Filed to story: Sorry Alpha I Am Wolfless Novel
“Yeah, they are so cute, Momma.” Reagan hugged me as he watched them. “And I am so happy that all of you are home with us. We missed you, Momma.” He was already getting so tall. He didn’t have to reach up all that far to kiss me on my cheek. He had only just turned eight a little over a month ago. Why was he such a big, tall, strong man already? Well, I guess he took after his daddy.
“I will help you all the time, Mom. I promise you. When I am not in school, I will be here helping you take care of all the babies. I will feed them, I will change their diapers, I will burp them, I will help with all of it.” Rika, the loving little girl that she was, hugged me from the opposite side than her brother. She was shorter than him, obviously taking after me more than her dad when it came to height. But aside from that, she was the spitting image of Joaquin. Same hair, same eyes, she was his for sure. Talia was the one that took after me the most out of the three older kids. And, of course, Zaley was similar to me, but she was a full on carbon copy of Edmond.
“I appreciate the offer, Rika sweetheart. However, you need to focus on you. You need to do what makes you happy and you need to focus on school.”
“But this will make me happy, Mom. I know it will. And I will still do all my activities and my homework. I promise. I won’t miss out on any of it. I just want to be there for you and the babies. I want to spend more time with you.” She looked desperate, like she didn’t want me to tell her that she couldn’t help me.
“You can help me anytime you want, Rika. As long as you still do things for yourself. Promise me that you will still make sure that you learn everything that you can. You have a big future ahead of you and I want you to have all the opportunities that you can get.” Her face lit up then. It was like being allowed to be here to help me and her dad was the true key to her happiness. I had to wonder then and there how I got lucky enough to be blessed with these wonderful kids.
We worked as a family after that. Joaquin and I gave Talia a bath in our room while Reagan and Rika went to their rooms to take showers in their own private bathrooms. After they were all ready for the night, the three of them helped us to feed, burp, and change the babies so that they were ready for bed as well. Then Joaquin and I put Talia to bed in her room and read her a story. Reagan and Rika didn’t want a story, but they accepted us singing to them before they went to bed as well.
That night went pretty smoothly, all things considered. Joaquin and I needed to work together to get the babies fed and back to sleep, but that wasn’t that hard. Since I was pumping and then bottle feeding them all. I noticed that, like the twins, the quads tended to drink faster when they used a bottle. They needed to be burped more, but it made the feeding time a lot quicker. Quicker was better when there were four of them.
We were woken up about every three hours by the babies, less frequently than I would have thought but it was better in my opinion. That meant that we only needed to be woken twice before it was morning. The third time that we were awoken by their cries, it was time for us to be up for the day. I felt like we already had a pretty good routine down for our large family.
Over the next week or so, Joaquin and I got better at what we were doing. Joaquin went back to work, but only part time. He was going to be home with us and working from there more often than not. He would only be going to the office three days a week and not for a long time either. He told me he wanted to be there for all of us. However, I thought that he might just not want to leave me alone for long. He was still afraid that I was going to disappear.
Mom and Lila were there to help me a lot, but they were both pregnant now. Lila was further along than Mom was, and she was due in April. Mom wasn’t due until June. They were going to be close to each other, but at least the one that was supposed to be a generation higher was going to be older. I mean, my new aunt was going to be two months older than my new sister.
I think that both Mom and Lila were excited about their babies. Even though they had grandchildren that were between newborn and eight years old, they were excited to be having their own again.
When I saw Dad and Grandfather over the last several days, they both seemed happy, excited and very nervous. I think that the two of them were afraid to have kids when they were nearing sixty and over eighty years old. They may seem old to humans, but we had been immortal for a little while now, and because of that they didn’t have to worry about the age when having kids like this.
Things were pretty smooth sailing in my opinion. Our family was happy and healthy. I was able to handle the babies, but I always had a little bit of help around me. Mom, Lila, Juniper, May, Ella, Roisin and all the others.
The babies, even by the time that they were just three weeks old, were already visibly bigger. Zachary, Zander, and Zayden were already close to five and a half pounds and Zaley was five pounds. They had gotten taller and heavier, but they were still a lot smaller than the other babies were.
I knew that they would catch up, so I wasn’t worried about it at all. They had room to grow now, and they were getting plenty to eat. They were always such good babies too, rarely crying and always watching you with eyes that were curious. I know it was too early for that to be the case, but it was true. They were special, all four of them were.
Rika had also done as she promised she would. She came into the nursery with me every day after school and helped to take care of them. She was a pro at changing their diapers, but I had a feeling that wouldn’t last as the babies got older and started to wiggle a lot more. Reagan joined her often and was there to feed and hold his siblings. Talia wanted to help, but more often than not, she would get distracted very easily.
I loved this. I loved that my family was all here. They were all happy. They were all healthy. And things seemed to be so peaceful. I would do whatever I could to make sure that they stayed this way. I would protect them, but I would do it without leaving them alone.
This, this was the calm and quiet that we all needed. This was the life that I needed to promote to my people. Peace, love, family, and of course kindness. I felt like if I could only show them this life of mine, they would all be so much happier. There would be no need for war or violence. Just peace.
Peace.
Yeah, that would be nice.
Peace.
Joaquin 鈥?Surprise Visit
The night before Riviana’s birthday was quite a shock for me. I didn’t expect this to happen at all, and it took me a little bit to figure out what was going on. I was walking across the room to get into bed with my Little Bunny. She was already asleep, getting in as much as she could before the babies woke us up in the middle of the night again. However, I never made it to bed.
In the middle of the room, I suddenly felt very weak and as light as air. I knew that there was something wrong, but I didn’t know what it could be. Not at first anyway. When my body felt like it was falling to the floor, but I was still looking at the room like I was standing, I started to have an inkling of what it was.
And then, when I was no longer standing there but floating in the air above my body, I knew what it was. I had had this happen to me before. Only it had never happened to me when I was alone. I was with Riviana when this had happened to me.
I was leaving my body. I was going to the celestial realm. I was on my way to visit with a god of some sort. The only thing is, I didn’t know which god or why. What did they want with me? What was going on here? This was insane. I didn’t know what I was going to do when I got there, or if this was a good thing or if I was in some kind of danger.
Honestly, I was scared shitless right about now. I didn’t want to disappear and end up like my Little Bunny. I didn’t want to leave my family for days, weeks or months on end. I couldn’t do that to them, but I couldn’t stop myself from leaving like that.
I guess I now knew what my Little Bunny had been going through every single time she had been pulled from her body and taken to this other realm. This was a feeling of pure powerlessness. I wasn’t able to stop it. I wasn’t able to fight back. I wasn’t able to do anything at all. I was as helpless as my four little babies.
…..
Oh my Goddess. What if these celestials were going to take me away from my family and I was going to have to miss seeing my babies grow up? What if I missed them rolling over for the first time or laughing for the first time? What if I missed their first steps and their first words? What if I missed Talia’s fifth birthday? What if I missed everything that my children were going to do for the rest of their lives? I couldn’t let that happen! I just couldn’t!
I was panicking somewhat when I started to fall through the air above me. And yes, even though I was moving up and away from my bedroom, I was falling. And it felt like I was freefalling as well. There was nothing at all that was trying to stop me or slow me down at all. If I hit the ground like this, immortal werewolf or not, it would definitely kill me. I guess that’s another thing for me to worry about. Was I even going to survive this experience?
Thankfully, not long after I wondered about my survival, the speed at which I was falling started to decrease drastically. I was slowing down and somehow, I flipped over. Instead of looking back toward my home, which I could now barely make out in the distance, I was now facing the ground that was quickly approaching.
When I had gone with my Little Bunny in the past, we had ended up in a beautiful seaside clearing. This place looked like it was in the middle of a dessert. There was nothing but sand and the blinding sun. Where was I? And who was I here to see?
All of a sudden, I slammed into the sand and skidded to a halt. I wasn’t moving as fast as I could have been, and I thanked the Goddess that the sand was soft and broke my fall, but it was still unpleasant. And for another thing, I ended up with sand sliding into some very uncomfortable spots. I hoped that none of this sand went back with me or I would have to shower to get it all out of my crack and other unmentionable areas.
“Welcome, King Joaquin. We have been waiting for you.” As I struggled to get to my feet, I heard a deep male voice call out from somewhere behind me. I spun around, trying to see what the man looked like and who he might be.
The moment that I was facing the owner of the voice, I saw that there were two men standing there. One of them was tall with the head of a hawk. He was wearing a sun dial on his head with a serpent wrapped around it. He was definitely odd looking, but so was the other man. The man that was standing near the hawk head was tall as well. He had bright, flaming hair. Not that it was a flame red but that it was actually made of flames, yes somehow it looked like hair and there were even a few braids in the burning locks. He had flames on his hands and tattoos on his bare chest that were made from flames. He was wearing old-looking leather with various furs attached to the ends. He looked like some sort of Viking that had been set on fire for some reason.
Just who were these men? And what did they want with me? What was going to happen to me while I was here?
“Why have you been waiting for me?” I asked them with a skeptical tone to my voice.
