The Alpha's Bride

Chapter 1027: Young Alpha Violet (1)

‘Mom, wait up!’ Talia heard her daughter’s voice in her head through their pack link. It was the only way to communicate in wolf form.          

    

Talia paused in a small clearing.     

Talia turned to see a golden wolf emerging from the dense bushes and walking toward her, slower with every next step.     

Violet struggled to breathe, and her tongue was sticking out of her maw. ‘Why can’t we slow down a bit? My fur is full of burdocks and things I don’t want to think about.’     

The white wolf tilted her head at her teenage daughter. ‘Do you think your brothers will slow down? Do you think they will care about appearances? If you want them to respect you, you need to be faster and stronger than they are.’     

‘But I am faster and stronger!’     

‘Without magic, Vi,’ Talia reminded her. ‘This is all part of your training. If you want to lead a pack…’ Talia’s voice trailed when she saw that Violet’s icy-blue eyes were silver now.     

‘Breathe, Vi. Control it.’     

Violet’s fur was changing into white from the glow, and she slumped on the ground.     

‘Turn into human form. It will be easier,’ Talia advised her. The wolf form was boosting their connection with nature and their powers.     

The enchantment Astraea did on Violet when she was born was weakening for a while now, and Violet’s abilities were flaring when her emotions were unstable. Considering that Violet was thirteen years old and was an emotional teen, this happened often.     

Violet could use her abilities at will, but when emotionally compromised, things became hectic.     

A teenage girl with long black hair curled up in her mother’s lap while spasming.     𝒪𝑣𝑙xt.𝗇𝓔t

Talia held Violet to her chest and rocked her gently.     

“It hurts,” Violet cried.     

“Only because you are suppressing it.”     

“But you said…”     

“I said to control it, not fight it. Breathe. Feel the energies. Let them flow through you. Embrace it…”     

“What if I hurt you?”     

Talia smiled at her daughter. Violet’s first surge of energy happened when she was ten years old. At that time, she blasted everything in the playroom. Toys, furniture, and her brothers were flying in all directions. That event caused mental damage, and Violet was more scared than curious about her abilities.     

“You can’t hurt me, Vi. But even if you do, I heal quickly. Focus on yourself. That’s what counts.” Talia glanced to the side. “Your father and brothers are coming.”     

Violet pulled her hair over her face with a shaky hand. “I don’t want them to see me like this.”     

“They won’t mock you. They are worried for you. We all are.”     

Rustling was heard from the left, and a tall pre-teen with a head full of copper-colored hair emerged.     

“Is Vi at it again?” He asked while inspecting the surroundings with his icy-blue eyes. Jacob was eleven years old and already the best tracker in the pack.     

“Come here, Jacob,” Talia called. “Vi could use our support.”         

    

Two dark bullets emerged from the bushes and dashed past Jacob, straight for Talia and Violet. When they were a few steps away, they turned into their human form. Those were two nine years-old boys, Logan and Zeke.     

Logan and Zeke learned to turn into wolf forms only a few months back, and since then, they have been experimenting.      

“How is Vi?” A deep male voice full of concern was heard before Damon emerged from the bushes. He was holding a boy in his hands. It was their son, Gabriel. Gabriel was five years old, and too young to shift into his wolf form.     

Gabriel loved sitting on his father to catch a ride, but Damon hated that the boy would use his ears like reins. Damon would come up with excuses to carry Gabriel around as a human, even though it was slower.     

Damon and Talia had five kids, aged from twelve to five years old, and they were all close as a family.      

Damon wanted more kids, and Talia was unsure if that was due to his love of children or because he enjoyed breastfeeding. Damon would help her empty her breasts after every feeding, which would be foreplay for several hours of passion.     

It’s not that Talia didn’t enjoy endless carnal pleasures with Damon, but the kids were growing up, and it was not acceptable for Talia and Damon to spend days (weeks!?) locked in their room, breastfeeding and having sex.     

Damon was an amazing father, and he was involved in caring for each of them even though they had a lot of help.      

The packhouse had designated areas for toddlers and for older kids. Petra and Zack were in charge of the youngsters’ schedules and keeping everything in order.     

Maya and Caden would take them hiking once per week, and George and Owen were organizing combat training. Gideon and Cornelia taught them about nature and potions, Zina and Dawn about cooking, James had classes about strategizing, and Mindy about finances. Everyone had a role.      

Damon and the four boys made a circle around Talia and Violet and observed them with concern.     

‘Can they leave?’ Violet asked Talia through their pack link. ‘This is embarrassing.’     

“There is nothing embarrassing about this,” Damon grumbled. He didn’t want to hide that he overheard what was supposed to be only for Talia. “We are your family, and we are in this together.”     

Violet hid her face in Talia’s hair. “Easy for you to say because you are not the one making a fool of yourself.”     

Damon frowned at Violet. “You are learning to control your ability. Everyone struggles at the beginning. That’s normal. If you pay more attention to what’s happening than to appearances, you will be more successful.”     

Before Violet could respond, Jacob shouted, “Who goes there!?”     

They all turned in the direction where Jacob was looking, and they saw a figure with a head full of black hair emerging into the view.     

“It’s me,” young Alpha Ethan of the Blue River pack said.     

He was wearing only sweatpants. Ethan was tall for a thirteen years-old boy, and his physique was changing to show muscles. He was not a skinny boy anymore, and he could pass for a seventeen years-old easily.     

Mindy said that Maddox also had that awkward stage where he grew first to resemble a stick figure, and then he filled up with muscles by the time he was sixteen.     

“Why are you here?” Logan and Zeke asked Ethan in unison. The twins would often complete their sentences or say the same thing simultaneously, like now.     

Ethan raised his hands. “Why the hostility? My parents are in the packhouse, waiting. Zina told me you went for a run, and I thought of stretching my paws.”     

“Is it already lunchtime?” Talia asked.     

“Not yet, Aunt Talia. We came a bit early. My parents would come for a run as well, but since my mom is pregnant, she can’t shift, and dad stayed with her and my siblings. If I knew I was intruding…”     

“You are not intruding, Ethan,” Talia said quickly. “It’s just that Vi is in a delicate situation, so we are tense.”         

    

Two pieces of clothing flew at Talia and hit her in the shoulder.     

“Put these on,” Damon said sourly to Talia and glared at Ethan. “You! Turn around before I gauge your eyes out.”     

Only then Talia realized that she and Violet were naked. Well, Jacob and the twins were naked also, and being a werewolf, nudity was not a big deal, but Damon was super-protective of Talia and Violet.     

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