BirthDate (La Patron, the Alpha's Alpha)

by Addae, Sydney

  “You are doubly blessed my brother. The Goddess has smiled upon you twofold. May they live a fruitful life full of love and laughter.”

  Warmth filled Silas at the old blessing. “Where were you when the Battle of Waterloo was fought?” Silas asked. It had been decades since he had conversed with someone who had seen some of the same things or lived through the changes of times that he had. It was refreshing to listen as Angus’ replied while the plane declined to land on the private airstrip.

  Chapter 19

  Jasmine sat slumped in her chair, with her head in her palms. Sleep called with an unerring urgency. Her bones were tired. She had expended energy from somewhere deep inside that she had no idea existed.

  “Sweet Bitch.”

  “Go away, Silas, I am so…” she yawned. “I’m too tired to talk to you.”

  He chuckled. His deep voice flowed over her skin like warmed honey. She shivered. “I will talk, you listen.”

  She stood and walked into their bedroom. “Umhmm. Okay.” Without turning on the lights she zeroed in on the bed and fell across it, inhaling his latent scent. “Mmmm,” she murmured as she pulled his pillow close and curled around it.

  “What are you doing?”

  “Laying down.”

  “Missing me?”

  “Yes.”

  “I miss you too. Asia is on her way to the compound; you can release her and get some rest. If she needs you, she will call.”

  “No, she won’t. She is as stubborn as the boys.”

  Silas chuckled and the sound rubbed against her skin. Goose bumps exploded across her arms. “You are right.”

  “She had a long day, the sun is coming up and none of us got much sleep. When will you get home?”

  “I am home.”

  She shot up in the bed and looked around. “Where? I don’t see you.” She fell backwards missing him more now that he was here.

  “In the lab below, installing Angus in Asia’s old room. She has taken a room in your old wing near Tyrese. Then I will drop off these disks to Jacques. There is a lot of information to weed through over the next few weeks. I am anxious to hear first-hand from Asia about this group. I think we may soon be on the offense against them, instead of defense. That is exciting.”

  Jasmine rolled over and pulled the cover over her face. Her mate’s idea of excitement and hers were vastly different. She wanted to talk to Asia, but decided to leave the young woman alone so that she could rest. Tomorrow they would have lunch and go shopping.

  “Okay, when you are done, wake me up, we need to talk about some things that happened here.” She yawned.

  “Okay sweet bitch. I will see you in a few minutes.”

  Jasmine pulled down the cover, eyed the clock and snorted. “More like an hour.”

  An hour later the bed dipped and warm hands caressed her back. Her body shivered at the contact. After he told her he was in the compound she had been unable to sleep, instead she had been watching the clock, waiting.

  “Baby…”

  She rolled over and stared at him. “What did you call me?”

  He laughed. “Baby. What’s wrong with that? It is a sexy name humans call their mates.”

  She snorted missing his normal endearment. “Yeah, when they cannot remember the woman’s name.”

  “Ah…I see.” He pulled her close. The warmth of his skin chased away the goosebumps that had risen from the sound of his voice. Her eyelids drifted close. “I missed my bitch.” He pressed a kiss against her forehead, her nipples hardened as if there were a magical connection between the two.

  “I love you, Jasmine. You are my sun. I take you with me to keep me warm and grounded wherever I am.” He kissed he closed eyelids and each cheek. Her greedy pussy throbbed in preparation for his taking.

  “Love you, too, baby,” she whispered.

  He slapped her ass lightly. “Say my name.”

  “I love you, big daddy.” She grinned.

  He laughed harder and pulled her tight. “You are my joy and my delight. I thank the Goddess for your love and your care.”

  She smiled. He was in a rare mood tonight. “Love you, Silas. You brought me something?” She looked up at him with a sly grin as her hand rested between his muscular thighs.

  “Everything I have is yours…baby. Whatever you need I will provide.” He covered her hand and pressed it against his thickening rod. “This belongs to you, anytime, anyplace.”

  She inhaled his woodsy scent, allowing it to fill her. An ached formed deep in her belly. She hadn’t known love like this existed, not until Silas Knight strode into her life. She craved his touch. Needed to hear his voice and see his face. Nothing in her life had prepared her for a connection this deep. She searched her mind for an appropriate response and settled for the unvarnished truth.

  “I’m yours, Silas.”

  His hold on her tightened as he took deep breaths against her chest. She stroked the back of his head to calm him. Her man had been through a lot in the past forty-eight hours. His job…no his calling was not easy, but she knew he was capable of handling the task the Goddess assigned him.

  He moved slightly and slid his mouth over hers. He deepened the kiss, taking full control. Her arms tightened around his neck, she never wanted to let him go. They broke apart on a gasp, sucking in air. Their foreheads met. A tremor of need shook her frame as she tried to pull her scattered thoughts together.

  His palm stroked her back with the same slow caress she had given him earlier. His fingers slipped beneath her shirt and gently lifted it over her head. She leaned back as he removed it from her arms and tossed to the floor.

  The rough pads of his fingertips grazed across her nipples, sending zings of pleasure straight to her core.

  “Mmmm,” she moaned, lost in a blaze of need mixed with lust that he created in her.

  “Beautiful,” he murmured as he rubbed and pulled the pert nubs.

  Feeling as beautiful as he proclaimed, she leaned back in his arms, offering herself to him. When his lips latched onto the base of her neck and sucked hard, her body shuddered, needing more.

  “Silas…” she groaned, feeling the proof of his desire against her stomach. “I need you,” she murmured.

  “I need you, sweet bitch,” he growled after pulling away from her neck. Sharp teeth protruded from his mouth. He tore off her panties and slid her beneath him.

  “No. I want to ride,” she said pushing against his chest.

  He rolled to the side, and she climbed on top. Placing one hand on his chest, she positioned his cock to her entrance with the other and eased down on him. He grimaced as she took it slow. Sweat popped out on his brow as he opened and closed his fist beside them.

  She grinned as she tortured him by easing up and down, tightening her muscles on every other stroke.

  “What’s my name, baby?” She purred watching his jaw tighten.

  “Bitch.”

  A peal of laughter spilled from her lips as she tightened her vaginal walls around him while pulling up slowly.

  “Argh, Jasmine you are killing me. Is this how you greet your man when he returns from war?” He exhaled as his body shook beneath her. He would not come before her, it was some unwritten code of manhood he had. It had become a challenge for her to break him and that rule.

  “No baby, I am just loving on you nice and easy. Good and slow. I like the way you fill me up. How you throb inside me. I feel every ridge of your dick. I love it. I love you.”

  “I love you too, Sweet Bitch. That is why I am allowing you to torture me in this manner, but the game will change in a few moments. My beast is riding me high and hard.”

  Her pussy creamed at his words. Tomorrow she may not be able to walk a straight line, but she would gladly deal with the aftermath for him to take her hot and hard right now. “Oh…okay.”

  “Okay?”

  “Yeah.”

  He flipped her over before she could blink. Holding one bent leg beneath the knee, he slammed into her
repeatedly. Eyes closed, she absorbed each thrust as her body spiraled higher, and grew taut.

  “Oh no, sweetness. Look at me. What’s my name?” he growled through a crowded mouth of sharp teeth.

  She met his emerald green gaze and saw a shadow of his wolf as he pounded into her. Licking her lips she spoke on a gasp. “Baby daddy.”

  He howled and pulled both her legs straight up and entered her again with a powerful thrust.

  “Mmmm, oh yeah,” she said huskily loving the new position. She grabbed her nipples and pulled.

  “Fuck yeah, like that. Pinch them….yesss,” he growled his words becoming more garbled as his excitement grew.

  His pleasure fed hers. When he pulled out, flipped her over and pulled her ass up high she spread her legs. Her man was going to bring it all home and she was ready to fly with him. He slid into her from behind and held her close for a moment. His forehead dropped to the base of her neck.

  “Goddess, you are so damn tight, and sweet. I love you. I love this with you. So good, always good.”

  She warmed beneath his praise and wiggled her ass. “You do this to me. I cannot get enough of you, so get with it, Silas.”

  Lifting, he smacked her ass, sending a curling warmth between her legs. She wiggled her bottom again.

  “Demanding bitch.” He slid in and out of her steady strokes. Wanting more, she pushed against him. He spanked her again.

  “Oh yeah,” she murmured.

  He chuckled and sped up his thrusts, taking her hard, deep and fast. She was in heaven. Closing her eyes she forgot everything except what he was doing to her. Her walls tightened around her. She could no longer keep up and remained still allowing him to drive without assistance. He changed the angle and hit her spot.

  She gasped as her walls clenched. He hit it again and again. Her body tightened. His sharp nails scraped against her nipple. Screaming her pleasure, she shattered, arching her back while her body shook like a leaf in the midst of a storm.

  His roar filled the room as he hurled over the cliff with her. Through their link she felt his satisfaction. His love for her was a shining beacon that never failed to excite and calm her. This man was all hers.

  Breathing hard, they laid side by side on the bed. Absently, she stroked his chest while corralling her thoughts. Now that her immediate needs were taken care of there were some other things they needed to deal with.

  “You are amazing, thank you for welcoming me home. I love that.” He pulled her close and kissed the top of her head. “I checked on the pups on my way here. Everything okay with them? No relapses?” He asked.

  “No. They are back to normal, fighting, playing and trying to get into everything.” She paused and then went ahead. “Mom spends a lot of time sitting in the chair watching them.” If he had a problem with her mother around the kids, she wanted to know now so they could deal with it. Under no circumstances would she tell her mother she could not see her grandkids. Silas would need to get over the past and move forward.

  “That’s good. I would not be surprised if she and Jacques had a litter. He has always wanted a large den.”

  Jasmine stared at him, surprised at his response, but not willing to question her luck, she nodded. “That would be odd, having a younger brother or sister at my age. But life as I knew it has changed.” She shrugged. Later, when she, her mom and Asia met for lunch, she might bring it up to see if her mom would consider having more babies. It would be an interesting conversation.

  There were other matters to discuss. She proceeded to give him an update of the mid-morning crisis.

  “Tomas ran away. Davian called while I was monitoring Asia to say the boy was missing. He wanted permission to go to the Alpha house. It told him Cameron was his Alpha and he could discuss anything with him.”

  “You talked to him? How? I was linked with you.”

  Jasmine gritted her teeth at his irrelevant question. “I stepped to the side for a moment to handle a crisis. I multi-tasked. Anyway the important thing is Tomas was at the Alpha house. He and Thorne left together. Lilly says she had no idea Tomas was there.”

  “He masked his scent?”

  “Don’t know. I let her know I am concerned about their abilities to manage the state if they cannot manage their home.”

  Silas chuckled. “Ouch. That hurt. They are new at this sweet bitch, be nice.”

  “Humph. Not with all the disrespect I had to deal with these two days.”

  He leaned back and looked down at her. “Disrespect?” He asked in a serious tone. You? … my mate has been disrespected? By who?” The grittiness of his voice said his wolf had risen near the surface again.

  “I took care of it. You may notice some voices are mere whispers. Some may have challenges with their posture. They are bent over and unable to stand fully erect. Do not abuse them further. I want the punishments I deliver to be remembered. Beatings fade, but the loss of certain abilities is a part of long lasting memories.”

  He chuckled and pulled her close to his chest, rubbing his chin against the top of her head. “I make no promises. No one disrespects you.”

  She wondered how he would take this next bit of news. “After Tomas and Thorne left the Alpha house, Davian went searching for them. He found them with a remnant of Griggs followers.”

  He stopped moving. “Did he now? I told Cameron to seek those individuals and detain them. Where are they now?”

  Jasmine was not fooled by the calm question. Silas was pissed. It could be because Davian was the one to discover the remnant of rebels and he would need to thank him. Or because Cameron did not find the remnant and Silas would need to chastise him, she did not know.

  “From what Rose told me, Davian fought some of the guys and a couple ran off. Thorne ran with them, but Davian went after Tomas and took him back home. Rose is worried over what will happen to her brother.”

  “She should be concerned. He has chosen sides against me. I do not take kindly to that behavior, not even in pups. Strange his two sisters had no idea he sympathized with Griggs and her cause.”

  Jasmine stretched, and threaded her legs through his. “That is part of the reason Rose feels so guilty. She has been so busy with work and Rone’s family; she hadn’t spent much time with her own. She thinks she would have noticed something if she had been around him more.”

  “Perhaps.”

  She wasn’t sure what that meant, but did not have the energy to pursue that thread of the conversation.

  “Or perhaps she is regretting her interference on my choice of Alphas. She probably realizes her mate would have picked up Thorne’s leaning and put a stop to them before his life was jeopardized. I am sure there is a thread of guilt running through her mind.”

  Jasmine snorted. “Not in my mind. I did not want that position for him either.”

  “You are his mother not his mate. It is different. Plus… Cameron has not reported this infraction to me either.”

  Thinking of the arrogant Alpha, Jasmine was not surprised. “He wants to prove he is as good as or better than your first choice. His words, not mine.”

  “You and Cameron had words?” Hearing the fake calm in his voice she treaded carefully.

  “I explained to him that we did not want Tomas and Thorne to be together. He had a few questions, which I answered. I believe we have an understanding now.” Her hand rested on his chest.

  “When did this happen?” He didn’t bother to hide the aggravation in his voice this time.

  “Yesterday morning before the lab blew.”

  “You did not tell me.”

  “Was I supposed to?”

  There was silence and she snuggled into his chest.

  “No. I guess not. Was he disrespectful?”

  “Not really. I handled it Silas. Either you let me handle things my way or I won’t do this again. We are different. I can’t and won’t fight physically for the right to run things with you, but I am not a doormat either. You, do you and I will do me.”

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nbsp; “I do not care if he is my godson. If he disrespects my mate, he disrespects me and I will kick his ass. You know this and he knows. Do not attempt to cover for him or anyone else. I will do me later today. No one disrespects you,” he growled, pulling her tight.

  Needing space she pushed back a bit and met his confused gaze. “A lot of people don’t even know who I am, you cannot get mad if they don’t respect me in the way you think they should.”

  He frowned. “What do you mean? Everyone knows who you are.”

  She thought about the Alphas who she corresponded with yesterday with questions regarding grant applications. Many had asked impertinent questions before realizing she was his mate.

  “No, wolfie. Everyone does not know who I am.” She explained her experiences in his office and he lapsed into silence.

  He rolled over on his back pulling her with him. She lay on his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart. “You make a valid point. We have put it off too long. I will announce our mating ceremony to the Alphas, so that preparations may begin. We will visit the four points of this country, starting in West Virginia. All of the Alphas and betas will attend a celebration where I present you and my pups. I would like the twins to be presented as well.”