Mated to the Alpha and His Beta (Lanie Stanton) novel Chapter 390

Chapter 390
Zane
“Papa?” My son’s little voice called out from the bedroom. “Come see!”
The tension coiling between me and my Luna didn’t dissipate, but we both laughed softly and pulled away
from each other. Having three kids meant so little “private time.” Lanie leaned in to kiss me.
“Later,” she promised, her hand on my thigh. She squeezed gently.
My co ck throbbed. I wanted her, but more small voices called to me again. “I’ve been summoned.”
“Should I be jealous they want their Papa and not me?” Lanie’s head tilted as she grinned.
I brushed a stray strand of her hair off her forehead and studied the shadows in her eyes. Something was
going on in her beautiful mind, but I didn’t want to pressure her. So I kissed her, instead.
“Why don’t you go take a long bath or something?
Do a little self care,” I told her. “I can handle the little monsters.”
“Don’t,” she said sharply as her wolf flared in her eyes.
She made an obvious effort to soften herself. “I mean, don’t call them that.”
“Sure, love. I was just teasing.” I kissed her again.
Definitely something going on with her.
“I think I will take that bath,” Lanie said. “Are you sure you can take care of the pups? They’ll all need
baths, too. And bedtime stories…..”
“I’ll take care of everything. You go relax.” I got up and poured her another glass of wine.
She stood and took it. Her eyes shone with love. “You really do take such good care of me, Zane.”
“Forever,” I promised.
“Pappaaaaaaa!” Three small voices chorused.
I laughed and kissed my mate one more time, then went to see what was so important.
“We made this for you,” Alaina said proudly.
What they’d made was a big mess, but my heart swelled at the sight of the fingerpainted signs. I ignored the pots of fingerpaint and the messy hands as I gathered all three of them in for a hug. I didn’t even care that
they were getting paint all over my clothes. That’s what washing machines were for.
This was my life. The woman out there. These three young ones in here.
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Lanie
waited until Zane went into the bedroom before I grabbed up the big book from the shelf. I took it and
my glass of wine into the big bathroom the four of us shared. I locked the door behind me. I need privacy, and
with three mates, I knew it was entirely likely that at least one of them could burst in on me without warning.
I filled the large tub and added some scented oils. I lit a few candles and put the wine on the edge of the
tub.
I laid down a towel and put the book on it.
When did all my muscles start to hurt? I hadn’t noticed until I started taking off my clothes. I checked the
large mirrors, turning around to check my body from all sides. No bruises, even though it felt like I’d been
pummeled. I pressed my palm to my heart. It was just stress, I told myself.
I eased into the steaming water with a sigh of relief.
I’d forgotten to pull my hair up on top of my head, and the ends dipped into the water. I couldn’t be bothered to do anything about it now and simply let myself relax into the heat and steam.
The wine warmed my tongue as I sipped. Faintly, I could hear the rising sound of laughter from Stella’s bedroom. And then the sound of Zane…singing? Some kind of nursery rhyme, or that’s how it sounded.
Amazing how sound carried through the vents, since most of the time our quarters were fairly
soundproof.
Which was a good thing, I thought with a chuckle. I didn’t want anyone to be able to overhear what the
four of us got up to.
I couldn’t hear them anymore. I sipped more wine and put the glass carefully on the ledge. I closed my eyes. I wanted to look over the book again, but suddenly, was so tired that it was all I could do not to fall asleep right then and there.
Lazily, I let my hands drift over my body. I imagined my mates. Their mouths and hands. Their co cks. I thought about Zane admitting that he’d liked it when I was in charge, and my heart started to beat just…a
little…faster…
“Lanie!”
The sound of my name being shouted startled me awake. I sloshed water out of the tub as big hands pounded on the bathroom door. I blinked, shaking water out of my eyes. Had I really fallen asleep? Had I slipped beneath the water?
More pounding. I managed to get out of the tub and grabbed a towel. I was totally awake now, and kind of pis sed off.
“Hold on!” I shouted. “For the love of the Goddess, Xander, I’m coming!”
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Too late. My Alpha kicked open the bathroom door hard enough to splinter the wood. He goggled at me standing in only a towel.
“What the f uck?” I snapped at him.
“You weren’t answering…”
“I just wanted some peace and quiet,” I told him. I waited for him to demand to see the book I’d left on the tub ledge, but I didn’t need to worry about it.
When I turned around to check on it, the book was gone.