The Royal Wolves

What Can He Do?

* * Queen Erin’s POV * *

There has been so many expressions and emotions shown as Darran tells the story of what happened to Florence and what she did. I can only pray for her that she is truly receiving visions and that the Moon Goddess has given her a quest to complete. But there’s a small part of my heart that feels a sense of dread. Or maybe that’s just the constant aches I’m having and the never ending discomfort.

“I can’t believe she’d put herself and us all through this,” Jo gasps.

“I know, but please be reassured that he appeared genuine when he said they don’t hurt the pregnant.”

“So what do we do now? How do we save her?” Jo asks, his voice pained.

“Well, we now know what the Werebears are capable of and what the werebear King’s strengths are. But what do we really know about Stefan and Noah, other than what we have learned today?” Darran addresses the group.

“What do you mean?” I ask him.

“Well, what can he do? What can they do?”

“You want to test them?”

“We can’t formulate a plan that will work, until we know what they are capable of. The wee bear King said they don’t harm pregnant women, and I believed he was being genuine. Which means, we can prepare effectively to ensure her safety. And to prepare effectively, we have to know what we’re working with,” he reasons.

“I believe him, and as much as I want her back, now. I also want her safe. Do what you need to keep her safe,” Jo begs Darran.

“Before we continue, what of those who arrived? Are their needs taken care of?” I say loudly to ensure they all hear me.

“William is managing the arrivals and ensuring their needs are met. They’re in good hands,” Stefan smiles at me as he caresses my hand.

“If it’s okay with everyone, I will head to the hospital to help the wounded. I need to keep my mind occupied or else I will drive myself insane. I have no knowledge of battle tactics or wolf abilities, so I won’t be of use here,” Jo addresses me.

“As long as you are sure you’re able to concentrate. If at any point you feel distracted…..”

“I promise I’ll step away if that happens. I won’t put anyone at risk,” he cuts me off to reassure me.

“Very well. We will try to plan, while you help the wounded. Make sure you get some rest and we’ll catch up with you in the morning to update you,” I promise him.

The next hour is spent with the pack leaders discussing various theories and trials to put Stefan and Noah through. Darran is furiously scribbling notes as he tries to keep up with each persons suggestions.

“That’ll be all. Go home, or to your allocated home and rest. We’ll meet at the training grounds at 09:00 and try each one of these until we know what Noah and I are capable of,” Stefan announces as he stands, signalling that the meeting is over.

As we reach our wing of the pack house, he finally speaks. “Are you sure you’re okay?” He asks as he assesses me, looking for anything that may cause concern.

“I’m fine. I’m just tired, pregnant, uncomfortable and all the stress and worry of today has brought on more braxton hicks. I’ll be fine once I relax,” I assure him.

“Then let me help you. I’ll run you a bath and you can soak the aches away,” he smiles and leads me to the bathroom. Where he adds my new favourite lavender bubble bath and runs the hot water. Lately, I’ve found that if I soak in a

Lavender bath, I sleep like a log. And it’s very much needed right now.

Slowly, he washes and massages each parts of my body, working out the tension and knots from my muscles, limb by limb, I feel my discomfort ease. I lay my head back against the bath tub and listen as he alternates between talking and singing. I don’t take much in, but just the sound of his voice helps me find my inner peace and zone out.

A tapping sensation on my forehead irritates me enough to open my eyes. “Earth to Erin, please don’t shoot me. I just had to get your attention. You’re turning into a prune, are you ready to get out?” He grins with his hands raised in defence.

“How long have I been in?” I wonder aloud.

“Just over an hour, my love. Let me help you,” he holds his hands out and I take them to help pull myself to my feet and step from the bath.

“Thank you and I’m sorry I zoned out,” I say and raise to my tip toes to kiss his chin.

“Don’t apologise our little human. You are growing our pup, which is a mammoth task in itself. Not to mention the stress of this situation,” Stefan and Noah say in unison. As I look into their merged eyes, I feel a quivering pull in my abdomen that reaches between my legs.

My hands reach up behind Stefan’s neck and I pull his face to mine. “I love you both, more than I will ever be able to express,” I tell them both and kiss them deeply.

Their arms wrap around my waist and I gasp as their hands cup my naked arse and pull me closer into them, hindered by my enormous baby bump. “Come,” I whisper in their ear and nibble on their ear lobe. I take their hand and lead them into the bedroom, directing them to the chair of my dressing table, without breaking the kiss.

“Are you sure?” They ask, pulling back to make sure this is what I want.

“If you don’t keep kissing me, I wont be held responsible for any acts of violence,” I laugh, only half joking.

“Yes, ma’am. Maybe we’d be better on the bed. I don’t want….” I silence him with a kiss, crushing my lips against his.

“Let me. Please,” I beg him and sit on his knee to find a better angle.

“Baby, I know I’m well endowed, but even I may struggle to satisfy you at the angle, on account of our pup,” he grins

“You know. Since the Moon Goddess’s blessing, I think it’s smaller,” I tease him, making us both laugh. “Bear with me,” I add and turn my back to his abdomen. “See, now barrier,” I proudly declare.

“No there isn’t, what’s next?” He purrs seductively.

“Help me on,” I giggle as I lift myself and wait for him to guide his c**k to my weeping entrance. I take his hands and guide them to my breasts, I don’t need to tell him what I want. As I begin to ride his c**k, up and down, his alternatives between his palms firmly massaging my breasts and his fingertips tweaking and rolling my n****e. I can feel myself building and ride harder.

“Please tell me you’re close, baby. I’m about to explode,” he pants into my ear and licks my mark.

The feel of his tongue on my mate mark, causes me to quiver as I’m unable to verbalise an answer. My orgasm takes me by surprise and I scream his name as I feel his c**k pulsate, as it empties his seed into me.

“f**k, baby, that was everything.”

“It certainly ….. oooppph.”

“What’s wrong?” He quickly shifts me to the bed so he can look me over.

“I’m fine, just turns out even orgasming causes these bloody braxton hicks,” I grumble.

“Come lay down and let me hold you. We have a busy day tomorrow.”

He spoons me, with his arm tenderly and protectively draped over my abdomen. “I love you more than life itself, Erin,” he whispers into my hair.

“More than the air I breathe.”

“Goodnight.”