Friday Flash Fiction “Granger Pack”, Part 1

Happy Friday!  It’s finally here! 

Here is this weeks Friday Flash Fiction.  This is Part 1 of the new mini series, “Granger Pack”.  I hope you enjoy this.  Remember…ALL Friday Flash Fiction is written RAW and UNEDITED!  I LOVE writing these flash fiction segments for you to read on Friday’s.  It’s a quick and fun short story that is just as much for me as it is for you.  It’s almost like practice for me and it gives you something to take you into the weekend with a smile. At least I hope so! 

Anyway….. Here is this week’s Flash Fiction.  I hope you enjoy it! ~Theresa

 Wolf

 Granger Pack, Part 1

“You mean the world to me. You know that right?” Vaughn sighed, as he held his mate on the bed of furs in front of their fireplace. The cold winter nights were made for snuggling with the woman who held his heart.

“I do,” Sophia said, nuzzling his neck. He growled low in his throat when she nipped him playfully on the chin. “We should do this more often. It’s been too long.”

“It has,” he sighed, heavily. “I don’t want to talk about the pack right now. Just you…us.”

“Okay,” she smiled. “Well, I have something to tell you.”

“What is it, my beautiful mate,” Vaughn looked into her big brown eyes. The same ones that captured his heart almost a year ago. Her family had come to his pack looking for a new start. She was the oldest of her siblings. At twenty-three, Sophia had taken the role of mother to her three younger brothers after her mother was killed in a car accident. Her father was severely depressed from the loss of his mate and had completely give up on life. Vaughn, being the alpha of the Granger pack, opened his pack to them, putting them up in a home on his land. It wasn’t until a few months later that he realized that she was his intended mate.

“I love you,” she smiled, taking his strong hand into her much smaller one. When she placed it on her stomach over her womb, his heart started pounding in his chest.

“Sophia,” he gasped, but his voice was still just a whisper.

“I’m pregnant with your child,” she smiled, her eyes fluttered at the feel of his warm hand against her flat stomach.

Vaughn immediately sat up, his hands roamed her body. “Are you okay? Are you sick? Have you been sick?”

“Shh,” she laughed. “Everything is fine. I talked to the doctor and I’m only a month and a half along. So far, everything looks fine.”

“Thank God,” he sighed. Leaning over, he placed his other hand over the first. There was a babe in there. His babe. The first of many. They’d agreed on having many children, because it’d been a dream to both of them to have a large family. “Thank you.”

“I should be thanking you,” she smiled. He was still hovering over her, his hands stroking her soft skin. He touched her face before sliding his hand into her long, blonde hair. Vaughn pulled her up to meet his lips. The connection seared both of their senses, leaving them breathless when there was a knock on the door.

“I’m going to kill whoever is there,” he growled. The sound echoed through the room.

“It’s probably important, Vaughn,” she said, pulling a fur over herself to cover her body from anyone’s view.

“Still going to kill them,” he grumped, walking to the door.

Sophia watched her mate rise from the floor, wrapping a fur around his waist. She still got an ache inside when she watched him move with power and the grace of an alpha. The muscles in his broad shoulders flexed when he ran his hand through his tousled, dark hair. Before he opened the door, Vaughn looked over his shoulder, his midnight blue eyes looking over her protectively. He stood to his full height, which was over a foot taller than her short five foot four frame. She was tiny, but he was a giant to her, a warrior.

“What,” he growled, as he opened the door, but only slightly. He was protecting his mate and unborn baby. Sophia had to bite back a giggle when she thought of how overprotective he was going to be now that she was pregnant with his child.

She couldn’t make out the words that were being said, but from the exasperated sigh coming from her mate, she knew that he would have to deal with something within the pack.

“I have to go,” he said, leaning down and capturing her face with both hands. “There has been a mother and her two small children brought in from Mansville.”

“Oh no,” she gasped, holding her hand over her mouth. Vaughn’s eyes softened at her worry of someone in need. “Do you need me to come with you?”

“No, my mate,” he smiled. “Let you worry about yourself tonight. I will take care of the female and make sure she is settled in. I will have Travis stand guard outside until I return home.”

“Okay,” she sighed. “But if you need me.”

“I will send someone to get you, but I don’t think this is necessary.”

“Please give her my welcoming and tell her I will meet with her in the morning,” Sophia promised.

“Yes, my mate,” he smiled, leaning in for one last kiss. “Get some rest while I’m gone. Take care of our babe.”

After Vaughn left, Sophia lay on the furs enjoying the soft feel on her body. Vaughn had taken such care with her tonight. He fed her and then made love to her for hours. Everything had been so perfect. She reached up and touched the spot on her neck where he’d fed from her. Although they are shifters, they needed blood to survive along with human food.

Sophia would meet with the woman and children tomorrow. Vaughn had a huge heart and refused to turn away any wolves in need. The pack was made up of several broken families. Most of them were missing a mate due to tragedy, others were worse. There were four women who had been removed from their male mates for the abuse against them. It broke her heart every time the warriors of the pack would bring in an abused female, but Sophia worked with them to help the women see that they can survive. Vaughn made sure of it. The women were given jobs within the pack, or if they were skilled, they could work in town at the several business run by the alpha and his family.

Instead of falling asleep on the furs, Sophia walked across the room and climbed into their huge bed that had been custom made for Vaughn’s extraordinary height. She probably looked like an elf laying in the middle of the bed, but she really didn’t care. It didn’t matter where she fell asleep, Sophia would find herself tucked in Vaughn’s arms every morning when she woke up.

When her eyes opened, they sunlight filtered through the sheer curtains on the windows casting a soft light across her body. Her wolf paced in her mind, wanting to run, to feel the earth beneath its paws.

“Down girl,” Sophia giggled. Her and Vaughn had run the previous weekend when they had the sudden urge to shift and hunt just after dusk. It had been a wonderful night, just the two of them. Well, it really wasn’t just the two of them. The warriors of the pack had gone with them into the woods behind the pack house to keep an eye on the two alphas. Their lives were always in danger because of who they were.

She left the master suite and headed into the kitchen, finding the pack chef rolling out the beginnings of what looked like biscuits.

“Good morning, Ester,” Sophia said, taking a seat at the bar. “Have you seen our alpha?”

“Yes, ma’am,” Ester nodded. “He advised me to let you know he would be back in time for breakfast. He wanted to have a meeting with the warriors beforehand.”

“Okay,” she said, breaking a banana off of the cluster of them that were sitting on the counter. She peeled it carefully, hoping it would go down as smoothly as the one did the morning before. She didn’t come clean with Vaughn the night before. She had been feeling sick, but it was very minor. The last thing she wanted to do was to make him worry. Shaking her head, she suppressed a giggle and took a bite. She moaned from the flavor and was thankful it stayed down.

Warriors filed in the back door, each of them nodding to Sophia as they entered the house, just like Vaughn had trained them. His warriors were the largest males that he could find within their race.

Her scent filled the kitchen; the woman who’d made him the happiest man on the face of the Earth. He smiled at his mate as he crossed the room. She was stunning and even more so since she had become pregnant with his child.

But something wasn’t right.

“Mate,” he growled. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” she lied, placing a calming hand on his forearm.

“Don’t lie to me,” he whispered, his eyes shifted to that of his wolf. The glowing yellow would’ve scared his warriors, but his true mate wasn’t fazed.

“Calm down,” she chuckled. “I’m just a little…” Nothing else was said as Sophia jumped from her stool and used her speed to rush to the bathroom off of the kitchen.

Every warrior in the kitchen stood on guard, their guns and knives drawn, their eyes scanned the room for threats. Vaughn was by her side instantly as she sunk to her knees and emptied the contents of her stomach into the toilet.

“Oh, gods,” she moaned.

“Get the doctor, now!” Vaughn scooped her up into his arms and took Sophia to the master suite where he placed her on the bed. His hands shook as he brushed hair away from her pale face. “Talk to me, mate.”

“I’m fine,” she growled. Sophia looked completely worn out. It was only seven in the morning and he knew that she slept well, because his beautiful mate had been plastered to his side the entire night. “Just let it pass. The doctor isn’t needed. He will tell you the same thing.”

“I worry,” he admitted, stroking her face and placing his hand on their unborn child.

“And you are going to have a stroke from worrying so much,” she smiled.

“I’m a shifter,” he scoffed. “We don’t have strokes.”

“Well, you will be the first ever,” she teased. Vaughn finally relaxed and called the warrior he’d sent after the doctor, telling him to disregard. His mate was okay.

“Do you feel like eating,” he asked, helping her sit up in the bed.

“Actually,” she smiled. “I’m starving! Plus, I have to get over and meet the new arrivals.”

“I don’t know about…,” he began, but quickly quieted when Sophia gave him a hard stare.

“I will be going to check on them,” she demanded.

“So stubborn,” he shook his head. “No need to go to them, the female will be here with her children for morning meal.”

“Good,” she nodded, standing up and pushing him out of the way. “Let me clean up and then I will be down.”

Vaughn ran his hands through his hair and watched as his wife walked into the bathroom, her sexy hips shifting from side to side as she went. He had to adjust himself from the visual. If the pack wasn’t waiting downstairs for them to eat and to see if his mate was alright, he may have just taken her back to bed.

Sophia searched the faces of the pack that had gathered in their home for the Sunday breakfast that Esther served every week. Two warriors, Michael and Thorn were hovering over the new addition and her two children who were obviously twins.

“Hello, my name is Sophia,” she said, introducing herself. The woman’s eyes bulged when Sophia knelt down so that she was eye level with the children. “And what’s your name?”

“Kara and this is my sister, Mia.” The one with the cute dimples held her head up proudly when she said their names. Mia was shy and tucked her head against her mother’s chest.

“My name is Leslie Manns,” she smiled.

“Hi Leslie,” Sophia smiled. The two women shook hands, but she noticed Leslie was very uncomfortable. “Is there anything I can do?”

“Um,” Leslie looked around the room. “My alpha. With all due respect, I wish you wouldn’t kneel below me.”

“Why,” she asked.

“You are the alpha,” Leslie said, wide-eyed. “You are not supposed to sit below me.”

“What did he do to you,” Sophia whispered.

“Things you would never understand,” Leslie whispered, tears threating her big blue eyes.

“Not here,” Sophia shook her head. “Yes, I am your alpha, but I am also your friend. I will guide you and strengthen you. You will live free here. If you have any problems, you are to come directly to me. If you cannot find me, you will ask a warrior to find me. Do you understand?”

“Yes,” she whispered, still looking around the room. When Leslie saw that no one was paying attention to her, she leaned in closer to Sophia. “He will come for me. I know he will. I’m sorry. I don’t know if I can stay here.”

Sophia felt the fear radiating off of the female, but she knew that as alpha, she had to stand strong as an example to the women of the pack. “He will not get within our land. This I promise you.”

“Yes, alpha,” Leslie bowed her head. “Thank you for helping me.”

Sophia touched Leslie’s head as she stood, allowing the magic of her wolf to bleed strength into the scared female. Sophia felt Leslie jerk as the power. Releasing her, Sophia turned and found Vaughn watching her carefully. She didn’t have to voice her concern, because the low warning growl that rumbled out of his chest told her that he heard everything.

Sophia didn’t know exactly who this man was, but Leslie’s fear of him set her on edge. As Vaughn stepped closer to her, she knew that he felt the fear as well. If this male came seeking Leslie, then they needed to be prepared.

About Author Theresa Hissong

Award Winning Erotic & Paranormal Romance Author. Lover of badass music and tattoos. I speak my mind and know how to shoot a gun. I write sexy books about fictional rockstars!
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