Blake's eyes open slowly as he hears noise around the room. He blinks once, and blurriness fills his vision. He groans as his eyes clear, showing his muscular mate pulling up his pants. "Umhh" he mumbles stretching his body.

"Sorry, did I wake you up?" Easton apologizes coming closer to his sleepy mate. He runs his fingers through the thick locks of Blake. The younger alpha leans into the touch and smiles contently. Being close to your mate is the best thing in the entire world.

"Where are you going?" Blake questions looking past his mate to look at the wall clock that showed it was past seven. It was not the training time since it ended an hour ago and Blake slipped in the bed right after. Easton sits next to his mate with his bare upper body. The younger alpha eyes it needily but turn away. It was too much temptation right in the morning.

"I am going to my parents' place. It's Elias's birthday" the older alpha states his hand descending the nape of his mate seductively.

"Oh? Let's party!!" Blake hypes up, all his laziness going down the drain.

"Huh-uh. A party with cake, chips, and coke" Easton adds quickly.

"That's a twelve-year-old kind of party, Easton!!" he pouts.

"Well, practically "thirteen" year old, but yes" Easton smirks. Blake pouts and snuggles into his mate's chest. He looks up from the chest and uses his doe eyes that were too innocent to be Blake's.

"No drinks?" he mumbles his lips moving like a kid.

"No" the older alpha holds his ground.

"Pwease" Blake beats his long lashes.

"I would like a pleasant morning, Blake. You want me to throw up?" the alpha smirks, commenting on that childish expression.

Blake narrows his eyes and pushes his mate by the chest. "Such a waste of my cute face" he sulks.

"I might give in to that cute ass though" Easton laughs wholeheartedly.

"And sexy ass" he pulls himself out of the bed. "Unfortunately you aren't getting any of this" he strides towards the bathroom.

"Damn" Easton follows. "We haven't done it since the full moon, babe"

"Oh I remember, and I haven't been walking straight since" the younger alpha comments back.

"Ugh! I will be gentle" Easton stands at the back as he palms the butt.

"Aren't you getting late, Mr. Knight?" Blake rolls his eyes but enjoys the sensual touch.

"We can do a quickie" the older alpha kisses the shoulder.

"I got school though" Blake states, his body melting.

"Please" Easton kisses the side of the younger alpha's neck. Blake visibly shivers as a wild smile appears on his lips.

"Well....." he turns in Easton grasp, who was holding onto Blake's waist. "Only if-" he slides his finger from the forehead to the nose and then slows down towards the lips. "-if..."

"I-if?" the older alpha's eyes flare with need.

"If...you promise me that we can drink tonight" Blake completes, biting the lower lip and tapping his finger on the alpha's lips.

"Promise" Easton replies immediately, opening his mouth to take that sleek finger. The younger alpha smiles in victory as he removes the finger and moves his lips towards the alpha's.

"Let's seal it then" Blake kisses his mate right on the lips while Easton pulls the other alpha closer by his waist. The younger alpha entangles his fingers in the thick locks of his mate.

The couple continues to kiss as Easton lifts his mate by his thighs and sets him on the counter. The older alpha creeps his hand inside Blake's shirt and the younger alpha shudders with the slight touch. Easton withdraws from the kiss and moves to the neck.

He sucks on the delicate area and Blake reverts to the kisses with his moans. The younger alpha pushes his hand into the pants of his mate and greets his hard member. Easton kisses the lips again as Blake pumps the erect cock.

The kiss gets sloppy as the older alpha unhooks his mate's pants in a hurry and drags them down, removing them completely. He crawls his hands into the boxers and squeezes the ass.

His finger moves to the rear where he shivers encountering wetness through the crack. "Wow" he whispers as a smirk forms on his face. "I really want to slam-"

"Brother!!!! Blake!!"

"Holy-" Blake pushes his mate by the chest and buckles up his pants. He hurriedly washes his hands and runs out of the bathroom leaving Easton with an aching hard-on and sticky hand.

"How will it feel if I kill someone on their birthday?" Easton grunts with his jaw ticking in anger. He groans and washes his hands before following his mate.

"Happy birthday, Elias" Blake opens his arms as he walks downstairs, the little boy smile widely and runs into them.

"Thank you!!" he hugs the alpha wholeheartedly. All these months have brought the trio, Blake, Elias, and Elena very close. Though they meet occasionally, they talk on the phone all the time. The company of three was a big headache to the older alpha though.

They would simply cast him aside and gossip about him right there.

"Now I am hurt that you did tell me that it was your birthday today" Blake complains putting a hand over the boy's shoulder. Elias was like any other normal boy of his age. But, that concerned the Knights' because Elias was supposed to grow like a "normal" boy, he was a werewolf after all.

"Because I wanted to surprise you by coming here" he grins mischievously.

"You surprised very well indeed," Easton says as he walks in with a long face. "Happy birthday, idiot" he ruffles his brother's hair while Blake stifles a laugh.

"Thank you" Elias responds with a proud face unknown about the fact of what actually his brother meant.

"Why are you here though?" Easton questions.

"Didn't he just says so? He is here for me" Blake smirks and raises his brows. "Right, Elias?"

"Right!" the young boy agrees.

"Do you remember that I am your brother?" Easton questions at the rude behavior towards him.

"No, he doesn't" Blake holds the boy protectively while he giggles. "Do you?" the younger alpha diverts the questions to Elias.

*shakes head*

"See" Blake smirks.

"Oh really? Let's see that" Easton rolls up the sleeves of the black shirt he was wearing now. Elias laughs and runs in a go towards the study.

Blake smiles giddily, happy bubbles bursting inside him. This felt so contented. A family like this felt so contented.

His heart aches the next moment just to think that they couldn't possibly have something like this in their life. A kid who would look like Easton and behave like him. His body felt ready to shatter just thinking about it.

Wolves were family creatures. Their entire life is dedicated for their family. And Blake was incapable of giving Easton that. He wasn't capable of having a family with his mate.

Easton came back after the chase while Elias ran to the car, waiting for his brother to get him to school. "That kid is very f-fast" the older alpha says between his breathes which weren't too heavy but slightly uneven. He wore a huge smile on his face which his mate knew was there but didn't wanna notice it. "Hey?"

Easton scoops up Blake's face in his hand as distress spread through their bond. "Blake?" he rubs circles with his thumb on the younger alpha's cheeks. "What's wrong, baby?" Blake immediately grins from ear-to-ear hiding his shimmering eyes with his eye smile.

"N-nothing is wrong. Nothing can be wrong. You need-"

"Blake!" Easton warns. He pulls the alpha nearer and this time holds him in a way that showed his earthy brown eyes. "What. Is. Wrong?"

The older alpha had an option to read his mate's mind. No one would stop him but there is always good to have some privacy. And he didn't want to invade Blake's.

"I- I am sorry" the younger alpha's eyes move in a hurry, not wanting to focus on his mate's miserable face. "I-I"

"Shh... It's okay. You can tell me" he wipes down the little tears that flowed from his eyes.

"I-I can n-never give you such happy f-family, Easton" he breaks down, his last string of self-control giving up. "You love kids, b-but we can't have them. This is so u-unfair" he clutches a handful on his mate's shirt.

"Oh, baby" the older alpha hugs his little mate with his chest overwhelming with emotions. "But-" he pulls back.

"But, do you know I can't give you kids either, Blake. Or do I look like someone who can reproduce?" he holds the man at shoulder length and then glances at his muscular body.

Blake chuckles at the behavior shaking his head. "No, right? So it's unfair to you too, right?" the older alpha explains.

"I do not want anyone in this entire world as long as I got you, Blake" he kisses the forehead of his mate. "But, the questions do you need someone besides me?" Easton questions in a dramatic way.

Blake shakes his head with a stupid smile on his face and wet eyes. "Then solved! And you are ten times worse than a kid, baby. I can pamper you anytime I want to have a kid" Easton jokes engulfing the other alpha in a hug.

Blake punches the alpha in the gut making him groan. "Asshole" he curses, the smile never fading on his lips.

"Easton!!!!! We are late" Elias shouts from the car.

"Oh no, I will see you in the evening, Blake. Bye" he quickly pecks the alpha on the lips "And yeah... just remember that the Moon-Goddess might have thought something great for us" he smiles one last time before running for his life.

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*ding dong*

Samael perks up at the sound and sits straight on the comfortable bed he laid last night on. "Who it might be?"

My nose says it's Blake.

Griffen comments.

Samael changes his appearance immediately and teleports downstairs to open the door.

"Hey, da-father" Blake smiles awkwardly on the other side of the door frame.

"Hi. Come in" Samael steps aside.

Blake walks into the house and looks at how it seemed empty. "Had lunch yet?" the younger alpha questions. He was here right after his classes and planned to spend the time he got in his hands until the evening party with his father.

*shakes head*

"Okay...." Blake throws his bag on the couch and rolls up his sleeves. "I will cook your favorite" he strides to the kitchen. Samael eyes the bag as if it was some trash before he walks to the couch to set it right and in the corner, neatly.

He then follows Blake into the kitchen. Blake stood at the stove, the flame on and pan on it. He bites his bottom lip thinking what exactly to make. "Father?"

Samael looks at the younger alpha without speaking a word. It was his way of saying "what?"

"I should be ashamed of this but don't know your likes and dislikes. The only things I knew I already Easton cook for you yesterday but what do I do now?" the younger alpha questions miserably.

All of a sudden Blake seemed like a kid to him. It was as if a child was complaining about his day to his father and whining. But the strangest thing was it warmed Samael in a way.

Blood! Blood! Blood! Blood relations... are without specifications.

Griffen starts singing a boneless song which he sang in a "Congratulations and celebrations" tone.

Samael blocks away the wolf and looks at the boy standing before. He looked pitiful. "Same thing from yesterday?" Samael suggests.

He never before in his life had tasted anything even closer to what he ate yesterday and he wouldn't mind eating something like that even more. "You sure?"

*nods*

"Okay..." Blake turns away with a little smile. Christopher indeed enjoyed the dinner at their place. And it was enough to please him.

Samael gets lost in the younger alpha's words from earlier. These guys have been together for their entire life, under one roof and Christian is Blake's father. How wouldn't he know at least the small things?

They might have had dinner together for most of their lifetime. When you think about it, Samael and Christian had a relationship of an owner and a dog and yet Samael knew every single like and dislike of the rogue alpha.

This was different from what Christian had taught him about.

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"The troops are ready, alpha" the vampire servant informs with a robotic tone.

"I understand. You may leave" Christian loads his gun and pockets few more bullets in.

"Where are you going?" Cora enquires as soon as she walks into the room.

"I see you are now all fine. Good" Christian dodges the question.

"I am asking you something, Christian. Where are you going? Why the servants are setting up tropes?" she questions again.

"What will you do if I tell you? Go running to your husband and tell him?" Christian laughs. "To the husband who locked in the basement?" he smirks. Cora's eyes go wide at the news.

"What?"

"Uh-huh" he cleans another of his guns.

"C-Christopher is here?" she struggles.

Cora has been in a lot of dump since the past week. And have been regretting all her moves over the years. What made her guiltiest was betraying her mate.

"Don't miss him too much, I am going to take you there" the rogue alpha smiles. "Come"

The witch knew that Christian does anything with a hidden profit in it and so was the act now. Nevertheless, if this gave her a chance to beg Christopher for forgiveness then she will gladly accept Christian's kindness.

"Here we are" the rogue alpha opens the grills of the cellar and walks the woman in. This wasn't a new place for the witch. She has been here many a time for different reasons. But, today this place looked like a haunted house.

It terrified her.

"And there is your husband and my dear brother, Christopher Jensen" the mad man grins.

Cora lifts her weighing lashes and glances towards the huge man who sat at the end of the cellar with blood dripping from his forehead and his eyes flaming.

"Christopher" she worries and rushes to the cellar only to be repulsed by the magic wall that held before the cell.

"Oh, honey. I can't afford you both to meet. But, I can let you breathe the same he is breathing for a time being" the rogue explains. "So, you...." he lifts his fingers to bang open the door of the adjacent cellar and flies Cora right in, slamming the door in the end.

"Christian!!! Open the door" the woman shakes the grills with all her might but nothing works.

"Oh, honey. Please don't shout. You make no difference from the rest of all these creatures right now" he shakes his head. "Anyways, you both we obedient babies and wait for me. I will just go, kill both of your sons and take upon the throne" he declares with a sweet smile.

"I WILL SNAP YOUR NECK, IF YOU TOUCH MY SON, CHRISTIAN!!" Christopher warns slamming the grills of the prison.

"Woah!"

"Please leave our sons alone. Please, Christian" Cora begs, feeling helpless.

"Oh. Such difference in attitude. Wow," the rogue nods. "But, my decision is already made. Here I go. See ya, darling. Bye, Chris" he waves a goodbye despite the calls, warnings, and pleas from the cellar.

The end has begun.

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