Ours novel Chapter 4

Christian POV

When two of my pack mates walk in holding a little angel in their arm, she looked so innocent sleeping. She could use some meat on her little bones, her clothes were hanging by a thread, and her hair messy looking. But even with all that, she was a little doll, beautiful looking even in her current state.

I got what Kyle was talking about, I felt a pull toward her, I wanted to protect her, spoil her and give her unconditional love and keep her forever.

My pack is kind of strange, we are a bunch of misfits some of us lost our true and only mates our other half and for some of us, our mate decided to reject us. Wolves like us only get one true mate for all our immortal life to know your other half don’t want you or dead. Living in infinite pain never finding peace.

But that wasn't the only weird thing about this pack, we are caregiver, a natural nutrient, we loved to take care of our other half, spoil them crazy.

The age play, daddy/little relation was perfect for us, we all dabbed into it after we hit puberty.

Puberty starts at the age of thirty, and we are a full adult at the age of fifty, ready to take our role in our pack and mate.

I once held my baby girl in my hand, told her how much I love her, and was rewarded with a big smile while she said "love you DADDY" and kissed my cheeks, nose, chin anywhere she can reach.

But fate wasn't as nice to me, my baby girl never survived puberty her first change killed her, I wasn't there to help her through it and she died all alone in the dark.

I felt a lone tear falling from my eyes, the pain in my chest aching again and again. When my beta and best mate Ryland put a hand on my shoulder and asked quietly "hey man are you okay?"

I just shook my head saying "yeah remembering some dark stuff. Where are the guys?"

With eyes full of sympathy Ryland replied "it wasn't your fault, stop blaming yourself come on we got a new baby to take care of"

Walking into the family room I see all six of my trusty pack mates, all six of whom share the same pain like mine, the reason we started this pack. It used to be just the seven of us but that was over one hundred years ago now my pack consist of two hundred wolves under my protection and power.

But it's just us living in the main house, the highest-ranked wolves the one I count my family, and with whom I'll share our new baby. We shared our pain, misery, and worst moments. We decided a long time ago if we ever get a second chance we’ll share that one too. Being in a polyamorous relation isn’t that weird in our current world.