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Yuki looks at me frightened, and he seems like he is about to start crying again. I gently kiss his forehead and slowly sit up. He directly understands and slides down from me, so I could stand up. I look at my little pup, but he is still sitting on the grass.

I give him my hand and smiles slightly to encourage him to stand up too. He looks at my hand, then at Mark, and at last into my face. His face makes an expression I can't figure out, but he closes his eyes, takes a deep breath and finally takes my hand, so I can help him up.

I pull him close towards me and look at my son, who is staring at me in disbelief. ?Mark... this is Yuki. He is my mate.?, I let the cat out of the bag. His eyes go up wide, and I can feel how Yuki is pressing himself closer to me.

He... What?!?, Mark shouts, and his eyes are wandering between me and my mate, causing me and Fenrir to growl.

I don't like him staring at our puppy.

Fenrir states. Yeah... me neither.

.. I could feel it since about a year, that Mark got another role in my life.

From my own son he changed to a full-grown wolf, and so my wolf sees a rival in him, when it comes to dominance, food and now also my mate.

You... He is a kid! You can't mate with a kid!

He...?, Mark barks at me, causing me to grow in anger.

YOU don't tell me what to do and what not!

He is my mate, and so I have every right to be with him!

Whether you like it or not.?, I yell back, causing Mark to growl.

Oh, he shouldn't have done that...?, Fenrir grumble and I feel him come to the surface.

But a whining sound makes me shiver and I look at my frightened mate, who looks really scared and also.

.. fuck... ?Yeah... he is still in heat.

.. Don't let Mark touch him, or I'll forget myself! ?, Fenrir warns me.

Mark, go inside and clean up your mess!

NOW!?, I grunt loudly. For my surprise, I make Mark tremble ones, before he snaps and walk back to the house.

I give my attention back to Yuki, who is shivering and I can smell his arousal.

Puppy, you choose the worst moments, you know.

I sigh and stoop down to wrap my arms under his upper back and under his knees to pull him up in bridal style.

I... I'm sorry daddy...?, he says innocently and fuck it.

.. calling me daddy, shoots the blood directly in my lower regions.

It's okay puppy. I'll take care of you.

At first, you need a bath, your hair is full of grass and dirt.

I tell him and brush my lips against his forehead, before I walk toward my house.

As I enter, I still see the empty and half full alcohol bottles all over the floor.

I walk towards the stairs, which leads up, and hear a crunching sound under my feet.

Oh, you definitely get fucking grounded for that.

I curse and kick away the plastic cup I've stepped on.

I finally reach the stairs and walk up, till I get to the bathroom. I open the door with my elbow and step on the black glazing tiles. I sit my mate down on the toilet and want to draw the bath, but on the valve is a red bra. Oh Mark, you are so dead...