Part 10

"What are you doing?" asked Hotch as he came into the living room where Spencer was busy on his very ancient laptop, which he refused to get rid of because it had been a gift from Leo and Gertie and therefore, had sentimental value.

It was the very next day, which was Sunday and the two men had had a very pleasant day with the eight children watching movies on DVD and spending time in the park, which was quite a distance away from the house.

"Well, I was looking to see if there was any other Reids in the Las Vegas area," Spencer explained. "Ones that were born in the last 10 to 16 years. I'm certainly no Garcia, but I do know my way around a computer system, but at the moment I'm just looking up information that's public knowledge and not getting into any sites that are protected. I never even thought about the fact that my father might have other children after he abandoned his family and it was you that got me curious to see if my brothers and I do have any half siblings."

"Births are sometimes mentioned in the paper," Hotch said and Spencer nodded, "but usually only if it's somebody who's well known like an actress."

"Or a well known businessman or lawyer and that's what my father is," Spencer told his mate. "My father is a very good attorney and I can't see that stop being true just because he abandoned his family. In fact, it was in the paper 16 years ago when it was discovered that my father just abandoned his wife and three sons for no reason that was for public consumption, as we didn't exactly make my mother's schizophrenia public or father's treatment of his sons. There was no way that my father would have wanted it to get out that my mother had schizophrenia in the first place because he would have considered it a major embarrassment at the very least. Anyway, I know a lot of those papers have online versions and that they keep back copies and this is true of the Las Vegan Review-Journal and the Las Vegas Sun, which are the two major daily newspapers where I grew up. What I'm doing is checking back in their archive to see if there's any mention of children being born to William Reid. With the speed I read it shouldn't take me too long to check and if I don't discover anything there, there's other places I can look for the information."

"You know I wouldn't be surprised if your father lost some business when the news of him, abandoning his wife and three sons got out," Hotch said with a frown.

"Probably not much, because my father is not a family lawyer, he's more into getting criminals off with just a slap on the wrist and I can just see the criminals loving him."

"Yeah, you're right," Hotch finally agreed after he had frowned in thought. "So have you found anything?"

"No," Spencer admitted as he sped read several articles, "but then I didn't really expect to, but I thought I'd get it out of the way."

"So what are you going to do after you finish reading years of old newspapers? I mean I can check my email and I know my way around a computer system, but I'm nowhere near as competent as Garcia or even you are, especially when it comes to digging out information."

"Well, I thought I'd type in William Charles Reid, Las Vegas into a search engine and see what comes up," Spencer explained. "If I do that I will get every single thing that's ever been put on the internet with a combination of those three names and the city. That will likely be thousands of links and a lot of it won't have anything to do with my father, but hopefully, I'll find something."

"You could also try adding attorney or lawyer, as I doubt very much that there is another person by that name or a combination thereof in Las Vegas that's also in that profession and that should give you fewer choices."

"That's an excellent suggestion," Spencer told his mate gratefully kissing him on the cheek, "and you are right by the way, it should give me fewer links to search through."

Hotch fell silent and sat in a chair close to where his mate was busy with his laptop and picked up a book that he hadn't had a chance to read as yet, since he had been very busy.

"Ah huh!" Spencer exclaimed softly more than half an hour later.

"Find something?" asked Hotch looking up from his book

"Yes," Spencer said appearing to be rapidly reading something on his computer screen.

Hotch waited patiently knowing that Spencer would tell him as soon as he finished reading whatever it was.

Finally Spencer looked up, his expression unreadable.

"So what did you find?" Hotch asked gently.

"Well, it turns out that you were right and he does have a few children by another woman, although whether or not she's a werewolf we have no way of knowing, at least right now. It turns out that my father remarried again as soon as he learned of my mother's death, within just a month actually and they already have six children, one set of twins and the other quadruplets. Actually the twins are the age that tells me that the woman was involved with my father before mom's death, even if he had officially left her. She also has a set of quadruplets that would have been born when I was about 13, which means there's about six years age difference between the twins and the quads. "

"Werewolf pups usually aren't so far apart, but then we have a rather unusual situation here. The way I see it the twins were wanted, possibly to keep William Reid from breaking up with her and then the quads were likely an accident as most woman might have one pup or in this case two to stop a relationship from breaking or to force someone into marriage, but I can't see a woman having anymore until the man in question makes an honest woman of her, especially not someone like this Lynda Boyle who seems far to sensible to get pregnant a second time without some sort of guarantee."

"You do have a point," Spencer agreed.

"And also it's possible that the twins at least aren't William Reid's. For all you know this Lynda Boyle could've been married before and her husband could've died or she could be divorced."

"That's possible too," Spencer admitted, "I don't think it's too likely, but it's possible. The reason I don't think it's too likely is I can't see my father accepting another man's kids, considering how he treated his own. He just isn't that compassionate or know a single thing about how to deal with young children considering how he treated me and my brothers, which ought to prove that he was unwilling even to learn. In any case, unless this Lynda Boyle just happens to be my father's Lifemate, which I also consider extremely unlikely then my father was likely cheating on my mother before he left. I'm not saying it's impossible that this Lynda is my father's mate, just that it's a very low probability."

"Yes, I definitely agree with that," Hotch said with a nod. "The odds would be absolutely astronomical if he discovered his Lifemate shortly after he left your mother or even before."

"No, I'm sure we will find that this Lynda Boyle is nothing more than what my mother was a passing interest, where I'm sure he believes he's in love, which might even be true, though I consider it unlikely. Actually, I'm not sure that my father is actually capable of love, infatuation yes, but true love, at least the kind that lasts a lifetime, absolutely not. Also we have to consider the fact what Mack Burke thinks of one of our kind marrying a human, so she's likely a werewolf, unless of course, he isn't still in charge of the pack anymore, because there is no way that my father would dare defy a direct edict of the Alpha as he doesn't have a strong enough personality to do that."

"I'm sure there are other werewolves that are married to humans within the pack," Hotch said with a frown.

"There were back when me and my brothers were still part of the pack, but I can't see that still being true, unless of course, the werewolf and their human spouse either leave Las Vegas and join another pack or stay in Las Vegas, but not be part of any pack, except their own family or like my father the werewolf in question leaves their human spouse and their children. Those are the only three options I see unless Mack Burke is no longer in charge of the Las Vegas pack or our assumptions are wrong entirely. Of course, as far as I know the other pups that have one human parent, which was most of the pack back then actually, didn't have mothers or fathers that were sick like my mom was, so that could have possibly made a difference."

"Maybe it's not humans that Mack objected to, but the fact that your mother was so ill," Hotch suggested.

"That's very possible," Spencer admitted. "On the other hand, while my mother's illness wasn't exactly a secret it didn't really start manifesting until me and my brothers were about six and I know that Mack hated us before that, so in hindsight probably not, though it could certainly be part of the reason."

"Not liking werewolves marrying humans is just stupid," Hotch said with a frown, "as our species has been doing that as long as it's been in existence, which has been for thousands of years. A werewolf hating other werewolves for marrying humans...well, there's got to be some reason that Mack appears to hate humans in general or at least werewolves marrying them. I'll tell you one thing though, if he really does hate humans in general just as we believe, then he can't have much of a pack left, since most of them are likely to have a human parent or spouse."

"You know maybe we're overthinking things as there is a fairly simple motive that didn't occur to me before now, one of the oldest in the world actually and that's jealousy," Spencer suggested after moment. "It could be that Mack wanted my mother for himself and so hated her children by extension, because they weren't his."

"That's a more likely possibility then Burke just hating humans marrying other werewolves since it quite likely that at least one of his parents was human," said Hotch. "Of course, if it was the possibility we thought of originally then I don't see Burke lasting all these years as Alpha and he should have been overthrown."

"Well, we won't really know until we go to Las Vegas will we?" Spencer said. "I'm sure Burke believes me and my brothers are dead if he's still alive that is and hasn't been killed by the pack. As for my father, I'm sure he truly believes that me, Dylan and Trevyn have passed away a decade and a half ago. I know that my father didn't believe that the three of us would survive all these years on our own because he considered all of us to be weak willed and utterly useless even though we were only seven when he left. I mean you can't really tell how a child is going to turn out at seven years old, as it's partly a person's life experiences that make them who they are. I don't believe he was counting on me and my brothers forming our own pack where we helped each other survive day to day."

"Yes, you defied the odds and survived and I want your father to see that you did before I officially take his life or at least beat the shit out of him depending on circumstances. I want him to realize that he was wrong to leave you, your brothers and your mother. I realize that there are despicable people among werewolves just like they are among humans, but for one of them to be your father makes me feel more furious than I have ever been in my entire life. Now, I realize that's partly the bond that we share as Lifemates, but I would still be at least mostly this upset if I found out that say my brothers or sisters spouse was doing to them and their pups what your father did to his family."

"Yes, I can see that happening, since you love all your siblings, just like you love me. You know I've never heard of a family as large as yours, at least not with only one wife. Now if we were talking about in Africa, like say Egypt and if you were Muslim, then I could see having 28 siblings because Muslims are allowed four wives, but for one woman to have that many children even if it was all multiples, well..."

"Believe me, I know how unusual my family is due to the size," Hotch said dryly. "However, even though it didn't happen in your pack as far as you know and since werewolves tend to have large families anyway, some of the wolves in my pack had just as many children as my parents did. I know a couple who are Lifemates who had 40 pups before they finally stopped."

"40?" Spencer choked. "Are you serious?"

"Oh, yes, the couple in question married when they were 18 as they knew immediately when they met that they were Lifemates. Both of them went to the same college and got their education so that they could get good jobs, even though Eli comes from a very well-off family. Actually, his parents tried to write Eli out of their will because they didn't approve of his choice of wife. Eli's parents were a couple that didn't believe in Lifemates as like my parents their marriage was arranged and as the saying goes misery loves company. They wanted to arrange a marriage for him as soon as he graduated college, but Eli didn't want that even before he met his mate. Eli, and Isabeau met totally by accident, as they grew up in different packs and different cities, but as soon as they did they knew they were meant to be together and would be miserable without each other."

"So what happened with Eli's parents?" Spencer asked genuinely interested.

"Well, it turns out that Jane, Eli's mother, didn't really have control of the money, at least not when it came to writing somebody out of the family will as that privilege was left to her older sister Elisabet who refused to do what her sister wanted."

"So she was the executor then and the only one that could change it," Spencer summarized. "The parents money was likely held in trust for their children and there were likely certain conditions that would've had to be met in order for either Jane or Elisabet to be able to access more then a small portion of it."

"Yes, that's exactly right, as Elisabet's and Jane's parents left her in charge of the family money and while Eli's mother got a nice big chunk in the form of a trust fund she didn't have the power to write anybody out of it, not even her own son. Of course, she could prevent her son from getting her portion by writing him out of her will, however, while Jane's trust fund was quite significant and certainly enough to raise any pups she had, Elisabet had control of much more as she was considered more responsible then her younger sister."

"So from your story I take it that this Elisabet didn't disapprove of Eli's Lifemate, and in fact, I'm assuming he inherited quite a significant portion of the family money."

"Oh, yes, he did because unfortunately, and although it's uncommon where werewolves are concerned it turned out that Jane wasn't very fertile and had only five pups, all single births except for one set of twins and all the them are years apart, much more so then is normal. Usually only two years or less separate most werewolf pups from each other. Eli is the oldest and he has three sisters and one brother. Anyway the next oldest, which is a girl, is about six years younger and I know that there were several attempts to get pregnant and that she miscarried at least three times in those six years. The third child, is only about four years younger than the second and was the only other boy born to Jane. Nearly ten years after that a pair of twin girls was born, but since by this time Jane was over 40 it was decided that she shouldn't try to have anymore or least that's what the doctor recommended, because from what I know the birth of her twin daughters was extremely hard on her."

"Probably partly because of her age and also as you said she had trouble giving birth so I am not surprised that the doctor recommended that she not try to have anymore as people still die in childbirth every day and that includes werewolves," Spencer surmised. "Personally, I think it's karma considering she appears to be something like your mother, just wanting to make everybody as miserable as she is. Personally, I think that arranged marriages should be forgotten about entirely and not used in today's society as from all I know about them it's very rare that couples are actually in love or fall in love in the years they are married when a marriage is arranged, but then that's me. I think arranged marriages bring nothing but unhappiness and misery, which most people then feel the need to spread around, because as you said misery loves company. Some people just aren't strong enough to buck their parents expectations, even if they know they'll be miserable. So did your parents ever try to arrange a marriage for you, well your mother anyway, since your father was dead by the time you graduated college?" asked Spencer changing the subject.

"Yes, my mother wanted to arrange a marriage with another well-off, werewolf family with a daughter around the same age and before you ask her name was Haley. I told my mother that there was no way I was going to agree to an arranged marriage and that if I did marry it would be for love and for no other reason. Before I met you, I just never found anyone that I could truly fall in love with. I'm not saying I didn't date a little, because you would know I was lying and I promised never to do that, but none of those women clicked if you know what I mean."

"Well, since I never dated at all, I'm not sure precisely what you mean. I've heard that expression, but that's about it," Spencer said.

"It just means that you get along with the person you're dating from the start," Hotch explained. "That you feel a connection to that person almost like a Lifemate bond come to think of it, except that no actual bond exist like it does when one of our kind meets their Lifemate. Actually, it means the same thing as love at first sight, as sometimes even humans know when they have met the one that is meant for them, although that doesn't happen very often and is a much rarer event than it is with werewolves. Those are the types of marriages that last until one of the couple dies and are usually very happy throughout the marriage."

"Well, that when that happens it sounds like a pair of Lifemates to me at least from what I know of the subject, even if it's not called the same thing among the humans," Spencer said smiling.

"It is basically the same thing," Hotch agreed. "The Lifemates I know always end up being very happy together. I'm not saying that their relationship is perfect, because they still argue sometimes, just that they work things out and are willing to compromise more than some ordinary couples. There is also the bond between them, which allows them to know the others feelings, which is another reason that divorce is unknown and even the death of a pup due to being stillborn or because of some medical problem afterwards is not enough to separate them."

"They don't let their difference or their pride get in the way and they don't lose their common ground," Spencer said and Hotch nodded.

"Yes, and being able to feel your partner's emotions helps with that, as you know how they really feel even if you have trouble expressing it in words," Hotch said. "So what else have you discovered about your father and his family?"

"Well...not much really, except the newspaper did briefly talk about some of his more well-known cases and how he got some major criminals off with just slaps on the wrist. I can find out more if I wanted to do it illegally, but I'm not good enough to do that and not get caught. As I said I'm not half as good on the computer as Garcia seems to be and I'm sure she could find much more information, even without doing it illegally then I can and take less time doing it to. I found out what I wanted to know and that is I do have half siblings, at least four of them and probably six, so for now I'll just leave it alone, although I'll check back periodically to see if there's anything new."

"In that case, I think we need to spend at least the next couple of hours with our pups and then I plan on taking you to bed and fucking you senseless for what remains of the day and night before we have to go back to work tomorrow. I won't be surprised in the least if we catch a case first thing and that means being separated until we get back home at least at night."

Spencer blushed, but looked his mate straight in the eye and said boldly for him anyway, "I won't object to that I promise you, as you've got me addicted to having your cock in my body and I want you all time."

Hotch smirked at that beyond pleased that Spencer felt comfortable enough to say something like that to him considering that they had only been mated for a month at that point in time. Hotch had believed that it would take much longer before Spencer would be so bold as to talk like that, months at the least if not two or three years, but he seemed to be having a positive effect on his mate. Apparently, he had done a good enough job of giving Spencer confidence in their relationship that his mate felt comfortable enough talking like that. Well, so long as they were alone as he was sure that Spencer never would've said anything so bold in company, which was fine as he was a private person as well.

"Well, you're only 23, and therefore, your libido is still in overdrive and it will probably be for at least another five or six years probably until you are about 30. Of course, it varies from man to man, but I was around 30 when my libido finally calmed down to where I didn't have to masturbate as frequently or have sex if I was dating someone. I was never one for one night stands like some men are, so usually I just masturbated."

"I never imagined I would have an overactive libido, because I never imagined that I would ever find someone that I was sexually attracted to," said Spencer. "I always imagined myself something like a monk, as monks from centuries ago never dated and definitely never married. They spent their lives in quiet contemplation with their god and copied books that were always beautifully illustrated in those days. Monks had very little in the way of personal possessions, they gave to the poor and helped the sick and that was the extent of their human contact."

Hotch smirked at that for he could imagine Spencer enjoying that kind of life, except maybe for the isolation. "I can imagine you liking that kind of life, except perhaps, for the isolation. I can see you enjoying the solitude, but sooner or later you would need human contact. Not to mention I can just imagine you reading through whatever library the monks had in a very short space of time and I know I haven't known you very long but I have noticed that you need constant stimulation to keep your intelligent mind occupied."

"Alright, so I couldn't live a monk's life totally, but there're certain aspects of it that I really do find appealing," Spencer admitted with a blush not realizing that Aaron already knew him pretty well considering the short amount of time they had known each other.

"Most people enjoy quietness in order to think sometimes," Hotch said gently. "I certainly enjoy occasional quietness when I am alone with no pups, nobody, but myself. Now you are included in that as you know how to be quiet to and how to enjoy it. I think everybody needs time to just be by themselves and enjoy the silence, no family, or friends or even acquaintances, nobody and as busy as our life is, that doesn't happen very often, so when we do get some quiet time, well, I for one treasure it."

"Yes, I do too," Spencer agreed. "I remember going some days, where I did nothing except relax and read for enjoyment and not for my college classes or because I was learning new facts, but just because I enjoyed it."

"Well, it's nice to know we're similar in that way anyway," Hotch said with a satisfied smile.

"I know you had already noticed when I didn't talk much sometimes," Spencer said with a knowing grin.

"I had and I had already figured out the likely reason for it, but still it's nice to hear it confirmed nonetheless," Hotch said.

"Well, my quiet time is a way to relieve stress, from the job now, although when I was in college it was a way just to be without having to put up with the way other college students picking on me and my brothers, because we were so much younger than they were. Actually, the three of us put up with a lot of nasty remarks while we were in classes or in the hallway going to class, but once we left to go back to Leo and Gertie's place it was my way to just forget about those remarks. Sometimes though, I went on a long run in the forest in my wolf form, even when it wasn't the full moon and some of the pack in that area did the same thing, so usually I had company when I wanted to go for a run. I didn't really mind it, since I got along well with most of the pack."

"And where does sex fit into that?" Hotch asked with a smirk already sure he knew the answer, although he still wanted to hear it from his mate's mouth.

"I have found in the last month that having sex with you is a great stress reliever and I feel absolutely boneless, sated and satisfied by the time you're done having your way with me. I love the feeling of having your cock in my body and I know I was afraid of your Knot that first time, but now I enjoy the sensation of having you locked inside me," Spencer said blushing a brilliant red, all the way to the tips of his ears.

"You never have to be embarrassed about admitting things like that to me because you know I'll never tell anyone," Hotch soothed, even as he came to sit beside his mate on the couch immediately pulling him onto his lap, laptop and all.

"I know," Spencer said quietly, even as he buried his head into the side of Hotch's neck, inhaling his mouthwatering scent. "I've always embarrassed easily I'm afraid, and I don't see that changing anytime soon, if ever."

"Well, most Omegas I know embarrass rather easily," Hotch admitted. "It seems to go along with their usually quiet and gentle personalities. Every human or werewolf for that matter is different and there's nothing wrong with getting embarrassed rather easily."

"It's only when we talk about stuff like that, that I get embarrassed so easily," said Spencer. "I know I can trust you or I never would have answered your question so boldly or honestly."

"Believe me, I was very pleased with your answer, because although while I knew intellectually that you enjoyed having sex with me just as much as I do with you it's still nice to hear it verbally confirmed, once in awhile," Hotch told him kissing his mate on the nape of the neck causing Spencer to purr in pleasure.

"I'll make sure I say it more often because I do enjoy the sex, even if I'm sore a lot of the time, which disappears in a few hours luckily," Spencer promised. "That's one of the reasons I ask you to lock me, so often because I know the soreness will disappear relatively quickly instead of me being sore for days, if I was human."

"I had already figured that out for myself thanks," Hotch smirked, but then gave his mate a tender kiss on the top of his head. "Believe me, if you were a bitch, you would be pregnant with a whole litter of pups, that I promise you, but since it goes against genetics with us being the same-sex we can just enjoy ourselves without us having to worry about me getting you pregnant and thanks to the fact that we work for the government we don't even have to worry about STDs, since we have to have a physical once a year, as being a werewolf doesn't prevent every human or dog disease just a lot of them."

"As I told you back after we had only known each other a week I would love to have pups with you, but that's just not genetically possible as you said, which is a shame."

"It is, but unfortunately, we just weren't made that way," Hotch said with a philosophical shrug. "I suppose it's just as well considering that we have eight pups to raise as it is and we also have extremely busy careers so we don't have much time to think about such things anyway, still, it's something that I really would have liked."

"Me too," Spencer agreed as he cuddled into Hotch's chest, "me too."

~~~The Alpha Werewolf and his Mate~~~

"Spencer, there's something I've been meaning to mention to you that we both need to do together," Hotch said not exactly sure how to bring up the fact that the two of them needed to mark their territory and what this meant was the two of them transformed into their wolf forms and peed on the doorstep and under each window and on various trees. His property, was out of the city limits and although there were other houses they weren't close together like they were in the city. Still they were close enough that Hotch always had to be careful marking his front door and under the windows on the same side of the house and be sure nobody was observing him so he usually did it late at night whenever his neighbors were likely to be in bed. Luckily, in the dark he was going to be mistaken for a large dog that was just marking his territory and so no one so far had commented on seeing something out of the ordinary.

"What's that?" Spencer asked, as he looked up from where he was reading a book with his legs all stretched out in front of him.

"Well," Hotch hedged and Spencer looked at him knowing that his mate wasn't one to hesitate in telling him something, so he knew he wasn't going to like it as Aaron usually just spit out what he was thinking.

"You know that in several ways we're just like wolves," Hotch said hoping that Spencer would figure it out on his own so he wouldn't have to have to say the words, although he would if he had to.

"Yyyyeeeessss," Spencer said drawing out the word wondering where his mate was going with this.

"Well, do you know how a wolf marks his territory?" asked Hotch.

"Well," Spencer said thoughtfully, "they pee on trees and other vegetation... Oh, no, you don't mean what I think you do, do you," Spencer said suddenly catching onto what Aaron was trying to imply. "You aren't trying to say that we need to mark our territory in that way."

"I am," Hotch admitted glad that his mate had caught on so fast, but then he should've expected nothing less, considering how intelligent Dr. Spencer Reid was. "We both should've been doing it, for the last few months, ever since we got together actually, but what was more important was getting to know each other and since you weren't raised in a pack it just never occurred to you that we also mark our territory, which is understandable. This is one of the reasons I bought a house outside the city, but that still isn't too far away from work just an hour or so. I've been doing it myself when you've been in the shower or doing something else, but you need to do it to or other wolves won't know that I am mated and therefore, off the market and it'll be like there's a single werewolf living here instead of two. Trust me, that can cause numerous problems, even if it might not."

Spencer made a face, but knew that regular wolves marked their territory by peeing and he should have realized sooner that werewolves would do the same to let other wolves know that a particular territory was taken. The human in him was revolted and protested that he was civilized and he didn't go peeing out in the open on trees, plants and the ground and that it wasn't sanitary besides. In this case though, the Omega wolf in him trumped the human and it was telling him that this was the right thing to do and it wouldn't want other wolves to think that Aaron was single and trying to take his mate away from him when it could've easily been prevented. It wasn't that he didn't know that Aaron couldn't handle himself and any female advances, but it was just better to nip any problems in the bud.

"I understand why you didn't tell me sooner, since I might have being a lot more adverse to the idea if you had told me any earlier," Spencer said.

"You're not going to argue about it?" asked Hotch in astonishment. "I figured since you were raised basically as a human that you would have human sensibilities."

"Oh, I do, because the human in me is disgusted at the very idea of peeing out in the open on a tree or the ground, however, the Omega in me is telling me that you are correct and this is just the natural way of things. If you hadn't spent so much time with me getting me to trust my inner wolf more, I know I'd be more against the idea then I am so all your tutoring in the stuff I should have learned when I was younger has not been in vain."

"Well, good," Hotch said relieved.

"So how often do you mark your territory?" Spencer asked curiously

"How often do we do we it?" Hotch corrected and Spencer nodded accepting the mild rebuke with good grace. "At least every other week, but if it rains, especially if it's a lot it needs to be done more often because the rain washes the scent away."

"That makes sense," Spencer admitted quietly putting his book aside. "We'll have to do that then as I'm assuming that's why you're mentioning it now."

"Well, yes, the back part of the house which faces the woods can be done now, but as for the front even though the neighbors are not too close together I usually do late at night so I can be mistaken for a dog if any of the neighbors are still up at one or two o'clock in the morning."

"So you pee on various trees in the backyard to mark your territory," Spencer said.

"Also under each window the doorsteps both front and back. Any point of entrance, is peed on either on the ground outside or on the wall under it," Hotch explained. "Doing this makes other wolves understand that this house is protected and if you are an enemy not to enter unless you want to meet your death or at least be in the fight of your life, although friends are always welcome. I'm sure you know that real wolves brains automatically translate what the smell of the pee means and know to stay away if they don't want a brutal lesson unless you are a friend or don't mean any harm and just want to meet the occupants of the house."

"So you're saying our brains do the same thing, automatically translate what the smell of the pee means," Spencer said.

"Yes, and a wolf can tell what rank another wolf is just from the smell of their pee depending on how strong or weak it is, also the age and the gender. I'll start teaching you how to differentiate between the differences in pee. You can tell from a wolf's pee whether its a young pup and what family they belongs to or a teenager or someone who's older or elderly. A young pup not yet old enough to be out in his own will smell just a little bit like his parents since they're together almost all the time. My sons and daughters for instance if you take time to really notice they smell just a little bit like me and now like you since you spend so much time with them."

"Well, I knew a real wolf's nose was that sensitive, but I had no idea that our noses were that sensitive at least in our human forms," Spencer said fascinated in spite of himself.

"Yes, we keep a lot of our wolfish attributes even in human form," Hotch admitted. "I'm sure you've noticed that our hearing is keener then a normal human even in these forms, well, so is our sense of smell. I'm surprised you haven't noticed, but I suppose if you grew up with it and weren't aware that certain wolfish attributes carry over to your human form and that your sense of smell is one of those that does, then isn't likely it would occur to you."

"Well, I suppose we had better get it over with," Spencer sighed and rose from where he was sitting.

"Don't think of it is such a inconvenience and a chore," Hotch told Spencer with a little grin, as he noticed the lines of disgust and revulsion in every line of his mate's body.

"You might think my reaction is amusing," Spencer told an with a rather disgusted expression. "If you say this is necessary than it is, but the human in me is absolutely revolted at what I am about to do, even if the wolf in me knows it's right and to stop other wolves from invading our territory. I know if I had been raised in a pack I would consider doing this perfectly natural, but since I wasn't..."

"I'm sorry I thought it was amusing," Hotch apologized sincerely. "You're right, if you had been raised in a pack this would be perfectly natural to you. You wouldn't be disgusted because as a pup your wolfish instincts would have been gently reinforced until it was totally natural. However, if you do it often enough over the next few months it will start to seem just as natural to you now as it should have been all along as the Omega wolf within you takes over temporarily, so that pretty soon you won't think anything of marking your territory as you will just do it, as if it's the most natural thing in the world because really it is."

"Yes, it is natural for a real wolf to mark their territory, Omega or not," Spencer admitted, as he started to remove his clothes slowly.

"And the same is true for our kind, just think of yourself as a real wolf in this case if that helps, because that's exactly what you are when you're in your wolf form and marking your territory which is a perfectly ordinary thing for a real wolf to do," Hotch suggested.

"I'll try," Spencer said quietly. "I know this is necessary, but still part of me is totally revolted, although as you suggested that will probably fade in a few months if I do it often enough."

"I'm proud of you for being able to put aside your revulsion and disgust to do this," Hotch praised his mate sincerely, "especially since you weren't raised in the ways of our kind due to circumstances that were beyond your control."

"Well, I definitely wouldn't want some female werewolf, like Elin thinking you were available just because it was only your scent that was marking the area," Spencer said. "Don't think I haven't noticed how some of the female wolves of the pack keep eyeing you as if you're a piece of meat, even though they've never done anything about it since you're officially off the market and they aren't stupid, but that doesn't stop them from looking. Who knows what will happen if some stranger comes into town if she comes across our territory and catches the scent of another wolf and gets curious. If my scent is there as well that will tell whoever it is that you're not single and therefore, you're untouchable in that way."

"Protecting your property?" Hotch asked amused.

"You got that right," Spencer said firmly looking straight into his mate's eyes. "You're mine, just as I am yours and I will not have some amorous female or even another male try to take you from me. If me adding my scent to yours will prevent that from happening then I'm willing to do it."

"I am yours," Hotch told him gently, but with a tender look in his eyes. "I hope you know that deep in your heart and not just in your head."

"I do," Spencer told Aaron gently kissing him on the lips. "I have no doubt of the fact that you love me and you know I love you with every atom of my being."

"Good," Hotch said relieved and finished getting undressed. "Let's get this done and once we get back I plan on having my wicked way with you," Hotch added with the wicked gleam in his dark eyes.

Spencer rolled his eyes and said, "You'll just use any reason to fuck me senseless, won't you?"

"Of course I will," Hotch teased him. "I am still young and healthy, especially for a werewolf with a very active libido. Besides, you are absolutely irresistible."

Spencer sighed, but said nothing more really because he couldn't honestly find a reason to object to the fact that Aaron used any excuse to make love to him, since he had never been so desired before by anybody else and so he liked to it have it reaffirmed as often as possible that Aaron truly did love him and couldn't live without him.

"Let's do this," Spencer said finally transforming, which was much more smooth than it had used to be, but then he been getting a lot of practice thanks to Aaron and headed straight for the doggie door.

Hotch watched his mate admiring him for a moment, until he disappeared and then did the same following his mate out the doggie door that had been installed in the kitchen.

~~~The Alpha Werewolf and his Mate~~~