I know, I know...I got no business posting another story when I'm overdue on ATTT and FRWL, but what can I say? My fucked up little brain just can't shut up, sorry :)
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"Stop encouraging him, Paul!" she screamed at her husband, glaring at his smiling face.
"Oh come on, Bell, it's just for fun" he laughed.
She crossed her arms over her chest, obviously not swayed by his amusement, no matter how charming it was on his handsome face. Thank Taka Aki for those wolf genes, she thought- not for the first time- as she watched the lines etched on his tanned skin.
The man was still downright gorgeous after more than twenty years spent by her side, three kids, tribal duties, cold ones hunting and the house they'd built together. Yet time couldn't leave more than a few marks here and there on her hot-blooded husband, his Gods had seen to that. It seemed like a fair trade to her, considering the sacrifices they required of their Protectors, not to mention the man turning beast part of it.
She loved the wolf just as much as the man, but she knew first-hand the cost of protecting the tribe and their loved ones. For Paul, it came with an extra bonus to top it off, a temper he'd learned to control over the years, but that came very close to breaking things off between him and his imprint of a wife a few times over those years.
They had their ups and downs, just like every couple, and sometimes, being an imprint or an imprinted wolf made it worse, contrary to popular belief. Sometimes, their bond made them clash like no other couple would, with his primal temper and her strong will, though they'd never failed to make up so far.
When it came to their children, they had different fears but were great partners, each one had the other's back, presenting a united front to their offsprings no matter their possible disagreements. They'd argue back and forth on the porch, often wandering in the woods together, like today, to keep their kids from seeing them angry at each other.
"He's going to get caught and we'll see if you're still laughing then," Bella berated him as he took her in his arms, cajoling his grunting wife into a quick kiss before she poked him in the chest. "Don't distract me, Lahote, this is serious. My mother suggested earlier that they bring a crew together to hunt the mythical creatures of Forks. You'd have heard that brilliant plan too, if only you weren't laughing your ass off with our son-"
"Bell, he won't get caught, trust me," he interrupted his imprint's growing anger with a slow kiss, catching her lips before she could get any more riled up. "I agree, it was a stupid prank, a funny one, but he's just being a teenager, there's nothing for you to worry about," he promised.
"Next time Phil asks me if I've seen the giant dog in our backyard," she began, getting on her tip toes to kiss her jerk of a husband, "you're on cleaning duties for a month, Wolf."
The man smirked while the wolf whimpered, watching the sway of his mate's hips as she angrily closed the door.
Thanks to his misbehaving son, there would be make up sex on the menu tonight- if only he could get the children over to Charlie and Sue before her anger abated completely.
There was never a dull moment in their lives, between raising their kids, pack duties and finding some one on one time with his imprint, but Paul was a happy man. For the umpteenth time, he thanked Taha Aki and his mysterious ways, for giving an asshole like him such a worthy mate, the perfect partner for him, to handle all the shit life threw at them, together.
Including a mischievous teenage son whose idea of fun included scaring the shit out of his step grandfather in his wolf form, spurring his grandmother to a mythical hunt around their forest.
