The Alpha's Surprised Mate (Book #1 of Silver Moon Series)

Eleven: School and Threats Part 1

Dustin

This last week has been a huge learning curve. This was the week that Bree and Araya started school. When my alarm went off at six in the morning on Monday, I thought it was broken. I felt Mykayla get out of bed and heard the door shut. I was almost back to sleep when I heard a scream that made me sit straight up. I quickly grabbed a pair of sweats and ran out of the room. I swung the door to Bree’s room open to protect her from what or whoever was in there, only to find both girls standing in front of the full-length mirror squealing in excitement at their school uniforms. Mykayla just looks at me and raises one of her eyebrows. I scrub my hands over my face and leave the room. I walked into our walk-in closet and picked out a suit to wear that day at work. I head towards the bathroom for a shower. As I walked by the bed, I noticed the clock and realized that it was only 6:30 am. What the fuck. It’s too damn early to be up. Mykayla and I don’t have to be at the office till nine. Normally we don't even get up till seven. I flop face-first onto the bed. I hear a laugh behind me. I can’t believe she is laughing at me.

“You’re a tad dramatic about the first day of school for the girls. What the hell is with you barging into the room like that.” She asks, laughing.

scream and thought someone was hurting them.” I

my head, but I decide

the girls are done eating. I need to make their lunches and make sure they have everything they need for their first day. I know they would love it if you were there to see them get on the bus for their first day of school.” She says that snarky mom

and the girls, which makes me happy. I knew my mother approved the night we took them from their apartment, which was on fire. However, when I caught my mother and Mykayla laughing one day when we were visiting, I became suspicious. I was right to be, as my mother was showing her my baby albums. UGGG! WHY MUST EVERY MOTHER DO THIS? I was horrified when

mom, enough with the baby

has on an emerald green dress that fits her body perfectly. It shows off all her amazing curves. It stops just above her knees. The top of the dress clinches just under her breasts, making them look even larger. She has a short black business jacket over her arms (the dress is a tank top style). She is wearing matching emerald green ballet flats. I fight the need to push her against the wall and take her right there. DAMN, SHE LOOKS LIKE A FUCKING GODDESS IN THAT DRESS, my wolf Demetri howls. I have to agree with him. Mykayla still doesn’t think she is that beautiful. I know there are many men at the office that disagree with her. I have had to, on many occasions, refrain from beating the hell out of some of them because they are staring. I almost did until my dad stopped me when he came by to see me at the office. He told me he understood that we, as men and wolves are overprotective and possessive of our women. He also said to take it as a compliment that you have a woman that other men find attractive and remind yourself of whose bed she is going to be sleeping in each and every night. That did put it into perspective for me. I still get jealous and possessive, but then I remember those words, which calms me down. Most of the time, I will see them staring and walk by and either give her a pat on her ass or a kiss on her cheek. That usually gets me an eye roll or a hit to the chest. I am pretty sure she knows I am reminding the men to who she belongs and that I am stacking my claim. I could care less, and DAMN STRAIGHT, I AM STAKING MY CLAIM! We walk with the girls outside to where the bus will stop and find my parents smiling. The girls ran to my parents and gave each of them a hug. The twins are there with them, and all four start talking loudly about how they all think the first day of school is going to go. The twins really took to the girls right away. I see Nate and his sister Ziara walk up, and she joins in the conversation. Ziara isn’t as talkative, but she has always been on the shy side. A few more kids show up at the bus stop. I was surprised by the amount of school-aged kids we had in the pack. The