Warrior Wolf’s Love Novel – The sun was warm on Becky Monroe’s head as she sat in her front yard. She was busy playing with her favorite doll Betty and didn’t know her mommy was there until she spoke. “Becky dear, it’s time to go. Daddy says we need to leave now, or we won’t get to our vacation cabin before dark.” Becky looked up then and squinted, trying to make out her mommy’s face in the glare of the sun. All she could see though was the outline of Mommy’s head where she now stood between Becky and the sun. “Okay Mommy,” Becky said. Then jumping up, her doll Betty held securely in her arms, she ran toward the car. Her daddy stood there waiting, her door held open for her. “Thank you, Daddy,” Becky said politely as she climbed inside. “You’re welcome, Becky. Remember, a gentleman always opens the door for a lady,” Daddy told her with a wink. Becky giggled and asked, “So when I meet MY gentleman, he will open doors for me, as you do for me and Mommy?” “He better!” Daddy said, with a frown, strapping her into her car seat.
He gave her a peck on the cheek then as he added, “If he doesn’t treat you like a lady, then he doesn’t’ deserve you, Becky. Then I’ll have to run him off right quick like!” Then closing her door, Daddy opened Mommy’s door and pecked her cheek before she got in. After Mommy was seated, he closed the door and walked around the car to get in his side. “Mommy?” Becky began, “Do you think I’ll find a man who loves me as much as Daddy does you one day?” Mommy turned slightly in her seat to give Becky a smile. She then answered, “Of course, you will Becky, and when you do, he will love you so very much because you are a very lovely girl.” Becky smiled then as her mommy turned to face the front again. She then drifted off to sleep with a smile on her face. Becky was awakened by her mommy’s scream and the feeling of the car flipping over. Her own scream joined Mommy’s as she hung upside down for a minute. Then, the car flipped once more, bouncing as it landed once more on its tires. The car stopped moving and Mommy stopped screaming.
“Mo-mommy?” Becky wailed. “My leg hurts Mommy and there is blood all over it! MOMMY! Mommy didn’t answer. Taking her eyes off her leg, Becky looked at the front seat where her mommy had been sitting. She saw her mommy flopped forward, her head laying on the dash of the car. She was worried about her mommy. Calling out, Becky said, “Da-da-daddy? I think something is wrong with Mommy.” Becky then turned to look at the seat where her daddy should be but didn’t see him in the car at all. Where did Daddy go? Becky began screaming for him, begging him to come back for her and Mommy, to not leave them here. Her screaming for her daddy only stopped when she heard a sound from next to her. Then her door was ripped from the car. “Daddy!” Becky cried, excitedly as she turned, only to stop as she gazed at a strange man. Swallowing hard in fear, she whispered, “You… you aren’t my daddy.” “No, sweetheart, I’m not.
I’m here to help you though if you will let me,” the man said gently as he knelt down next to the car. Becky looked him over carefully. He was really big, a lot bigger than her daddy, and he wasn’t wearing a shirt, so she could see he had a furry chest. His hair was brown like her daddy’s, but it was his eyes that held her attention the longest. They were brown, yet they seemed to almost glow as he watched her and waited for her answer. Somehow, looking at those eyes, Becky knew he would never hurt her, so she nodded. Then, giving a sniffle as she wiped her nose on her hand, she said, “My leg hurts badly mister. My daddy is gone, and my mommy won’t answer me.” Now, Becky might be only eight, but she wasn’t stupid. Her mommy hadn’t moved the whole time she’d been screaming for her daddy, so she was sure Mommy was dead. Somehow though, she thought if she denied it long enough maybe it wouldn’t be true. The man glanced at her mommy before looking back at her. He then said, “I’m so sorry sweetheart, there isn’t anything I can do for your mommy.”
“My… my daddy?” Becky whimpered out. The man just shook his head and Becky knew her daddy was dead too. The man must have seen him if he knew this. As she began to wail in her grief, he picked her up in his arms. “Sir, what do you want me to do?” A man softly asked from close by. “Call the authorities about the accident since they’re human. I’ll take the girl if…” he stopped talking for a moment and pulled back. He then asked, “Sweetheart, what’s your name?” “Becky Monroe.” “Do you have any other family besides your parents? Aunts, uncles, or maybe grandparents? Someone who would take you in?” He asked. Becky quickly shook her head no. “Okay,” he murmured. He then turned back to the other man to say, “I’ll take her with me. Get any evidence of her out of the car, so no questions will be asked. I’ll take Becky to the pack doctor; her leg doesn’t look too good.” “Yes sir,” the other man said. Then with a slight bow, he left. The big manturned to gaze into her eyes once more as he said, “Okay sweetheart, I’m going to pick you up now.
I know it will hurt, but I’ll be as gentle as I can.” “Where are we going?” Becky asked, sniffling again. “I’m going to take you to my doctor and he will have you fixed up in no time,” he said, giving her a smile. Then he slowly lifted her up out of the seat. It hurt so badly to be moved that Becky started to scream. As the pain became too much, she felt darkness take her. “I see you finally decided to join us.” Becky turned her head toward where the voice was coming from. Opening her eyes fully, she saw the big man who had saved her. He reached out and brushed her hair off her forehead with a smile. “Where am I?” Becky asked in a whisper. He handed her some water to drink as he answered, saying, “You’re at a medical facility. You have been asleep for three days with a really bad fever.” Becky drank her water, then felt tears well up in her eyes as she remembered everything. He sighed, looking sad as he sat down on the edge of the bed. He then picked up her hand as he began to speak again. In a whisper, he explained, “Becky, the doctor had to cut off part of your leg.
It was too badly damaged to repair by the time I got you here. I’m so sorry sweetheart.” Becky looked down at her legs, seeing how one stopped a few inches below her knee. She felt her lips began to tremble, tears overflowing her eyes and flooding her face. She then looked up at the man as she whispered, “Who will want me now? My mommy and Daddy are gone and I’m… I’m broken. Who will love me now?” “Oh sweetheart,” the big man said as tears ran down his own cheeks. He then said, “If you will let me, I will love you as my own.” “You will?” He nodded. “Then will you h-hold me? I’m so c-cold,” Becky told him as she began to shiver. Standing up, he picked her up, blankets and all. He then moved to a rocking chair that was next to the bed. Becky snuggled into his chest as he began to rock, and slowly she felt his warmth chase away the chills. “Mister, why are you so warm? My daddy was never as warm as you are,” Becky asked him. He stiffened, and she glanced up thinking she’d said something wrong. “It’s because I’m different then you sweetheart,” he told her.
“How?” “Well, you see, I’m a werewolf, and because of my wolf I stay really warm.” Becky gazed up at him in awe as she said, “You don’t look like a wolf.” He chuckled, saying, “No. Right now, I’m a man, but I can change into a big wolf. My whole family is that way, and I live with a lot of other people who can shift into wolves also. We are called the Bannon Pack, and we have an Alpha who tells us what to do.” “An Alpha? Is he like a boss? My daddy had a boss. Sometimes, Daddy would come home and tell Mommy about the dumb things the boss wanted him to do,” she told him. “Uh… well… sort of I suppose.” “Okay,” Becky told him, unconcerned about any of it. She then lay her head back down on his chest and was soon sound asleep once more. Becky woke up again sometime later, shivering in bed once more. The big wolfman was gone, so she sat up and began looking around. That’s when she noticed a boy sitting in the rocking chair and playing with a hand-held gadget of some kind. “Ex-excuse me,” Becky said, her teeth chattering. The boy looked up, his eyes wide.
Without a word to her, he jumped up from the chair and ran for the door. Once he had the door open, he yelled, “Mom, Mom, she’s awake!” A lady soon came in and Becky just stared at her. She was so tiny, and blonde, and pretty! Becky just had to ask, “Are you a fairy princess?” The lady laughed and said, “Oh no, just a very small werewolf. My name is Julie and the wild child who just left screaming is my son Jeff. You’ve met my husband Gary already.” Becky nodded, remembering the big wolfman as she said, “Yes ma’am, he’s very big.” “Yes, he is,” Julie agreed. She then said, “Now let’s get you a bath and some food, shall we?” Becky nodded. Julie picked Becky up then and carried her to the bathroom. Once there, Becky was scrubbed clean and dressed in a pink gown with white flowers on it. Julie then laid Becky back on the bed and placed a tray of food in front of her. She then said, “Now eat.” Becky did as she was told, eating until her belly was full. Once her belly was full, she became sleepy and soon fell asleep. Becky awakened a little later being stared at.
She jerked back, slightly scared. Jeff tilted his head as he said, “I don’t bite, at least not yet.” “What do you mean not yet?” Becky asked him, feeling a bit more scared now. Jeff shrugged before saying, “I won’t shift into my wolf until I’m fifteen, I’m only thirteen.” Becky nodded in understanding. She then began to shiver, so she asked, “Jeff, even though you haven’t shifted, are you warm like your daddy?” He frowned, saying, “I suppose I am, why?” “Because I’m cold,” Becky explained. “What do you expect me to do about that? I don’t see any more blankets here to cover you with,” Jeff muttered as he looked around. “Hold me please,” she begged him. It was Jeff’s turn to stare open-mouthed at her. He then stuttered, “Oh, no, I am not snuggling with a girl!” She poked her lip out in a pout saying, “But then I’d be warm again. Please!” “I told Dad it was a mistake to take in a girl. I can see already you’re going to be trouble and you’re only how old?” He asked in a grumpy voice. “Eight,” she told him through chattering teeth. “Mommy says I’m small for my age though, that’s why I’m so little.”
“Harrumph!” Jeff mumbled as he crawled up on the bed with her. He then wrapped his skinny arms around her as he mumbled, “If the guys hear about this, I will never hear the end of it!” Becky didn’t care about any of that, all she cared about was the fact that he was slowly warming her up. So, snuggling closer she told him, “I’ve never been so co-cold before. I don’t know what is wrong with me to make me cold, but since I woke up here, I’ve been cold. Well, except for when your daddy holds me. You make me warm too, is that weird?” “I don’t know, maybe you’re just weird,” Jeff suggested to her, but he had a smile on his face. He snickered then as he said, “I guess that means I’m gonna have a weird sister.” “I suppose it does,” Becky agreed with a quiet giggle, snuggling closer to him. And that’s was how Becky Monroe, the small human girl ended up handicapped and living with a werewolf family. … It’s been exactly nine years since the Borman family took Becky in.
She still missed her parents, but she came to love her new family too. It had taken a couple of years for it to happen, but she eventually began calling Gary Papa, and Julie Mom. Her biological parents would always be Daddy and Mommy, at least in her mind and memories. Jeff has become a wonderful big brother. Sure, they’d had their fights just like any other set of siblings, but still, she couldn’t help but think the world of him. He was the best big brother she could have ever been given. Life hasn’t been all sunshine and roses though. Her leg had been removed roughly four inches below her left knee, and she’d had to learn to walk again with a prosthetic leg. It was a hard thing for an eight-year-old to deal with, and she’d thrown a lot of tantrums. Once she’d finally accepted that it was her reality though, things had gone much smoother, for her and for her new family.
There was also the fact that not everyone in the pack was thrilled to have a human child among them. Growing up, she’d learned that sometimes a wolf would have a human mate, but it wasn’t something that happened very often. Those few humans that were the mates of a wolf were accepted much easier than she ever had been. Over time she’d managed to make a few werewolf friends though and they looked out for her just like Jeff did. Speaking of friends… “Mom, I almost forgot to tell you,” Becky said from the kitchen doorway. “Demi asked me to go to the mall with her today after school. Can I go since its Friday?” Mom turned from the sink where she was washing dishes. She answered, “Sure, just remember to be home before dark. Rogues were spotted close to pack land yesterday. Oh, and your papa mentioned that Alpha Stone will be visiting the pack tomorrow, along with some of the Stone pack warriors. I believe he plans to stop here also.”
“Yeah, I heard something about that,” Becky said as she grabbed a handful of grapes out of the fruit basket on the counter. She then added, “Nobody told me exactly why they were coming here though.” “It’s almost time for the yearly training of the packs, but because of the rogue problems, they’re doing it a little early this year. Apparently, the rogues are running in a pack of their own and terrorizing legitimate wolf packs left and right. Alpha Bannon thinks someone is leading them, that the attacks aren’t random,” Mom explained as she finished her dishes and turned to face Becky. She then said, “Now, you need to go, or you’ll be late for school.” “Okay, I’m gone!” Becky said with a grin and a wave. She then ran out the front door and made her way to school. … The next morning, Becky woke up to a loud commotion going on downstairs.
Stumbling out of bed, she grabbed her crutches instead of taking the time to put her prosthesis on. Then, as she opened the door, she hollered, “Hey, what’s all the racket for? Girl trying to sleep up here!” “Oh, get over it you little monkey!” Becky was suddenly wide awake at the sound of her brother’s voice. So, she excitedly shouted, “My big tree is home!” Big tree was her nickname for Jeff, and Becky was so excited that he was home. So, she crutched it down the hall to the stairs as fast as she could. Reaching the end of the hallway, she threw her crutches down. She then hopped on one leg until she was halfway down the stairs, jumping into Jeff’s open arms. With a laugh, Jeff caught her, and she wrapped her arms and legs around him, hugging him tightly. He wrapped his arms just as tight around Becky and squeezed just as a low growl was heard.
“Oh, how I’ve missed you since you’ve been gone,” Becky told him. Another growl was heard along with some chuckling. Becky looked up from where she’d buried her face in Jeff’s neck. That’s when she realized Jeff had brought three other men home with him. She felt her face flush as she thought about how silly she must look in her sleep clothes and bed head! There was also the fact that she only had one full leg, but she hoped they wouldn’t notice that part. “Are you going to introduce us?” Turning to look at the man who had spoken, Becky saw he was about her papa’s age. He was looking at her with amusement in his dark brown eyes. He had a head full of dark hair and an aura of power around him.
So, she felt he must be the Alpha. Jeff shuffled her over to his hip as he said, “Sorry Alpha Stone. Becky, this is Alpha Stone, his son Ben, and his nephew Wyatt. Everyone this is my sister Becky.” Becky gave a slight head bow of respect to the Alpha. She knew her mom would take her to task later about her actions because she had known the Alpha was coming. Her excitement over Jeff being home wouldn’t be a good excuse either. So, with a bit of embarrassment, she whispered, “It’s nice to meet you Alpha Stone sir.” Glancing over at his son Ben, Becky once more gave a slight head bow of acknowledgment. She then took a moment to take in his features. He looked just like his father, only younger, and slightly smaller, plus his hair was so short it was barely there. Next, her gaze moved to the Alpha’s nephew, and there it stopped. Her heartbeat picked up, and her mouth went dry. Wyatt Stone had to be the most handsome man she’d ever seen.
His hair was jet black and long, swept back into a leather band at the nape of his neck. Just looking at his hair had her wanting to pull it out of the leather band and run her hands through it. She had to wonder if it was as thick and soft as it appeared to be. Taking her gaze from his hair, Becky let her eyes roam lower. Wyatt’s skin was the dark reddish brown of someone with Native American blood. His features were hard as if he didn’t smile much. His cheekbones were high, and his sharp nose was slightly crooked. His eyes though, those beautiful dark eyes looked as if they could see all the way to her soul. I doubt those eyes ever miss anything and right now they were on me, Becky thought as she took another moment and allowed her gaze roam down the rest of him. She took notice of how broad his shoulders were compared to his slim waist.
She also didn’t miss the fact that his thighs filled his jeans to the point they looked as if the seams would split if he moved wrong. Hm… I wonder what he would look like in a loin cloth like the warriors of old? Becky asked herself, then felt her face flush at her thoughts. She then forced her gaze back up and saw he was watching her also. She couldn’t bring herself to look away until someone cleared their throat. Reluctantly, Becky pulled her gaze from Wyatt to look at Alpha Stone. Alpha Stone chuckled and said, “I must be on my way now to meet with Alpha Bannon. Your mother was kind enough to provide rooms for Ben and Wyatt since Alpha Bannon didn’t have extra space. It was very nice to meet you Becky and find out that ‘little monkey’ isn’t actually your name,” he said with a wink. He then turned to his son to say, “I’ll let you know when we’re ready for you.” “Yes sir,” Ben said. “I’ve made breakfast Alpha Stone, if you would like to eat first,” Mom said then, coming from the kitchen.
“Thank you, but my mate fixed a large breakfast before we left. Thank you though,” Alpha Stone told her with a sight bow before leaving. “Jeff, could you take me upstairs please?” Becky asked quietly. Jeff smiled as he answered, “Of course.” Then up the stairs, they went. Feeling Wyatt’s eyes on her, Becky glanced at him, giving him a bashful smile. When she and Jeff reached her room, he placed her on the edge of the bed. She then began to prepare her stub for her prosthesis. “Um… Becky, I want to ask you something,” Jeff said softly, hesitantly. Becky stopped what she was doing to give him her full attention. “I know you’re human,” Jeff began, “but since you were raised here, I wondered if you realized that Wyatt is your mate.