#Chapter 47 – Home again

“MAMAAAA!” I lurch to my feet out of a straight sleep when I hear my son’s voice calling to me. Edgar next to me shudders awake, though he manages to stay in bed.

“What’s happening?” He murmurs, staring around bleerily.

“They’re back,” I say, pulling a blanket around my shoulders and ducking out the door.

From my vantage on the cabin’s short deck I see three figures walking in from the forest. I squint my eyes, trying to make out details. Disheveled, their t-shirts ripped – mud on their pants and boots – tiny scratches everywhere – and huge smiles on their faces.

I exhale a big breath. They’re okay. They’re happy.

“Boys!” I call, raising a hand to wave to them. At the sound of my voice, the boys start to run to me, though I can tell by their pace that they’re bone tired. I laugh, considering that of course they are after a night running through the woods.

Victor doesn’t pick up the pace, but wanders leisurely behind them, his hands in his pockets. I can see that he is smiling as well.

Ian is the first one up the three steps to the cabin’s porch. He throws his arms around my legs, shortly followed by Alvin, who does the same. “Mama!” Ian says, looking up at me. “It was amaaaaazing!”

I laugh down at them, cossetting their hair, their faces, trying to look at them both at once. “I want to hear all about it!”

“We saw everything, mama!”

“There was a deer!”

“And a lake! A big LAKE all silver in the moonlight!”

I oooh and ahhh as they tell me jumbled details. My eyes follow Victor as he climbs up onto the porch. The boys are still talking as he stops in front of me, leaning against one of the wooden pillars and giving me a smile.

“So, did you have as much fun as they did?” I say, nodding to the boys.

“It was amazing,” he confirms, holding my gaze. “I know they’re going to do their best to tell you every detail but it was…indescribable.”

I smile at him, truly feeling warmth towards this man who has given my children this gift, their first wolf’s moon. “Thank you, Victor. I’m so grateful.”

laughs and shrugs. “I was about to say the same

annoyed to have lost my attention. “Can we have breakfast? We

“Didn’t you eat any squirrels in the

horror. “You thought we were going to

what we did on my first night out. I must have had eight,

ten squirrels!?” Ian joins Alvin in his revulsion, their faces twin mirrors

say, leaning down close to their

The boys say, pushing away from me and running down towards the

laughing. “The fuzzy way they feel when they

but scrunches his nose in a fair impression of Alvin’s face. “You

you’ve got to add a little spice when you can.” I start down towards

any squirrels, right?” Victor asks,

like a 40’s movie vixen. “A lady never

me away, pressing coffee into my hands and promising scrambled eggs. Ignoring the guilt, I let them pamper me a little, snuggling down

is Amelia?” Victor asks a Beta, accepting

stayed up late by the fire, snoozing on and off, but she eventually turned in. I imagine she’ll sleep late,” he says, and I wonder if she got into the whiskey.

says, taking a

say, and he looks up

say, laughing as a Beta hands me a plate with

that you spent all night with Edgar and she hung out by herself, texting all her

at him with my fork, “she didn’t have cell reception out here, so that’s impossible. And two,” I say, not letting him interrupt me as he opens his mouth to comment, “Amelia and I actually had a really nice time sitting by the fire, talking

his mouth at this, like an old-fashioned sitcom spit-take. The boys laugh with delight at the sight and I can see their plans already forming to copy him, spitting

say, laughing and returning my attention to Victor as he mops coffee off of his already-filthy shirt. “She brought it

two are

true,” I say, my mouth full of egg. “A good butt really

at my joke. I

finish up breakfast, Victor confers with the Betas and

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