Sam

We all got ready and watched my Grandpa. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

"Okay. Well Roy, or as Sam calls him Tigger, and I were out hunting. We were up in the deer blind and we heard something. We saw a deer and I took the shot. When we went down to go get it, a wolf jumped out," he stopped and took a deep breath.

"But you said it was a bear," my dad said.

My grandpa looked up and shook his head. "It wasn't a bear. It was a werewolf. A rogue to be precise."

A lot of gasps were heard around the room.

"A rogue?" Chris asked. "How did you know?"

My grandpa nodded. "Roy was a werewolf. He had a wife and kids and we were best friends since diapers. He told me his secret a week after he shifted. I promised to never tell anyone and I became great friends with his pack members too."

"Uncle Tigger was a werewolf?" I asked in disbelief.

"He was. We were so outnumbered. About fifteen to two. We couldn't do anything. We tried our best. But." He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "But they killed him right in front of me. I was too scared to move. I watched as they slaughtered him. He told me to run but I couldn't leave him. I left with only a couple of scratches and a couple of broken bones. But he never left."

By now the tears were falling and my Grandpa did nothing to stop them.

I shot from my seat and ran over to him. I pulled him into a huge hug and he hugged me back like his life depended on it.

"It's okay," I cooed. "Uncle Tigger is happy you are alive."

I felt him shake his head. "I'd rather have him make it out alive. I want him back here with his mate and kids. I had to tell them what happened. It was so hard. I could barely even look her in the eye. It's all my fault." He cried harder and held on tightly.

We all just sat there and let the information sink in.

After a while of silence and the tears stopped streaming, Chris broke the silence. "So why did you make the silver bullets?"

My grandpa looked over at him. "It's for protection. I asked the alpha if he could tell me everything about werewolves and he told me about silver. I thought it would be a good idea to learn how to make the silver bullets because my family loves hunting. They would never know about the silver bullets, only realize that the gun is heavier because of the weight of the bullets."

"And also because of rogues that might be lingering around in the forest?" Jimmy asked.

"Exactly," my grandpa nodded. "If the rogues found Roy and myself in the forest while we were hunting, I wanted my family to have protection, hence the silver bullets. It will be a lot more effective to cause pain than regular bullets."

"So you're not a hunter?" Xavier asked carefully.

My grandpa laughed and shook his head. "No."

Xavier let out a sigh of relief. "Good."

"Why were you so worried?" I asked walking over to him.

"Can you blame me? I'm mated to his granddaughter. And he's a guy. He's going to be protective." He laughed hugging me from behind.

"I can see that."

"Well you guys aren't officially mated," Tammy said, laughing.

"What do you mean?" My dad asked.

"They didn't mate yet."

"What do you mean mate?" my dad asked crossing his arms and raising an eyebrow.

"You know," Tammy said with a nervous cough. "Mate."

My dad looked at her for a second before his eyes went huge.

I cringed and closed my eyes,

"Hell no. That is not happening! My daughter is not 'mating' to him!" my dad yelled.

"Why not?" Chris asked a little offended.

"Dad," Xavier said. "Please stop."

"Well for starters, my daughter is only nineteen. She's too young. And I don't want her having sex," my dad said in a duh tone.

"Dad!" I shouted, laughing while my face was bright red.

"Well, it's going to happen anyway. So why not get it done and over with," Chris said nonchalantly.

"Dad!" Xavier yelled with a red face as well.

"I'm just saying, son. And besides, his wolf is more on edge."

"What do you mean more on edge?" my dad asked.

"Think about it, Tom. His wolf loves his mate which happens to be your daughter. Think of it as a boyfriend-girlfriend type situation. Xavier and his wolf are the overprotective boyfriend whereas Sam is the girlfriend. His wolf won't rest until she is fully mated to him. When they mate, it puts the male's scent in with the female's scent, so it warns off all the other males."

"Uh?" My dad asked.

Chris laughed. "It's a werewolf thing."

"So that goes for Kyrn too. Doesn't it?" Jim asked.

"Yes, it does." Chris nodded.

Jim scowled and sat back pulling Joy into his side.

"We all need some rest," Caroline said, standing up. "Everyone looks exhausted."

My mom nodded. "She's right. We better get heading back."

"Do we have to?" I asked.

My mom nodded and I sighed.

I went to take a step, but Xavier wouldn't let me go. I went to take another step but he held on tighter.

"Xavier? I have to go."

He growled and pulled me tighter into his chest. "No."

I went to move his arms but he wouldn't budge.

"Xavier," I whispered and tried to push his arms away.

"Stop," he growled.

I froze. He never did that. And why did he growl at me?

I looked up at his dad pleading for help. He chuckled and nodded.

"I was wondering," Chris said.

"What?" my dad asked in kind of a snapping tone.

"Since Xavier and Sam are mates, it's usually required to live together. And the same goes for Kyrn and Jay."

"No," my dad and Jim said.

Chris laughed. "Let me finish. I have some houses that we just recently built next to the packhouse where Sam and Kyrn would be living and I was wondering if you and your wife along with Kyrn's parents would like to live there. The houses are about four stories and only twenty minutes away from the packhouse."

My mom and Joy had huge smiles.

"That is amazing!" Joy cheered.

"And think of the size of the kitchens!" My mom yelled jumping up and down.

"Hello. Our daughters will be living with their boyfriends and all you guys can think of are the houses?" my dad asked, angry.

"Tom calm down," my mom said, putting a hand on her shoulder. "They are mates. They are bound to live together. And we can't get in the way of that."

"Trust me," Tammy said smiling. "We couldn't get in the way of it either, even if we wanted to. The moon goddess choice these two as mates, and we can't step in the way of that. It's against the wolf law."

My dad groaned as well as Kyrn's dad.

"So there is no way we can prevent this?" my dad asked.

Chris shook his head. "I'm afraid not."

To say my dad was mad, well he was like a hundred miles beyond mad. He looked like he was about to blow up.

"Well. If we can't prevent this, then fine," he somewhat shouted. "But only if we get the closest houses. The closer we are to my daughter, then the easier it will be."

"I couldn't agree with you more," Kyrn's dad said.

"Of course. We will help you move in tomorrow," Chris said with a victory smile.

"Yeah," my dad muttered and grabbed my mom's hand and dragged her out of the house.

When everyone left, Jay and Xavier let out a sigh of relief.

"Thanks, dad." Xavier smiled gratefully.

"No problem son." he smiled.

"You did that on purpose, didn't you?" I said to Chris.

He smirked at me.

I gasped. "I sent you that look to get help getting away from Xavier."

"Whoops?" He shrugged still smirking.

"You did that so I would live here. Didn't you?" I accused.

"It's getting late," he said, grabbing Tammy's hand.

"Don't you walk away from me," I said leaning forward because Xavier's arms were still wrapped around me.

"Chris," Tammy said, crossing her arms. "What did you do?"

"Well," he said scratching the back of his neck.

"Well, what?"

He sighed. "Sam gave me a look to help get Xavier to let her go, but I made it so she and Kyrn could live here." He smiled sheepishly.

"Well, I'm fine with that. Goodnight everyone," Jay said picking Kyrn up and walking upstairs.

She yelped but started laughing.

"Chris." Tammy laughed.

"What? I saw Xavier. He can't stand not being by her anymore. I had to do something."

"You little traitor," I teased.

He stuck his tongue out at me and I stuck mine out at him back.

"Children." Tammy sighed. "I'm going to bed."

"Let's go," Chris said before picking her up.

"Gross!" Xavier and I yelled.

"We're leaving!" Zander and Chloe yelled running upstairs.

"Same here," Jay's parents laughed at our reaction.

"That's nasty," I said covering my eyes.

"It'll be us someday," Xavier breathed in my ear.

I shivered but didn't say anything.

Xavier chuckled and went to go pick me up.

"You pick me up," I started as I pushed him away. "I will slap you."

Xavier put his hands up and followed me upstairs. "Someone's a little feisty."

He winked at me and I rolled his eyes. "I need a shower."

"Me too." Xavier smiled as he followed me.

"Nope." I laughed as I shut the door in his face.

He growled and I heard him stomp his feet as he walked away.

I giggled and went on with taking a shower.

"I can't believe your dad did that. He is such a traitor." I laughed as I came out of the bathroom from my shower.

"I'll have to thank him later," Xavier said, coming up from behind me.

"Men." I laughed.

He chuckled. "I love you."

"I love you too."

He kissed my shoulder and reached my mark.

Shit. I thought as I tried to hold back a moan.

"What's wrong? Can't talk?" He laughed huskily.

"I-I can t-talk," I stuttered.

Pft. Way to go Sam. Way to stutter.

"Really?" I could feel Xavier smirking against my mark. "You know. My father was right."

"A-about what?" I asked.

It was getting harder and harder to hold in a moan as he was sucking at my mark.

"About my wolf being on edge." His arms wrapped themselves tighter against my waist and that caused me to press more into his rock hard chest. "He won't rest until you are fully mated to us. And you already bare our mark." He stopped and scraped his teeth against it. "So one more step to go," he growled huskily.

I felt his teeth grow a little and they teased my mark.

"Shit," I moaned.

"That's what I like to hear," he said in my ear.

"I'm sure it is," I mumbled, trying to stay strong.

Come on Sam. Be strong! Don't let his hotness win!

My eyes were squeezed shut because I wasn't used to this type of pleasure.

Was I really ready to fully mate Xavier?

Of course I am. I mean, I do truly love him. But I'm just nervous. I'll admit it. I'm scared and nervous as hell.

But, I want to mate with him. Fuck it! I'm ready. His hotness is too much to handle. And seriously. Turning this Greek god down? Yeah, I can't do that.

I turned around quickly and he looked at me surprised with his glowing stormy gray eyes.

"I'm ready," I said confidently.

"Ready for what?" he asked.

"I want you." I breathed in his ear. I smirked when I felt his sharp intake of breath. "I'm ready."

"For?" I nodded, knowing what he was going to say. "Are you sure princess?"

"Yes, Xavier. I love you. And I'm ready."

"Are you sure? I'm asking one last time because I can barely hold my wolf back right now."

I could hear the strain in his voice and make out the color of his eyes. They were switching between the dark almost black stormy gray and his natural light gray eye color.

"Yes. I'm ready." I smiled and pulled him in for a kiss.

We lay next to each other after it was over and I was breathless.

"I love you, Sam." He breathed pulling me into his side.

I was panting for air just like he was. "I love you too Xavier."

I snuggled closer and closed my eyes. The last thing Ithought before I drifted off to sleep was that Xavier and I were fully mated.