Kilian’s POV

I had to physically pull this stupid wolf away from Nathair before they sex-pounced on each other.
It was delirious. Nathair, blind drunk, zigzagging in the desert to nowheresville while I’m wrestling with a wolf of half my size, trying not to kill it.
Fuck did it have might!
This idiot bit my snout. If it weren’t for Spades, I would have snapped Jinx's neck.
I had to suffocate this feral creature to get it to shift back into my girl.
Now, I’m trying to walk straight, my legs struggling to carry me back to my quarters.
“On the left, Nathair.” ...Of course, she’s going on the right. “The other left, woman!” Could someone please tell me why I have to live so far up this cavern?!
As I’m goading a drunk woman home, another one rambles Spanish in my arms. “Y es que te... amo tanto que... no lo puedo ni explicar...”*
I stagger from what I hear. Spades, if you knew...
There are too many thoughts to think deeply about. I’m so tired, internally receding, fear latching over my bones to the idea Spades could get hurt. The alcohol in my blood feels heavy, but as I lower my head to take in her scent, this wolf here makes the weight disappear. I rasp over her lips, “Fue fácil el que mis ojos te encontraran y difícil el que dejaran de mirarte.”* This girl. I can never avert my eyes too long from her. Never.
“Alfaaa,” Nathair drags out, leading the way up those godawful twisty alleys. I’m not sure if leading is the right word here. Trust me, she’s far from doing that. I’m nudging her back, pushing her forth at each struggling step.
“Hang in there, girl. We’re here.” With an unconscious Spades in my arms, I have no option but to kick the door button... Or do I have other options? Like I care. I’m fucking incapacitated here.
Miserably falling on my ass as I do, Spades’ weight goes crushing my balls. “Mmmppffff!” Keep it cool, Kilian. It’s all part of the game.
My doors still swipe open, and it’s a miracle, or I’ve got this martial art suppleness I wasn’t aware of. I die walking inside and crash like a brick on the bed. “Here, pretty wolf. Hasta la mañana!”*
There’s some clanking behind me.
I can’t see a single thing. However, based on the sounds of falling objects and burr, it seems like Nathair tripped over some hardware machines lying on the floor.
A journey from Alpha to babysitter... The film could be a blockbuster, I’m sure.
I shouldn’t have drunk that last glass, and, Oh, man, that midnight run was a mistake. It just accelerated the full effect of it.
“Nathair...” I’m walking on my fours towards her. That’s how gravity is sucking down my muddled self. Or is it the whirlpool spiraling in my head?!
“Girrrl, over here.” My... I need to sleep.
“Alfaaa, my body won’t obey,” giggling, she creeps on one side like a craben. My tanked self internally sniggers. She definitely has a penchant for the right...
With the strength I have left, I seize this slithering red snake by the ankle and trail her to the mat. Can’t give a damn. I’m pissed beyond human limits.
A huff later, aside from an extreme amount of sand, I’ve got two ladies in my bed. Which from my state is an achievement. Though my proud facial lines soon shrink as I watch these two females.
Yep...That makes the hard floor my bed, I guess.
I shift into my wolf. It’s my first time doing that. But hey, it’s fur and the closest thing I can get to comfort. I try inserting my paws between their limbs, hoping not to trample my female... and Nathair.
A little bit of my Zeta gets shoved to the side. She can have a leg out of the mat. I have three-quarters of my body on the cold slate!
At least I can enjoy and cuddle with Spades. Squeezing my head up between the mat and her breasts, I lift her body enough to insert my snout between her two delicious charlies... Life.
I can hear the drums still shaking the air and pedestrians hushing as they pass my quarters walking home.
My body gets heavy.
I need to rest.
Tomorrow is a big day.
We’ll make it...
The jets are ready.
My men are geared and briefed...
“Alpha?..” This little voice isn’t sleeping?
I groan, ensuring Spades’ adorable heart gets my “Sleep!” vibes.
“Alpha.”
That, on the other hand, is not Spades’ voice. I open my eyes as Spades pushes my head away. And as I release the mat to leave these mutts some space, I find two feminine silhouettes rising in the penumbra.
“What are the both of you doing?” I’m too messed up for some late-midnight talk. Really.
“You forgot to undress usss,” Nathair spurts. Zeta honey, that state of yours...
“And to tuck us in.” My, that purring voice of Spades’ doesn’t help.
“You want me to tuck you in?” What does she mean?..
“Real hard like you know how.”

*I love you so much I can’t explain it.
**It was easy for my eyes to find you and it’s difficult to take them away from you.
*** See you tomorrow! (Good night!)
