Page 31 of The Wolf’s Secret Baby

Typhon

About half a year had passed since we arrived here.

The new breed of wolves – I refused to call them soldiers – proved to be industrious.

It took a long time to help them see that they could be more than what they were bred for but while they were being given a purpose they were able to help.

We built strong foundations for a settlement that I hoped would last for a long time and I was determined to avoid the mistakes of the past.

We treated them as we always wanted to be treated and there was never any question that they were true wolves.

As for the other pack, thankfully we didn’t encounter them.

With Vance’s death the threat of war was gone and after what happened I doubted they would ever try to perform these experiments again.

Life was finally peaceful and we could go back to doing what wolves did best.

I had adjusted well to the position of Alpha.

It was more challenging than I had imagined but with Kull and Ambrosia beside me there was nothing that I could not face.

We taught the wolves everything we had ever learned and Ambrosia sat with them to help them think about things rationally so they would not succumb to their wild emotions.

She spoke with myself and Kull as well regularly, just to make sure we were coping well with the changes.

I was so glad that she did not decide to return to her old life.

I wasn’t sure what I would have done without her.

We often stole away to make love, the three of us, and sometimes we even returned to her cabin.

It was nice to be free of the tension that plagued the world and to make love without having to fear a war was going to be waged.

Life was good and I could only see it getting better in the future.

A wolf streaked towards me.

It was Kull.

He shifted as he approached.

We exchanged pleasantries, although I could tell that there was something different about him.

He rocked back and forth on his heels.

“Ambrosia is with child,”

he said when I pestered him to tell me the truth.

I smiled widely.

This was going to be the first naturally-born child of our pack and I couldn’t have been happier.

I embraced him fondly.

It didn’t matter whether Kull or I was the biological father because we would raise him and any other child equally.

Everything was finally falling into place, and we could enjoy the lives we always wanted.

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