Chapter fourteen
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Marthas Pov
Its been a couple of hours since John as left the meeting and came back to me. We are just laying in bed and enjoying each others company. After an hour or so went by we started talking about baby names since we already know the genders of our babies. We already know that their going to have johns names, so anything we choose will have to go with his last name which is Mclane (A/N I'm not sure if I gave him a last name or not, but if I did then this is his new last name). “How about Giselle Skyla Mclane for the girl and Sam Matthew Mclane for one of the boys?’’ John asked me and once he was done saying those names I was finding myself loving them. “Those are perfect. Now, all we need to do is find names for the two other boys,” I said smiling at John. Once I said that we were both in deep thought when a name for our eldest son popped into my head. “For our firstborn son, how do you like the name Alarick Lenox Mclane?” I ask John because I want us on the same page for our babies names before they arrive. “I like it. It's a nice, strong, and powerful name. That's the perfect name for a future Alpha” he said smiling at me.
A week later
Johns Pov
Its been a week and we still haven't thought of a name for our youngest son. We found out about Marth being pregnant a little while ago and now we only have three more months until the pups come, since I'm an Alpha they grow at a much faster pace than regular she-wolf pregnancies, which usually last up to six months. As I was walking down to our room I thought of the name for our fourth and final baby and his name will be Theo John Mclane, now all that's left is to run it by Marth and see how she likes it. I was on my way to tell Martha about the name that I have just thought of when I heard a loud painful scream coming from a pack member out front. With that one scream, I took off running and as I was running thru the pack house to reach the source of the painful scream I heard more scream and a lot of growls.
When I reach the front yard I see a bunch of rouges fight my pack members and I immediately turn into my pitch black wolf and start to tackle these rogues and show them that they can't pick a fight with my pack and get away that easily. All I see is red as I take down the rogues, most are either dead or have run away like the cowards they are.
One hour into the fight
We have been fighting these damn rogues for about an hour and there are only about ten or so that remain. When we finish the last of them I help and count the number of people we lost and how many are wounded. I also count how many rouges we killed and I'm happy to announce that there are over seventy of them that lay lifeless of the ground. not is all so cheerful for us everybody is very wounded, but at least none of our members died in this fight. Everybody is either wounded or in critical condition, so that means all we can do is wait and pray for the moon goddess to help our warrior and comrades.
I'm on my way back into the pack house when I'm stopped by a pack member who hands me a letter and inside it read as follows.
Dear Alpha John,
I understand that you are trying to keep my mate away from me. That won't get you anywhere, she is mine and forever will be, so I'll give a week to decide either give me Martha or wait for the upcoming battle that you're about to unleash on your pack.
From Martha's TRUE mate
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