking officials come to visit. Jack takes me to his parent's door, he knocks and then wall in.

“Mom, Dad,” he hollers. His mom comes scurrying out. Claire's hair is perfectly styled and she’s dressed in a skirt suit. “Of Hello” she says, with a small smile. Then Jack's Dad comes out from a different room.

“Oh it's nice seeing you again Lexi. And Molly too, of course,” he says, and I can tell he means it.

He hugs me and then moves to Jack, holding Molly, “Hi Molly!” He says in a softer voice.

“Uh, thanks Dad,” Jack teases; pointing out that his Dad ignored him.

“Come sit! Would you like a coffee or tea or something?” he offers.

“We don't have a lot of time. I'm showing Lex around, and I want to introduce her to all the warriors at their training session in a half-hour,” Jack explains.

“You'll have to come back for a nice visit, get to know you both better,’ Tom smiles and I smile and nod.

“Oh!” Tom points to me and then he looks to Jack. “You both marked each other,” he says grinning ear to ear. “Congratulations, you two. Son, I'm so happy it worked out for you.”

“Thanks, Dad, me too” Jack smiles.

“That was quick,” Claire adds calmly.

Maybe she’s just not easily excitable? “It didn't feel that quick Jack admits.

“50 does that mean... you're Molly's Dad now?”

I can't help that I'm beaming just at the mention of Jack being Molly's Dad. And when I look at Jack, he's beaming too, anc we both nod to his father's question.

“I guess another congratulation is in order. I'm proud of you, son!” Tom admits.

“So.. I'm a grandpa?” Tom asks hesitantly.

“If you want to be, we would love it if you both were her grandparents,” I offer. Tom's smile gets very bright, while Claire smiles but it isn't so wide.

“Well, what will she call me?” he asks.

“Whatever you want I chuckle and he pauses to think.

“Hmm... 1 think I like Gramps, what about you dear?” He asks Claire.

“Maybe just Grandma,” she says with uncertainty.

“You should be a Granny or Gran,” Tom suggested.

“Granny sounds far too old. Maybe Gran is fine. It sounds younger than Grandma, she settles.

“Molly, can you say “Gramps'?" I ask her. “Gwamps,” she says. and Tom is so delighted.

“Come with Gramps, Molly. Let's go find a treat for you,” he tells her.

“Dad, it's 10 am," Jack reminds him.

“Babe, that's what grandparents do" I smile to Jack as I reach for his hand.

“Thank you, Lexil” Tom adds, feeling vindicated, and he takes Molly's hand, heading into the kitchen.

“As long as you're fine with it Jack shrugs.

Tom comes back and Molly is walking beside him and she has a gummy worm in each hand, and one is already making it way into her mouth.

“Did you say thank you to Gramps, Molly?” I ask.

“Tank you."

We sit and chat for 10 more minutes before we head back out. Tom tells us to introduce Molly as our daughter to everyon we meet today. “They'll be too afraid to question you to your face, Jack, and they'll accept it. There will be some talk behi your back about it, but the consensus will be that you have taken Molly on as your own. Then we'll have our top officials pushing the information that you wouldn't take too k****e to anyone who ever treated her as less than so.’

“That's a great idea. I also like that I'm not lying to anyone,” Jack nods.

“Thank you, Tom” I say tenderly.