I knocked on the door, patiently waiting for Matteo. I heard him trudging up to the door, then he opened it with a sad expression. My smile dropped.

Russet shyly glued himself to Walter's side as I kissed his head, then moved away to reach up for the big man.

"What happened, Mattie? What's wrong? Are you okay?"

Matteo picked me up and moved to an empty corner of his room. He tucked me against his chest, gently pressing my back to the wall. Matteo sighed as he tucked his face into my neck. He inhaled deeply and let out a shaky breath.

"Anwyll, u-um..."

I rubbed his scalp, gently kissing his dark brown hair. "Relax, Mattie. I'm here."

He relaxed as I rubbed soothing patterns into his chest. "Thank you." he murmured. "Anwyll, I g-got a letter from m-my stepmother."

I blinked. He rarely wanted to talk about her. "And what did it say?" I asked in a smooth voice, kissing his head.

"She a-asked m-me to see m-my father. H-he was in an a-accident."

I curled my arms around his neck and hugged him. "What will you do?"

"I d-don't want to go, but my s-stepmother insists."

"Maybe it's time to release your burden, Mattie, and let it drop away from you."

He shuddered. "Anwyll, I c-can't—!"

I stroked my fingers over his face. "Ssh, Matteo. Just take a few deep breaths and relax."

Matteo did as told, and the tension leaked out of him. I continued to pet his head, lovingly stroking his wavy hair. He gently nibbled on the hollow of my throat and sucked on it, calming himself down. I tried to keep my arousal down, but it was difficult. Matteo finally let go of my bruised flesh and kissed the hickey he had made.

"Anwyll, will you come with me?" he asked softly, a scared tone in his shaky voice. "Please? I won't go otherwise. It's t-too hard to b-be near h-him." he stuttered, starting to tense up again.

"Calm down, Mattie..." I crooned in a low whisper. "I will go with you."

"Thank you." breathed Matteo, accepting my small peck to his lips with a happier, relieved smile.

I wiped underneath his eyes with my thumbs. "You are welcome, Mattie."

Matteo nosed my jawline, then nibbled on it a bit until his ears twitched. Something had been knocked over behind him. He slowly turned and found a guilty-looking Russet next to a small picture frame on the floor.

"I-I'm sorry!"

Matteo shook his head as he came over. He set the frame back down onto the small table and ruffled Russet's hair. Matteo kept his left arm around me during this, so Russet got a peek at me while my bull leaned down.

"Don't worry, Russ. Mattie isn't upset." I said with a giggle, and Russet relaxed with a relieved smile.

I kissed Matteo's cheek. "I want you to meet someone from high school and his best friend. I whacked them with my tail about a couple weeks ago and now they can see the Emerged."

Matteo's reddened dark blue eyes flickered with understanding. "Okay, Anwyll."

Walter and Greg tilted their heads back as Matteo approached the doorway. My tired bull held out his right hand.

"My name is Matteo." he said in a calm voice, his tone back to normal. "I am one of Anwyll's beloveds."

I giggled when their eyes grew wide. "The one with pretty blond hair is Walter McMann. He is from my old high school. His best friend is Gregory Wainwright."

Matteo hummed and quietly shook their hands. Russet and the others silently watched as Matteo kissed my lips, then set my socked feet onto the floor. He petted my head and held my hands.

"I need to prepare myself a bit for the trip, and I will talk to Alexandre about this, but I think we should head out in a couple days."

I tilted my head. "Is it a long trip?"

"Have you ever been on a plane before?"

I blinked, then grinned. "A plane?"

"Yes, a plane. My old man is in Kentucky."

"Ooh, okay. I can understand why you really distanced yourself from him."

Matteo's bottom lip trembled again and I gently tugged on his fingers. He got down on his knees and I cupped his cheeks with a smile.

"It will be okay, Mattie. I'll be there with you."

He slowly nodded. "I know, Anwyll. Thank you."

I pecked his lips before he stood up, which made him blush as he closed the door after us. I skipped back down the hallway. There was no way I was going to introduce them to Ambrose. Who knows what they'd do. Russet hadn't even met him yet.

Zaire was up ahead, so I sneaked up behind him and grabbed his waist. Zaire yelped and was about to start yelling until he heard my laughter. He turned around and curled around me.

"Anwyll!" he exclaimed, cuddling me to his side. "I've missed hanging out with you. Wanna play some games later?"

"Sure, but Angel has to talk to me later. So maybe we should do it before that?"

Zaire eagerly nodded and kissed me, threading his slender fingers into my silvery heather waves. I moaned softly and squeezed him a bit tighter. He hissed under his breath and I felt his tongue change. It was longer and thinner with a split at the tip. I gasped when it wrapped around my tongue.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa."

Zaire jerked, his cheeks flushing. His caramel eyes widened, but he hissed when I sucked on his tongue. When he was relaxed enough, I parted our lips. He panted heavily, but I wasn't out of breath like him. Waltz had taught me how to breathe through kisses. It was very handy.

"Don't run away." I whispered, rubbing my head on him. "It's okay, Zaire. I love you."

Zaire took a deep breath in and let it out. "I love you too, Anwyll. No promises on running away, though."

I giggled. "Okay." I turned my attention to a hungry Russet, and the two blushing guys. "I wanted you to meet these two, since you will likely see at least one of them more often."

Zaire ruffled my hair. "Sounds good. Who's who?"

"The one with blond hair is..."

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After introductions had been made with everyone excluding Ambrose about a half hour after Zaire met the two human friendlies, I decided to make a snack for everyone to eat.

Waltz bounced on his toes next to me. "What're you gonna make?" he asked, his wings fluttering behind him when I kissed his cheek.

"I don't know yet. Whatever feels right." I grinned, whacking his calves with my tail.

Dian tugged Waltz away and bent down to kiss my cheek. "We look forward to it."

"Agreed." murmured the rest, making me blush. I grinned at them, though.

I got to work, making something that everyone could enjoy. Matteo would like it, too. However, I would just have to give it to him later.

Within thirty minutes, I set out plates of small vegetable stir-fry tacos. Walter and Greg grimaced, but I glared them down until they tried it. I think it helped Walter when Russet practically inhaled all of his tacos after the first one. I reached over and ruffled Russet's hair with a bright smile, making him stop with full cheeks. He blushed, but continued eating.

Zaire licked his lips after the first bite. "Mm, these are tasty. I'm not a fan of veggies, but you made them really edible, Anwyll. How'd you do it?"

I smirked. "Trade secret."

Waltz smirked. "Maybe he sprinkled some of his special juice over it."

Aside from Russet, Walter, and Greg, everyone was blushing. Even Waltz after he said it. I hid my face and squatted down, whining under my breath.

"You're so embarrassing, Waltz!"

Waltz laughed. "Good to know!"

I pouted as I stood up again to eat another one of my mini tacos. Zaire came around to rub my back and kiss my head.

"I'll take care of the cleanup work. How about you take the three untouched portions to their recipients?"

I hugged his waist with a smile. "Thanks, Zaire. Love you." I said softly, since he was shy.

"Love you, too." he smiled brightly, then ushered me away.

I grabbed the three paper plates and headed for the door. Russet was talking with Walter while Greg was talking with Blaine and Damon.

I don't think Russet will be too upset if I go, right? Eh, just to be sure...

"Russ, I'm taking these portions to the others. You don't mind, right?"

Russet's ears twitched and he looked over. "When will you be back?"

"In about a half hour. I need to drop by Ambrose's room to feed him."

Russet's eyebrows furrowed. "Aren't you going to feed him anyway?"

I chuckled. "A different kind of feeding, Russ. See you later, cutie."

My lop-eared family member blushed and hid his face as I walked out with a soft laugh on my lips. I walked to Daddy's office and knocked on the door.

"May I come in?" I asked softly, and heard a murmur of acceptance.

I slowly opened the door and noticed a visitor. I bowed my head and greeted my daddy.

"I brought some food I made. I have two more deliveries to make."

Daddy was aware that I had noticed his visitor wasn't someone he particularly trusted. He dipped his head. "Thank you, Anwyll. Please put it on my desk."

I smiled and placed his portion on the corner of his desk. "I hope you like it. See you later."

He patted my head with a fond expression, then I dipped my head to the older man. "Excuse me, sir."

The older man had salt and pepper hair, and he had a cold glare in his stern expression. I didn't cower, because he wasn't threatening or scary in my opinion.

"You're excused." he grunted, shooing me away.

I raised an eyebrow, then closed the door behind me. I wonder who he was for Daddy to be so upset with him. I walked down to Matteo's room and knocked on the door.

"I have some food for you, Mattie!"

"I'm not really hungry." he murmured through the door.

"I made it, though."

The door practically slammed open, which startled me enough to make my tail puff out. Matteo apologized for the suddenness, then crouched down and took the plate I was offering to him. I giggled and pecked his lips.

"I hope you like it."

Matteo smiled and kissed my cheeks. "I am sure I will. Thank you, Anwyll."

I beamed. "You're welcome, Mattie. Love you."

His darker skin flushed a bit and he shyly smiled. "Love you, too."

"I have one more plate to deliver, so I'll see you later."

Matteo nodded and hugged me tightly, smoothing my tail down. "See you later."

I kissed his cheek as he let me go, then I hopped out of the doorway. He wiggled his fingers at me with a small smile. I did the same, but with a much brighter smile. Matteo closed his door, and I hurried to the staircase at the end of the hallway. I climbed up the stairs and skipped down the walkway, then turned down Ambrose's narrower hallway to the double doors.

I knocked on the door. "I have some food for you, Rose! And I know you need to feed off my neck soon, too!"

It was completely silent for a good two minutes, but finally I heard footsteps approach. One door swung inwards and I found myself looking up at curious silver eyes.

"What are you doing here?"

I frowned. "I just told you, Rose. Here's some food. I made it myself."

Ambrose hesitated, but took the plate with a sigh. "Thank you."

"You and Daviel need to feed, right?"

He dipped his head and stepped aside, allowing me to step into his dark room. There was a small lamp that cast a yellow glow around it, revealing the desk underneath it. From the state of it, it was clear to me that Ambrose had been writing things.

"Are you okay, Rose?"

He silently closed the door and moved in behind me. My heat seemed to warm his cooler body. Ambrose just stood behind me, looking at my head. My ears flicked.

"Anwyll," he said in a ragged whisper. "I need you. Will you rest with me?"

I turned my head and looked up at him with a small smile. "Of course, Rose. It would be my pleasure."

He picked my body up and placed me on the bed. I watched him unbutton his shirt with a heavy blush on my cheeks. Ambrose's desperate need for me burned in his intense gaze. His silver eyes darkened when I slowly licked my bottom lip as he dropped his pants.

My skin flushed bright red and I hid my face when he removed his boxers. I peeked through my fingers and my mouth went dry when I saw Ambrose's devilish smirk. He had moved his face directly in front of mine.

He gently took my hands and pulled then down to my lap. "May I kiss you, Anwyll?"

I nodded shyly, tilting my head back. Ambrose hummed and I jolted in surprise as his soft lips met mine. They moved slowly and I parted my teeth to slip my tongue out slightly. Ambrose's chest shook with a growl and I shivered as his tongue firmly stroked mine. I moaned softly, squeezing his hands.

He released my hands and slid his left hand underneath the hem of my sweater dress. I mewled as his grip tightened on my inner thigh as he pushed up my dress. Ambrose kissed me a bit harder, but only broke the connection when he tugged my top off my body. His cooler hands found purchase at my chest and waist.

I draped my arms over his neck as he placed a knee on his bed and took me down with him. A breathy mewl escaped between us as he pulled off my panties and moved between my thighs. Ambrose also slowly slid my socks down and tossed them aside. And now we were both completely bare to each other.

"Rose..." I moaned, throwing my head back as he nipped my jaw and down to his marks in my neck. As he readied himself for the plunge, I whispered, "I love you."

He shuddered with a growl and buried his fangs deeply into my flesh. A choked cry was released at the same time my back arched and trembled. I pushed my right hand into his pitch black waves, holding him closer with my left arm. The gentle suck and throb below made me shiver.

"I love you, Rose." I murmured, squeezing him. "And because I know bits and pieces of your past, I won't beg you to love me back. It's your choice. I would never force anything on you."

Ambrose relaxed as he adjusted his arms so that there were firmly wrapped around me. He sighed softly and continued drinking from me. I closed my eyes and ignored the pleasure coming from it. Although I could feel a tiny bit of Ambrose's cock resting against my backside. It was hot and hard, just like mine, but I could tell that it was so much bigger.

I blushed, but released a soft sigh and grinned to myself as I squeezed my thighs against his sides. I kept massaging his scalp with a smile and then when I was almost asleep, he retracted his fangs and lapped at my throat.

I eyed him with a tired smile as he sat up. I half expected him to move off the bed, but he remained in place as he watched me yawn and grasped my tail. I mewled, my cock leaking against my tummy.

I watched Ambrose's cock twitch, but thought my eyes were playing tricks on me. He reached for a couple pillows and propped my shoulders up. Ambrose's silver gaze burned with a passion as he palmed my cock.

I gasped with a shocked moan, my hips trembling. He grasped my right hand and pulled my arm towards him. I brushed my fingers over his tip and he shuddered with a deep groan. My skin prickled at the sexy sound.

"Ambrose, may I lick it?" I asked softly, and he seemed surprised.

"Why would you want to do that?"

I stared at him in confusion. "Have you never gotten licked or sucked down here?" I asked, lightly squeezing his shaft.

Ambrose pushed his fingers through my silvery heather hair. "Have you?"

I blushed. "Um, yes. And I have done it to others."

"Before you came here?"

"Not before I came to this home." I said with a small smile.

He hummed, then sat back a bit and looked at me. "All right, little wolf. If you wish to provide a means of pleasure for me, then I will not say no."

I rolled forward and scooted down a bit, resting on my forearms. I lifted his cock up a bit with my fingers and looked up at Ambrose as dragged my tongue over the head and up the shaft. He shivered and pushed his fingers into my hair. I slowly licked his base, then back along the underside of his shaft as I followed a prominent vein.

I swallowed thickly and wetted my lips before I wrapped them around his mushroomed cap. I groaned as his taste hit my tongue. I gently sucked over his slit, flicking my tongue into it. Ambrose growled and tightened his hand in my hair.

"Do you want more, Rose?" I asked while I stroked his shaft with both hands.

His silver irises burned with an intense heat as he silently told me his answer. I put him back into my mouth and slowly bobbed with a firm suction. Ambrose tensed when I choked a bit awhile later and he forcibly drew my head back. His saliva-slick cock whipped out and slapped my cheek. I panted with a happy smile, my body trembling as I looked up at him. I closed my eyes as I tried to recover my breath.

"Why did you choke yourself?"

I wiped my face with the back of my hand, but felt him move. He came back with a damp cloth. I thanked him with a smile as I opened my eyes again.

"I didn't mean to, Rose. I just wanted to make you feel even better."

He stared at me in silence, then pulled me closer and kissed my head. "Let's just wait on that for now. Daviel wants to spend some time with you."

"O-okay." I hugged him and kissed his jaw. "I love you."

"I know." he murmured, then I felt his presence change. Daviel was now in control.

He flipped me onto my back again and hungrily devoured my cock without a second to waste. I moaned and clung to him.

"Love you, Daviel!" I cried out as I came hard. The feral side of Ambrose smirked in a devilish way.

His bright red irises gleamed. "Love you too, Anwyll. Now, let's finish our fun."

I blushed, but accepted his rougher kiss with a happy mewl.