FATED TO THE LYCAN TRIPLETS

CHAPTER TEN

MORGHAN POV

I can’t believe that Lexi and Logan were awake so Goddess darn early. I thought about going back to bed, but the moment I shut my bedroom door, I had a pit in the base of my stomach, like I had lost something so precious to me.

The morning actually going faster than I expected, Lexi and I deciding to spend some time handing out in the gardens, I have to say I totally love the idea, I look at the small pile of books, the ones I bought when we went for our impromptu shopping trip.

Settling under the trees we found a position that Lexi informed me was the safest option and why. Lexi has ben teaching me general things, mostly ones about safety, I know I’s not what Lord Malachai wants, but I like that Lexi is teaching me how to keep myself safe. I have asked her to teach me some self-defence, but not for any reason that I hate being vulnerable.

When pappa was alive, I managed to learn some fighting tactics, just some basics on how to make myself safe. Pappa was a strong believer that one should know to look after themselves. My training went a little further, I am a BETA wolf after all. I have never wanted to be a top warrior, nor a premium fighter. I enjoyed teaching the young pups their first lessons, things like stomping on toes. My memories both happy and sad, ‘I love you dad’.

Snapping myself out of my revere I move to get a bit more comfortable, with thoughts of going back to my book. I look at the page, find where I let off and begin reading again. I make it about two paragraphs before my thoughts, go back to the Lycan.

When I realise my thoughts are again drifting. They drift back to Logan, I shake my head and internally I chastise myself, needing to get my head sorted!

I notice as Lexi watches me, as I snap myself out of my daydream, then I go on to chastise myself further. Knowing that I am going to struggle to keep my mind on task, so I ask Lexi to give me some sparring time. I want to see if I can remember the things I learned previously.

The better part of four hours we spent sparring and running drills, Lexi telling me a few times that I have moves that she isn’t familiar with. Her praise giving me a warm feeling. It’s nice to have someone that I have formed a close friendship with giving me praise, causing me think again of pappa.

“Hey! You should work with the young pups on weekends, I am sure thy would love it, and I think you would make a great teacher.” Lexi said as we collected our things heading back into the Palace it’s time for lunch, so we help the staff move things into the dining hall.

Lexi and I were about to sit down to have lunch, when in walks Logan, Lexi calling him over. He takes a seat at our table, before he could even get up to get himself something, a large tray completely full of food is placed in front of him, even his eyes widen at the volume of food.

“Hey Logan, we should get Morghan working with the young pups, she is very competent in her movements. I am sure she would do awesome with them.” Lexi’s words giving me that sense of pride back.

“Oh, really?” Logan asks, then his face changes, I see the moment I have just lost this advantage. “Well, let’s see then, after lunch, we will spar, we will find out how good these moves of yours are!” Logan’s words causing me to blush.

I look across the table and try to let Lexi know, I am not impressed with her blabbing. “Um, no, I think it will be just fine if we don’t spar thanks.” I say filling my voice with false bravado. Not sure that my words back up exactly how I am feeling.

Just my luck, the rotten Lycan wouldn’t let the sparring. So now here we are dancing around each other, Lexi, who is so proud of herself might I add, so now she is calling out to me, supposedly giving me supportive tips, all she seems like is she squawks like a chicken.

We spar for about an hour, it’s pretty full on, and I will say I like sparring with him he doesn’t hold back, I know he won’t use Alpha strength on me, but he does give me a fair run for my money.

Preparing for the evening meal, Mother and his Lordship only got home a few hours ago. I was going to say something, but I refrained, this are so different here and I am not completely okay with things. While Logan seems okay, I am still irritated that I was told so little but expected to be so much.

Logan and I were seated at the table when the servers began to bring in our meal, before they left Logan asking where his father and my mother were, as it is expected all family will attend evening meals, dressed appropriately, promptly on time.

“Well, Sire,” the young server boy began, then clearing his throat, standing a little taller, before he continues, “Sire, they have decided to remain in their quarters this evening.” The boy timid, almost like he is waiting to be growled at.

“Thank you, Andre, you may all leave for the evening. We can clean up after ourselves.” He tells the boy, a smile crossing the young shifter’s face, as Logan adds, “you can tell the rest of the staff they may leave also, have a good night, see you tomorrow.” Then with a joyful smile and a skip in his steps the young boy leaves.

LOGAN POV

“That was nice, why did you do that?” Morghan asks, my Lycan surging forward at the attention, managing to keep us in check not too difficult. It seems any time we are not near each other, my Lycan pines for her, he fills my head with all sorts of dirty thoughts, all sorts of feelings being pulled forward, like now, he has my c**k jumping to attention. Thankfully the table is enough at the moment to keep me from any hint of embarrassment.

I’m not worried for her thoughts, only my own, I’m not a prude, I know women, I have dated enough but she is different. I want her like nothing I have ever wanted before. I have to put these feelings down to father’s expectations I know are going to follow. The one that say look after your stepsister, protect your stepsister, YOU ARE THE OLDEST, YOU ARE THE ONE WHO WILL BE RESPONSIBLE FOR MORGHAN’S SAFETY!!! It’s always the same, blah blah, blah.

Like I or any of us for that fact, would let anything happen to any member of our family, stepsister or not she will have our protection for the rest of her life. Father is going to marry his mate, so Morghan will be here for the rest of her mother’s life. Having not met her mother, or know anything about her mother, I haven’t had any chance to do any research on her at all. I know when father finds his mates, he is very secretive since us older boys turned ten, he is an i***t if he thinks that any of us have any interest in his mates, but I guess that is the reality of our father, seeing threats where they are not.

I know he misses mother, and I know that he would never really believe that we could even think about doing anything with one of his mates. If mother had not died when the bub pups were born we wouldn’t be dealing with this, he only took a companion until he found his mate, she was a nice lady, but they just had no connection, but she was suitable to accompany him to functions, she was happy with the arrangement while it was there and father always bought her a new outfit for every function, so happy lady!!!

Realising I am lost in my thoughts, I snap out of it and answer Morghan, “Um, sorry, I did it because these guys don’t get a lot of free time,” I pause before I add “and besides what is it take for you to do my few dishes.” I throw her a cheeky smirk as I wait for her response.

It took her a few moments before she responded but it was worth it for the smile she gave me. Without a thought she let out a huff, which let me know she heard exactly what I said, “Ha! And who says I do dishes? Let alone yours?” she says before she giggles.

That was all it took, I saw the smile as something I want, no I NEED more of them. My Lycan agreeing, adding his comment to my thoughts.