Alpha's Blind Luna

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I smiled, sitting on a blanket in the grassy fields just north of the town center. Zeke was up, running through the grass after our two munchkins who were laughing and trying to avoid him. At one point, Reagan made a quick turn and Zeke must have caught something because he fell out of my sight into the grass. Roaring, I paused my snacking as I tried not not inhale the crackers. Rowan and Reagan had converged on my mate only to climb on top, their heads now visible above the grass.

Suddenly, both of them were lifted up, Zeke carrying each one under his arms and getting back to me and the picnic spread we had laid out.

Once depositing the kids, Zeke flopped down unceremoniously, laying on the blanket. Rowan and Reagan started to rummage through the smaller of the picnic baskets. I clicked my tongue and they both looked up at me.

"Are you hungry?"

Both their heads nodded furiously and I wondered if their necks were still connected.

"Alright. But while you eat, you cannot leave the blanket. The moment you leave, it means you're done eating. Is that understood?"

I smiled as the bobble heads came back with gusto.

"Alright then."

The two of them grabbed their own lunch pails that Zeke packed for them. The rest was stuff for the two of us. Our little family picnic date today. "You're up next. I don't know if I can handle another round."

I chuckled. "Hungry? Thirsty?"

Zeke raised his eyebrow at me, leaning up on his elbows. "I'm always thirsty...'

I growled low and he smirked. "Food, Zeke. Food and drink."

"Oh alright. Sure. Food and drink."

Shaking my head, I pulled out a couple of sandwiches and some blood orange soda Simon's mate started to make with his brewery equipment. He was a little salty about it, considering she only started about a month and a half ago, and already she was selling more than his alcohol.

Zeke sat up, grabbing the sandwich from me first. He the grabbed the soda but with my hand as well, the sparks shooting up my arm and I smirked as he didn't let go.

"You're playing a dangerous game."

His smiled widened before his fingers slipped off mine and he took the soda. Sighing, I only shook my head. Looking back over at the pups, they were happily eating and trading foods back and forth multiple times. The day was beautiful and I was so glad we got to get out and enjoy it.

"I have a gift for you."

Zeke's eyes narrowed. "A gift?"

"Well. Our anniversary is coming up in a couple months and I wanted to do something for it." I looked down, my hands fidgeting in my lap. "I haven't been the best mate over these past couple of years. I know that."

"Vale, you need to stop apologizing. There was nothing to say sorry for and you shouldn't feel the need to make it up to me. You've been amazing, more than I could ask."

I gave him a sad smile, stopping whatever he was going to say. "Still, I want to give you so much more. You're my mate and my family."

"And we are the pups!" Rowan chimed in, now both of them listening to the serious conversation Zeke and I were having.

"Yes, yes you are." I held open my arms and both of them climbed into my lap. "But your Dad doesn't always get it right. Sometimes, he needs to do special things for Daddy, to make up for that." My gaze fell on Zeke again, a light smile on his face.

"You don't have to. It has been just one bad thing after another. I would never hold it against you."

Closing my arms around Reagan and Rowan, they squealed as I squished them tighter and tighter. "That's what makes Daddy so wonderful. That doesn't mean that I don't need to be better."

"You have been, Vale. You don't..."

I shook my head. “I know I don't. But you deserve it, my mate. So I'm taking you to Berlin for four days. I know it's not much but..."

"Germany? Really? I haven't been, at least not in the vacation aspect. The pups..."

Kissing both their heads, I let the squirm out of my grip and back to their lunch boxes. "Will be staying with Uncle Bryan..."

They both wrinkled their noses.

"...and Uncle Hector."

Their faces lit up and they whooped, giving each other a high five. Zeke chuckled.

"Well, we know who the favorite Uncle is."

Reagan made a sour face. "Uncle Bryan puts pool noodles everywhere. And says we can't run or jump or do anything." Rowan chimed in, but his mouth was full of the sandwich, making crumbs fly everywhere. "We can sit and read."

"Don't talk with your mouth full, Rowan." Zeke admonished him. He turned to me. "So just the two of us? For four days?"

I nodded, smiling at the huge smile on his face. "I have three things planned, for sure, but outside of those, we can do whatever you want." His eyebrow rose. "Or whoever?"

A let a growl ripple through me. "No. Not whoever. Just me."

Zeke threw back his head and laughed. I wish I'd brought my DSLR camera. The sunlight caught his face, thrown back in his laughter. It was a moment I wanted to burn into my memory for all time. These moments were precious and even though we'd had much more of them over the year, it still warmed my heart.

"What do you have planned?"

I hummed. "This and that. I contacted the local pack over there too, gave them a heads up we would be in the area."

"Alpha Gregory?"

Nodding, I grabbed some of the grapes out of the bag and popped a few in my mouth. The wind picked up for a moment and the grass swayed, making an incredible rustling sound. Giggling, the twins got up and started to head for the grass.

"You better be done eating!"

"We are!" They shouted together and disappeared into the grass, laughing as the wind blew around them.

Zeke stretched for a moment. "You know, it's been a wonderful. I mean, we've dealt with a lot but all in all, I'm just glad I found you."

I smiled. "I love you, my mate."

Leaning forward, I crawled my way over to his and cut off his giggling with a kiss. His lips responded immediately as they brushed mine. My tongue delving into his mouth. The taste of the blood orange was so strong but his own flavor was there as well. That was what I lived for. Kissing him harder, greedily, my lips pressing against his enough to push him back slightly. I heard him start to purr and my eyes slide open. Faris was looking back at me, his eyes shinning bright.

"Why hello, Faris. Good of you to join the party."

'What about me? I want to join.' Naresh added in, eager to push forward.

'If you do, we will end up having sex in this blanket.'

He chuckled. 'And?'

'We have the pups with us. One second away from them getting a life lesson on how their daddies fuck. Then I'm leaving you to explain that to them.' Suddenly, his presence vanished and I couldn't help but bark out a laugh.

"Mate." Faris was still purring, eyes staring at me without an ounce of flickering.

"Faris, you naughty boy. You shouldn't be taking over for Zeke."

He growled. "Mate."

I started to ask him to give back control but his lips crashed against mine. Hungry and needy, his hands grabbed my braid and pulled me even closer, nearly in his lap. I'm sure if I moved to straddle him it still wouldn't have been close enough. But I leaned by forehead against his and stopped his progress.

"Faris. You're going to have to wait. Give back control."

He growled at me but Naresh came forward and growled back. Suddenly, my sweet Zeke came back, a slightly stunned look on his face. I leaned back, narrowing my eyes.

"Everything okay? It's not like you to allow him complete control."

He gave me a smile, but for the first time, I was able to see just how tired he was. My brows furrowed.

"Don't worry about it. He was just all hot and bothered. You owe him though, you best be prepared." Zeke chuckled, but the tiredness in his voice spoke volumes.

I decided to let it go. We had been busy with the pups and I got a real taste of how much he had been doing with the pack, but this seemed something more. Either he didn't want to talk about it or he didn't even know it was happening. The latter being more likely. He was so observant except when it came to himself. Sometimes, he needed a nudge to take care of himself and because for a while I hadn't been there to help, his health declined dangerously low.

"I'm sure I've got enough lube left for anything he has in mind."

He hummed, his eyes closing as he leaned back into the sun again. I let myself bask in my mates glow before a phone went off. Zeke's eyes peeled

open.

"Not mine. I don't have that ringtone."

Sitting back, I looked through the picnic basket and pulled out my phone. I started at the caller ID.

"Who is it?"

"My dad."

There was a long pause of silence. "Well, pick it up. It's been years right?"

A large part of me didn't want to pick up. I was happy not speaking to him, no matter what my mother had done, my dad was along the same lines, if not worse. Sighing, I swiped the screen and put my phone to my ear.

"Hello?"