Well I had the lovely misfortune of my computer crashing and I was very lucky to pull this story off my hard drive. So forgive me for not updating, since my computer was in the shop. Ive also been studying like mad for midterms.
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Carla thought getting ready for work Monday morning felt strange. She had officially missed over two weeks of work, and having to explain to her boss why she had suddenly disappeared for a few days was hard. She had lied and said that her grandmother had fallen in the home she was at and was rushed to the emergency room. She had been scolded for not letting them know earlier (not that she could in the state she was in) and was given a few weeks off to ensure that her grandmother was okay.
She used this time to get her mind straight and at first it was hard. It didn't seem like it was really happening to her and she constantly had to remind herself what was going on. First she was bonded for life as mates with Alcide and how he had awkwardly asked her to be his girlfriend.
It was obvious before that the two were attracted to each other, and now it was even stronger. The only way Carla could explain it was that before it was almost like a crush on each other, and now it was like they were soul mates. They lusted and craved each other's attention and it made it hard for her to get to know Alcide.
They had tried to refrain from more sex, since Carla had clearly not enjoyed it the first time but being around each other made them like little rabbits. The urges were always there, but like hot flashes they became so strong that she would blink then suddenly she was under Alcide. Alcide assured her that they would calm down when their inner wolfs were completely satisfied that they both knew about their bond.
The second thing was she was indeed pregnant; she had even gone to the doctors to confirm what she already knew. She was only about two weeks along, but it was enough for him to give her a load of pamphlets and more appointments in the office then she would care to have. She refused to look at them and simply tossed them on the table, she had caught Alcide trying to look at them and shot him a look that challenged him to open one in front of her.
She didn't feel pregnant, if anything she could only feel the overpowering urge to be dominated by Alcide. It made her feel a little skanky. She was after all a virgin two weeks ago, and now she possibly had more sex then most people had in a year.
She finally had enough and standing naked in the kitchen she threw her hands above her head shouting, "That's it! I can't take it anymore! If I black out one more time I'll go crazy! I'm going back to work on Monday!"
Alcide stood pulling his pants up and rubbing his head in frustration. He had agreed, after all what was the point of sex if you didn't remember it half the time. Their wolves needed time apart, and he hoped that they would settle down. He thought that in a way it might be like reassuring a child his parents would return by forcing time apart.
This made Monday hard, and it took them both over an hour to make it out the front door. Alcide had almost caved in and stopped Carla from leaving. In a moment of clarity he grabbed her with half her uniform on and dragged her to the front porch where he locked her and Bruce out of the house. He had to walk away from the door clenching his jar and digging his fingers into his arm, the sharp pain reminding him that this is what they needed.
This moment made it clear to him that Carla was not as in control of her wolf as she thought she was. She stood at the door, half of her uniform on and a tank top, whimpering to be let back in for twenty minutes. She then got some sense over herself and jumped in her police car slightly humiliated.
Needless to say they were both late for work, Alcide even more than he expected because he couldn't leave the house with Carla whimpering on the front step. He knew if he tried to leave when she was on the front step they would still be home, humping like rabbits.
Alcide was irritated with himself when he pulled up to work, skidding his tires and sending clouds of dust in the air. It didn't go unnoticed by the men he worked with as they all stopped and watched him get out of his truck slamming the door behind him.
Alcide's father Jackson, spit on the ground before muttering to the men to get back to work. A few of the men shot him a dirty look, and those few men were of course werewolves that belonged to the pack that Jackson had been kicked out of many years ago.
It was never talked about amongst the men, and any kind of relationship they had with Jackson was rocky. These men of course had no problem with Alcide, but due to unfortunate events, strained their relationship. They had been told by their pack master to keep their relationship strictly professional, and by their law they had to listen to their pack master. Even if they all very badly wanted to go back to the way they were friends before.
These men would never say what was on their mind, because it could be punishable by death. But they had all wished Alcide had taken pack master and not JD. Things were worse since JD had taken over, and they all felt it was time they had a fair pack master and they believed this was Alcide. Alcide had after all provided them with jobs when they were out on their luck, and they were dam good jobs.
Jackson slammed his shovel in the ground and walked over to his son who was fumbling with his tools in the back of his truck. Jackson rested his arm on the searing hot edge of Alcide's black truck and watched his disheveled son. Usually Alcide's hair was in order as well as his clothes but today his shirt failed to be tucked in and his hair was sticking up in directions that made it look like he had just left bed and not his home.
"You're late." His father mumbled, a loud bang from the back of the truck let him know he had struck a nerve. Alcide passed his father shovels in hand and grunted in response. Their small interaction had caused the few other men to stir and silently watch in interest.
"How is the girl?" Jackson asked when Alcide stopped a few feet into the work sight. If the men weren't listening before they were now. Alcide felt his anger bubble, his father had never taken interest in Debbie and now he was asking about Carla.
"Fine!" he spat, shoving his shovel into the ground sending small clouds of dust onto his pants.
"Wait, what girl?" An older man asked, his hair was heavily peppered with gray and he was missing a few teeth. He went by the name of Red because his wolf was so red that he could never really blend in. He was about 57 years old, and at one time was really good friends with Jackson. Sometimes they still appeared to be.
"Alcide picked a mate." Jackson hollered, all werewolves working on the sight instantly came over, and the few humans who had no idea what was going on shared a look between each other in confusion. Almost in a rush of mumbles they all congratulated Alcide on his new accomplishment.
It had been a long time since he had been around so many wolves and he could slowly feel himself unwind. The feeling of pride started to set in, because it was something to be proud of. He had picked a mate, and although it didn't happen how it normally did, he had made a good pick. She would make a good mate, and mother to his pup.
"Is she with a pup?" Another man asked, as the other men started to settle down. The excitement was evident between the men, it would have been worse if it was a group of females. There was something about an addition to a pack that excited everyone in the ranks and for a moment Alcide had forgotten that he wasn't in a pack any more.
"Yes." Alcide gloated; there was a sudden slap on his back from his father and a mummer of congratulations from them men around him. He hadn't seen such a look on his father's face for a very long time and for a moment he was stunned. His father was proud of him.
"So about this lass, was it Debbie?" Red asked silencing the group of men. They were all very well aware of Debbie, and they all inwardly cringed at the thought. A woman like that shouldn't be a mother, let alone mated, at least not in her current predicament. They all held their breath waiting for Alcide to answer.
"No, no it wasn't Debbie. Her name is Carla."
Carla suddenly felt the wave of tiredness hit her when she walked into Merlotte's on her lunch break. She silently swore that she was going to force Alcide to go to his own bed that night because although they usually slept through the night, last night he couldn't keep his hands off her. Their wolves had of course known what was going to happen the next morning, and although they were prepared to fight to be together all day they prepared just encase their human counterparts out smarted them.
The lunch rush had just started to die down, and when she stepped in she was instantly grabbed by the upper arm by Sam. He tugged her to the back of the diner and into his office where he slammed the door shut behind them tightly.
Carla was so confused about what was going on that she looked at him strangely when he started to check her over. His hands grabbed her face and Bruce shifted beside her uncomfortably not liking the way he was handling her.
Carla jerked away from him, "Sam what are you doing?" she asked her eyebrows knitted together. A deep sigh left his parted lips, and he ran a hand over his forehead. If only she knew what he had seen a few days ago, as well as what had happened in her house would she truly understand his worry.
"Last week, Luna and I saw you and Alcide in the …." Carla cut him off cursing, her face flaring red. She was so caught up in what she was going through that she never thought about if it was possible for someone else to have seen her and Alcide. Carla stood with her hand over her face completely embarrassed, if it wasn't bad enough someone had seen her, it had been Sam and his girlfriend.
"I went to check up on you a few days later but, Alcide tried to kill me when I tried to get close." It was bluntly obvious that Sam was okay, and still embarrassed over the situation.
"Is that why my door is broken?" she blurted out.
"Carla what the hell happened?" Sam snapped pulling her from her own little world. She was thinking about getting Alcide to fix the door since he was the one who had broken it. It would be nice to lock the dogs out of the room because some nights they both had stinky farts.
"I don't really know." Carla said, she seemed to understand it when Alcide explained it to her, but he knew way more than she did. She had no idea how to explain it to Sam.
"Luna said that you two were…mating." He swallowed the lump in his throat, Carla's face heated up red again and he knew he had hit home for her. She tilted her head and used her small hand to rub the back of her neck.
"Um yeah, that's pretty much what happened. I'm still trying to get my head wrapped around everything." She said softly, Sam could tell just by the way she was wording everything that she was holding out on more and the way she was avoiding his eyes proved his point.
"Everything?" he prodded, Carla was suddenly chewing her lip. The silence that hung between them was enough to make her burst and she did.
"I'm pregnant." Sam hissed when she blurted out her answer, his reaction made her feel horrible and she suddenly felt she had to leave. Her body instantly stiffened and Bruce stood up from where he was laying on the ground.
"Look I have to go, but I'm okay." She tried to assure Sam, she didn't really feel like she was okay at that moment and she wouldn't expect anyone to be. She had a lot to deal with, a lot of emotions, and now a baby to deal with. In time, she would be okay. Or at least she hoped. She had survived a lot worse, and that was something she kept telling herself.
She stepped out of the office before Sam could say anything else, and silently made her way to the cash. She hadn't even noticed that Arleen had taken her order until her small perfectly manicured hand grabbed her's. With her free hand she started to pat her hand, and it suddenly made Carla think of the moment when she was awake after the beating. A nurse was holding her hand her and patting it as her blurry words told her that everything was going to be okay.
Arleen's children would often show up at the diner, and they would always ask if they could play with Bruce. At first the red head had told her children to leave the dog alone until Carla had assured the woman that if she was off duty it was fine. It was only then that Arleen had started to talk to the small blonde woman, because Arleen needed to know if her children were safe around the new comer.
"Oh Darling I know that look!" She chimed, her face twisted in worry. Carla was very much confused with what was going on, and her brain wasn't making any connections on what was happening, until Arleen leaned forward and whispered. "You're pregnant!"
As soon as the words left her mouth, Carla was on auto pilot and she walked straight from the cash to the door. She couldn't deal with those words, and yet it seemed to be the only thing anyone wanted to talk about. Pushing the heavy door she stepped out into the smoldering heat, Arleen chasing at her heals.
"Ohh! Hold on there darling, I didn't mean to upset you!" her southern twang hung heavily in the air. She held her hands up and stopped Carla from getting any further in the parking lot, she was too scared to touch the woman with the large dog that followed her around, and she wouldn't be stupid enough to even try it.
"I know you haven't known me very long, and you've been real kind letting my kids play with your dog. But what you're going through right now, I've been there darling and when I was there I would have wanted someone to tell me what I know now. That's it's gonna be okay, and that you're gonna be a great Mom. That's all I had to say!" Raising her hands in the air Arleen stepped out of her way. Carla's keys suddenly felt heavy in her hands.
"You promise?" the words had slipped out of her mouth; she hadn't even known she was thinking it. Her eyes were suddenly on Arleen who was nervously holding her hands to her mouth.
"It doesn't seem like it now, but the first time you get to hold that little creature in your arms it's like the heavens a line and you know everything will be okay." Carla nodded her head, she knew Arleen was speaking from experience. She did after all have three children, biting her lip Carla tucked Bruce into the car and drove off.
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