chapter eleven
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"oh my, that was the first family photograph they took. They had it taken the last time they had come to visit. It is a photograph of her mother and father and her as young baby." Said Rosalie. "How old are you now?
"Five winters."
"Why is she so little for being five?"The Fae are usually small and delicate beings. Even when she is of age, she would be no taller than Runts of our kind. Fae are Ethereal beings. They live here and also have a realm of their own, they can retreat to, but they do so much for our world and different elements of our world being their life they cannot be separated for long ."
"We will need to call a pack meeting to prepare for the Fae to be joining us and work to be done to extend the pack lands."
"It's late, and it can wait til the morning." Alpha Kai said as he looked out the window at the night sky.
"Yes, you are right. I know I had prepared a room for her and her mother, but where shall she sleep tonight?"
"Well, it is possible for the handmade bed to be moved to any room. Why don't we ask young Amara where she would like to sleep tonight?" A silence fell over the hall. They all looked to Little Amara.
"With you all." She said as she looked to them. "Want to sleep with Wolfies."
"I think she wants us to shift." Alpha Kai declared.
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"Shift, shift. I want to sleep with Wolfies. Rosie, you stay too." Amara said with pleading eyes. Seeing their mate and hearing her plea, wanting her to be happy, they quickly obliged her. Amara bounced in place as her mates quickly disrobed and shifted into their wolf forms. Climbing to her feet, she walked over to Alpha Kai's wolf first. Alpha Kai's wolf stood taller than her. Amara happily reached out and began to pet him. She gasped as her little hands ran through his midnight black fur. "Kai's wolf is named Ares." Luna Rosalie said . "Ares." Amara cheered. Ares was so thrilled she had said his name and liked the sound of it on her tongue. He licked her cheek affectionately. It caused her to squeal in surprise. Then unexpectedly she launched herself at his wolf and hugged him. They stayed that way for several minutes before she pulled away and walked to Nickolas's wolf. "Nickolas's wolf is Atticus." "Atticus," Amara spoke as she hugged him. As she hugged him, she gently ran her hands through his fur. His fur was a mixture of rich brown colors. Pulling away, she went to Jaysons wolf . "Alpha Jaysons wolf is named Jasper." Rosalie explained. "Jasper." Amara whispered as she began to lean her weight into his wolfs form. Hugging him, she whispered. " Sleepy." "Let us get her to bed." Rosalie said. The Alpha Triplets nodded their wolfy heads in agreement. Rosalie walked over to Amara and gently lifted her in her arms. Walking to the bedroom closest to the Alphas rooms, she opened the door. Walking into the room, Rosalie made her way to the bed and gently laid her down. Grabbing the bedding, she gently covered her. Then, she made her way to the hall and gathered up all of Amara's treasures. Placing the items on the bedside table, she pulled back the covers and climbed in beside Amara.
"Wolfies." Amara mumbled sleepily.
One by one, the Alpha wolves climbed upon the bed. They laid around her in a protective cocoon. Soon, they all had fallen asleep. They slept peacefully as the nighttime hours passed by. Before they knew it, dawns morning rays began to trickle into the room, the curtain dancing on the morning breeze.
The next morning, Luna Rosalie was the one to wake first. Carefully, she removed her arm from underneath Amara’s sleeping form. Quietly, she exited the bed and the room. She had a mission on the forefront of her mind. The mission was to find clothes for little Amara, who was her ward and also her sons darling mate. Next, she was thinking of helping the Omegas prepare the packs breakfast.
As the door to the room shut, the only thing you could hear was the gentle click as the door clicked into place. Luna Rosalie went down a few flights of stairs, straight to her friends room, and knocked upon the door. The door opened to the cheery face of her friend. “Rosie, what can I do for you, Luna?”
“Do you have any of your granddaughters old clothes from last year. I know we had talked that you all would be donating them, I just thought that I would ask.”
“I do. I found three more outfits as I was going through things yesterday. I was going to donate them later today. Do you need them?”
“Yes, thank you.” Rosalie said , a relieved feeling almost overpowering her.
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