That one day, Christy wouldn’t see her as not a threat to her own Mate Bond and stop trying to eclipse her in every way, and the three of them could live in harmony with each other. That Anthony’s time would be spent equally between the two of them, but she doubted it at the same time.
Two years had passed and though Christy’s ways to eclipse her had become more subtle, Mischa saw it all for what it was even if others inside this pack did not.
She returned to her suite and stripped that bed and tossed the linen down the laundry shute, remade it and got into her bed. The room was cold and aired completely. She did not bother to close the balcony doors and left them open to sleep in the mind-numbing cold. Maybe, just maybe she wouldn’t feel so lonely if she couldn’t stop thinking about being freezing cold.
She heard Laud huff inside her mind but didn’t shift them to her wolfen form, allowed Mischa to do as she pleased. It took a long time to fall asleep, but she managed it only to wake up with pains in her lower abdomen and she half snorted. Of course, her heat would come now when she’d opted to finally just be in the background.
Anthony pushed into her bedroom and frowned at how cold the room was. She’d gotten up and closed the doors only because she was in heat, and wouldn’t risk herself to those un-mated wolves of the pack.
Then he smiled at her as he started pulling his shorts off. He’d been at morning training. She could tell from his attire, bare-footed and bare-chested. Even as rough and difficult as their Mate Bond had been for the past two years, she knew he still enjoyed her heat.
Though even to her, it already felt different, she wasn’t rushing to climb on him as she once would have, and she wondered if that was because of their fading Mate Bond. Something that once saw her think about in a happy, excited way. Because she had enjoyed it, so had Laud and Anthony and his wolf Shade.
He’d always been attentive to her needs in this department, she would be in heat she knew for just four days. Had been having two heats a year since the moment they were marked and mated, something Anthony thought was another blessing from Selena, that he got to enjoy not one, but two heats a year with her.
He was climbing on the bed, leaning over her, smiling down at her. “We should have an heir this year, a son who is big and strong.” He told her and claimed her mouth with his.
He’d completely forgotten he’d abandoned her last night for Christy. Her heat was, it appeared, all consuming for him right this minute, and once where it would have been for her, she wasn’t now, was lying there while he mated her furiously thinking about those words he’d just stated.
A pup, a son and heir for the pack? It wasn’t something they had discussed in a very long time, not since making the decision to stabilize the pack and have it be prosperous before opting to have a pup of their own.
She was rolled over in that bed and pulled up onto all fours as he took her once more, and she knew she realized, he did talk about that with Christy. They talked about it every time Christy went into heat. She recalled Christy’s words right as Anthony knotted himself to her with a groan.
“I’ll give you a good strong heir, I’m healthy and can have pups. We’ll have one right away.” Christy had stated.
Mischa understood hearing those words that Christy thought she and Anthony didn’t have an heir after 20 years of being mated to each other because she thought Mischa couldn’t conceive. She clearly had no idea that Mischa was on wolfen birth control, and it was a joint decision between herself and Anthony.
Right this minute, even Anthony had seemed to have forgotten that himself, had mated her furiously and was now knotted to her, she heard the smile in his voice as he held her body to his. “Sweetheart, what do you want to name our son when he’s born?”
She closed her eyes and refrained from sighing, refrained from stating ‘what do you care’, held that in as well. She felt his mouth touch her ear, and he hummed at her when she didn’t answer him.
“On wolfen birth control, remember.” She stated finally, seeing as he’d clearly forgotten.
“My bad, I forgot in the heat of the moment.” He chuckled softly. “Perhaps it’s time to come off that now.”
“Mm,” was her only response.
“What’s the matter?” he asked, and she could hear the frown in his voice. “The pack is healthy, in the black, and we’re making money, growing our wealth.”
“I’m aware. I’m the pack accountant,” she’d stated simply.
There had once been silly lovers talk between them in moments like this, or they would lay in the bed after his knot was released and dreamed about what their pups would look like, whose eyes they’d have, his light blue or her pale green. Whose hair they’d have, whose temperament even. Of all the things they would teach them and all the games they’d get to play with their children.
Where they would take them on vacation when they were old enough to leave the pack. He’d dreamed of just two pups, been conservative about it, considering how much Alpha College cost, and was likely to go up with inflation over the next few decades. So just two pups, a boy and a girl was his idea for the pack.
A son to take over and a little girl to spoil rotten, was how he’d always put it. She’d never objected to his thoughts, just told him there would be no playing favorites.
Mischa had no idea what to talk to Anthony about right now as his knot released, and he shifted onto the bed next to her. She moved herself to a sitting position, and knew this was likely going to be a very uncomfortable four days of silence, stretching between them between her bouts.
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