~~ One year later ~~

I woke with one arm protectively lying across Sage with her back pressed into my chest.

She was still asleep.

I inhaled her sweet scent, feeling so fucking goddamn blessed to have her lay in my arms.

Mine... all mine.

I softly kissed her head, and she murmured.

Ah fuck. Had I woken her?

She arched her back a little pressing her gorgeous barely covered arse against my morning wood.

"I want you, Hunter," she whispered.

I shifted my arm running it under her arm to squeeze her large breast barely fitting in my hand now before running it down over her protruding stomach.

"And what does my pregnant mate want, hmmm?" I teased.

"I feel like a beached whale, make me feel sexy."

What? She was fucking gorgeous.

"Sage, you are the fucking sexiest thing on this goddess's green earth." It wasn't a word of a lie.

This amused her sending her into a flurry of lusty giggles. "You realise you don't need to sweet talk me to get laid. I'm horny every waking second!"

She wasn't lying. And the funny thing was, we'd had sex countless times without protection and nothing happened.

Then, the first time our wolves get it on and bang—she's pregnant.

He chuckled behind my eyes. Taunting me.

I hadn't been able to get her pregnant. And he had. I rolled my eyes. But I'd let him have this. I moved my hand down further to slip inside her knickers and cupped her pussy.

"Hunter, please ..."

I ran my finger along her slit, before dipping a finger between her puffy, wet, lips. As expected she was soaked. "Hmm. So wet me for me."

"Always," she breathed out.

Rubbing the heel of my hand against her clit, I curled two fingers inside her. "Tell me what you want, Sage." I bit down on her shoulder.

"You inside me."

"Say it, Sage."

"I need you to fuck me, Hunter."

A wolfish smile spread across my lips. "And how do you want to be fucked, baby?"

"Hard," she replied without hesitation.

"Feisty this morning. Up on your knees, arse in the air." My instruction was immediate. And although eight months pregnant, she could still move quickly when she wanted.

Off came the sheet as she flung it aggressively from our bodies as she scrambled into position.

"Someone's eager." I laughed as her round, sexy arse greeted me although it was still partly hidden by her pointless knickers,

I didn't know why she bothered.

"These are gonna have to go," I lengthened one nail and sliced through the flimsy material and they dropped onto the bed.

Sage huffed. "Will you quit doing that? I won't have any left!" she weakly protested.

I didn't care. I preferred her naked anyway.

Naked, my mouth watered in anticipation, wanting to take a bite of the deliciousness. My dick was so fucking hard as I shifted to the end of the bed. "Move back for me, baby."

She shuffled backwards.

"Now rest your head on the arms, this will be hard and fast."

She looked over her shoulder. "Promises, promises Mr Stone."

"Oh, it's not a promise baby, you're gonna be screaming my name any second." Fire filled my veins as I grabbed hold of my cock and rubbed it along the crack of her arse.

She wiggled her arse.

Raising my hand, I slapped her arse to hear her gasp and moan with her spine bowing.

Hundreds of invisible needles sliced across my palms.

Two more slaps and I rubbed over her reddening skin.

Fucking beautiful.

"You're perfect, you know that yeah?" I reached under and shoved two fingers deep inside her tight hole. Her sweet honey was dripping down her thighs.

"Mon Dieu...Hunter. Now. Hurry!" she cried out. "I—"

I cut her off. "Didn't we talk about you being bossy?" I hummed. "Don't make me fill that sexy mouth of yours."

"Pfft. With what?" she challenged. "You're all talk."

The smile on my face was all for her... my little mate knew every button to press. She liked it when I put her in her place... only in the bedroom of course. Anywhere else, she carried my balls in her pockets.

I dipped beneath and picked up her shredded knickers. "I think these will work nicely, hmm?"

Her head flicked around again. Her brow pinched. "You wouldn't dare."

Oh, I loved a challenge.

In the blink of an eye, I reached around and gently gripped her chin and popped her mouth open and stuffed in the knickers.

"Now, rest your head like I told you."

She muttered something in French which only made my smile grow wider.

In position. "That's my girl," I dipped and pressed and licked across her spine. She shivered. "Now where was I?"

I positioned my cock and then slid in smooth and slow as I leaned forward to whisper, "Is this what you need?"

With those words, she hummed and lifted her hips slightly higher and I forced my dick deeper making sure I wasn't too rough with her... yet.

A few soft kicks of my hips and she was ready. Desperate and needy.

I pulled out to hear her groan in frustration and then I go again impaling her with my cock and that time there was nothing gentle about it.

Her body clamped down around my steel length.

I wrapped one big hand around her hip and the other I pressed down on the base of her spine to hold her in place.

"You look so good on my cock, baby," I growled as my thighs slapped hers. Every thrust now making me come undone, almost unhinged.

It was what she did to me. Every-fucking-time.

"You good, Sage?"

"Oui" She cried out against the soft fabric, nodding frantically I could feel my climax coming up fast today.

"Rub your clit, while I'm fucking you." Her small hand moved fast.

"I want you to come with me." Fuck. "Right fucking now!"

She clamped down even harder and with one... then another my hips jerked as I emptied everything I had inside her.

Sage's muffled screams filled the room and I slowed with my breathing all over the damn place.

I pulled out and Sage fell onto her side spitting out the underwear from her mouth as I moved alongside her wrapping myself around her hot body, and we both lay there chasing our breaths.

"Fuck, I love you, Sage." My voice was a hoarse rasp.

"I love you too, Hunter."

Exhausted and Sated, I shut my eyes.

>>>

An hour later, I had showered and left Sage sleeping. She looked like an Angel as I kissed the top of her head.

Heading downstairs of the Pack House. Jason met me at the bottom of the stairs.

He was my beta.

Oh, I need to step it up and explain.

Once all the packs had voted on what to do with Du-Ponte and his punishment. We let him live... kinda.

Misha used her mojo on him and reduced him to a vegetative state... where he now spent his days in a chair... drooling.

Couldn't have happened to a nicer bloke!

I followed through on my promise to John to look after his pack until his eldest lad—John Junior (I know; I hear you, how original, naming your kid after yourself) could take over, which would roughly be in a year's time.

Sage loved the idea of us having our babies here, and I would never deny her anything.

Fuck, if she asked for the moon, I would have found a way to give it to her.

She was my everything.

My wolf also loved being part of a pack. He grunted his acknowledgement.

Gunner was heading up the UK side of Wolfe with Sylar, but reported back daily and came up at weekends.

The packs were settled and happy—well, as happy as they could be.

Zander returned to the States to find out Andrea was pregnant. Pissed she hadn't told him but he got over it.

His first-born son was born a month ago. He was already planning their second. I was expecting him to head back to the UK next month to meet the newest members of the Stone family.

"All well?" I asked Jason.

He gave me a quick nod. "All good, Alpha."

Alpha?

Didn't think I'd ever get used to that—Didn't want to if I was being honest. "Hunter, Jason. How many times, c'mon sunshine?"

"Hunter," he repeated.

"Good. I'm off for a run."

"Want me to join you, Alp—Hunter?"

"Nah, won't be long, want to be here when Sage wakes."

Stripping off, he nodded and left to continue his beta duties.

I wasn't exactly sure what they were—but he seemed to handle most things without an issue. So I was happy to let him continue.

Three miles out, my wolf slowed as we came to the edge of the woods. He was as happy and contented as a pig in muck.

Never had I been this connected and in tune with him.

The clouds hung low in the sky and no doubt it would throw it down soon. One thing you could count on in Scotland was the rain. Not that it bothered me one bit, I loved it here. So peaceful and picturesque.

I would miss it when we returned—but perhaps we could spend half of our time here and half in London. I was sure Sage wouldn't mind. She loved it too.

'Hunter.' Sage's panicked voice cut into my thoughts and I stopped dead in my tracks.

'What's wrong Sage... the babies?'

I heard her scream in my head. Fuck. I turned, sprinting, pushing myself harder than ever—a reminder of that night when I ran like my life depended on it to get back to her. ′Sage?′

'The babies, Hunter. They're coming,' she panted.

They were a month early.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

I shouldn't have fucked her so hard.

Was this my fault?

'No Hunter, Ouch... holy—argh...' she screamed in pain. 'Stop blaming yourself Hunter and get your arse back here... now...' she growled.

I'd never heard her growl and my wolf whined in reply.

'Jason, get the pack doctor, Sage has gone into labour.′

'I know Alpha, she's on her way. Ruth and Pearl are with her.′

I felt myself relax slightly. Ruth had come with us. She was over the moon that Sage was pregnant.

'Jamais, plus jamais! Doux Jésus, Jamais!!'

I groaned. 'Baby, stop teasing me with French, you're making my wolf very hard and he can't run as fast.'

She laughed through the pain. 'Hurry Hunter, please.'

'On my way, be there before you know it. Just try to stay calm and I love you, Sage.'

She never replied, only cried through our link as I pushed my wolf harder.

I arrived at the pack house, muddy and almost out of breath. Shifting, I ran inside, not even thinking about clothes as I darted up the stairs and burst through our bedroom door—giving everyone an eyeful.

Sage who was propped by huge pillows and her knees pulled right up looked at me and growled. "Pants Hunter."

Fuck, my hands shot over my dick and Pearl's face lit up like a lightbulb. "Sorry."

"Don't mind me, big boy." She winked.

Ruth tutted and threw me some pants. Before she dabbed a cloth on Sage's forehead. "I see some things never change," she huffed.

"Is everything okay, Doc? They're early?" I yanked on my pants and made my way to the bed.

Sage was panting hard and fast.

"Yes. Their heartbeats are strong; her labour is advancing fast. I think we can expect them quite soon."

Sage screamed out; the pain more intense than I could ever imagine. "You're so strong, baby" I took hold of her hand and she squeezed it tightly.

"Mon Dieu. It feels like my guts are being ripped out with a blunt instrument."

I felt so helpless.

The doctor moved down toward the foot of the bed. "It's time to remember what we talked through and practised. Breathe and push. Are you ready, Sage?"

She nodded and gritted her teeth. "Oui!" She pushed her chin down to her chest.

"I'm right here, baby." Her hand now gripped mine in a death-like vice. My eyes watered under the pressure. Fuck! My hand numbed, the circulation to my fingers cut off—not that I would ever complain.

Sage read my thoughts.

"Just be grateful, I'm not squeezing something else, Hunter."

"Hey, this is my wolf's fault."

She grinned before another wave of pain hit her and a tear slipped down her cheek.

"C'mon, dearie. I'll breathe with you." Ruth puffed out quick breaths of air. Sage followed her lead.

"That's it... good, I can see the head. Give me one big push," said the doc.

"Hear that baby, you're doing great!"

"Oui," she said through gritted teeth. "Arrrrrgh." She pushed hard, the veins in her temple throbbed, and then I felt her body sag slightly.

"Here's the first..." The baby without further effort slid into the hands of the doc. "It's a boy!"

My heart was ready to explode. I kissed Sage on the forehead. "Hear that? You did great... Our son is here. I love you, baby."

Pearl was ready with a towel and took my son from the doc.

"Not long now, Sage, a few more pushes and we get to meet baby number two."

The next half hour felt like ten. "C'mon baby, not long now. I'm so proud of you. You're doing amazing, baby".

I hoped my words of encouragement would offer some help.

My son released a shrill cry... his first. Damn, he had a good set of lungs on him. I didn't know how it was possible, but my heart swelled, filling out my chest completely. My wolf was also going crazy. He wanted to clean and welcome his pup.

"You're doing great, Sage," said the doc. "Now I know you're tired. But you gotta give me another good push, I can see the head. We're nearly there."

Sage's face furrowed. She concentrated and panted out short breaths.

"One more Sage... just one more."

"Aaaarrgh!!" she cried out.

I heard the cry of my second child... "It's a girl!" yelled the doc excitedly. I could see a full head of dark hair. Beautiful, just like her mothers. I kissed the top of Sage's head. "I'm so proud of you, baby. You've given me the best gift ever. I love you so fucking much."

I had to hold back my emotions. Swiping my eyes. Who would have thought I would have been a crier?

>>>

An hour later, I sat with each baby in my arms. Sage was asleep. My son, David Xavier, named after our fathers, was quite the bruiser already. And my beautiful daughter, so small and dainty, Olivia Hannah was stunning—like her mother.

Sage stirred, her eyes fluttering open. "Everything okay?" she asked, pushing herself to sit up. I could see the pain and exhaustion on her face. I couldn't even imagine how it felt, to push two babies out.

I pictured shitting through the eye of a needle and my eyes again watered.

"You're not far wrong!" she let out a small laugh, listening to my thoughts.

My children, my pups.

The lump in my throat from earlier returned. I edged my way up from my seat and sat next to her on the bed. David let out a whimper.

"Come to me, baby boy." Sage took him from me. "Is my beautiful boy hungry?" He quickly latched on. I'd seen nothing so fucking amazing as my mate feeding my son.

"Marry me," rushed out from nowhere.

Sage looked up at me with the biggest smile I'd ever seen.

"Oui Hunter. A thousand times Oui." Carefully I bent down with my daughter still fast asleep in my arms and kissed the only woman I would ever love.

Knowing without a shadow of a doubt, I was the luckiest man and wolf alive.

The End... well, for now anyway.