#werewest

[francisalberts]

It was the next morning when she awoke, gasping at how sore every limb felt. She moved closer to him, hooking a leg over his hip and nuzzling the back of his neck until she dozed lazily, praying the baby didn't call for her. She hurt all over.

The man slept soundlessly, his eyes closed, not even acknowledging the way a leg hooked over him as he slept with his face buried into the pillow. He slept like this for quite sometime, until his eyes blinked multiple times as he awoke into his current state; bright blue eyes resting upon the woman beside him - for once - it was his wife and not some strange broad he had picked up the night before. “Mhm.” He murmured, forcing himself to press a kiss to her cheek and her shoulder softly - before he rolled off, allowing himself to sit up as he grabbed for some trousers, dressing himself i order to begin the day, or even depart the house. He was undecided. Either way, the moment he awoke, he decided he needed to do something - anything. omegawest

[francisalberts]

Grace had gotten fussy halfway through dinner and now Jade was cuddling her with one hand and eating with the other. "So, Frankie. Tell me about you. Stuff I don't already know." She instructed. They could talk about her later.

"Stuff you don’t know?" He repeated. He tried to think of various things she didn’t know; what had he kept from her? What had he hidden? Well, a lot of things he supposed. They didn’t really converse at all prior to this evening - during their marriage. Frank took a sip of his whiskey as he thought to himself in a manner of comprehension before he cleared his throat, placing his glass down upon the table as he mused; "Well, it’s difficult t’think of things you don’t know. But uh.." He cleared his throat. "I grew up in Hoboken with my ma ‘n pa…my mother worked as a…backstreet abortionist…did a few political activist events and my father was a boxer, owned a diner for awhile until he became the head of t’police department." The man murmured softly thinking’ he spoke, and yet only briefly about himself, before he trailed off about his parents. He rarely saw them now. Well, his Father had died.

"I had…no friends…then I gained friends when I got outta high school…but then I got arrested for…adultery ’n seduction…" It didn’t particularly sound good to mention at all he knew, well, he was quick to clear his throat. "More importantly, my favourite colour is Orange." 

[alphahalew0lf]

She looks extremely out of place in the tattoo shop, tiny, pale, feminine thing. She looks like she'd blow away in the outside wind. Her little pink sundress doesn't do anything except remind everyone of the full curves that contrast from her tiny waist. "Did you mean what you said about my first piercing?" Cordelia asked Derek as she approached the desk, eying the jewelry curiously.

Derek was petting the shop cat, Genim, when he saw Cordelia enter. Instantly he straightened up, secretly wanting to impress her. "Yeah." Derek cleared his throat. "Yeah, what were you thinking of getting?"

[francisalberts]

"Dangit, Gracie." Jade sighed, looking at her daughter who was laying on her stomach on Jade's bed to play with some blocks while Jade got ready. "You always look better than me." Grace was in a periwinkle dress with lace trimmed socks under tiny ballet flats, hair in a big ballet bun on her head; Jade let her own hair hang down in waves, wearing a black shift dress and gladiator sandals. "We gotta go, baby." And, moments later, she was meeting Frank at the restaurant.

Frank, dressed in a usual immaculate suit, this time his British Oxford Grey suit in which made him look even more wonderful than usual - defining his style of traditionalism but nonetheless, it suited him well he knew that much. He planned on undoubtedly going to the restaurant with Jade as well as Grace in an act of attempting to renew their love for one another in order to keep their marriage; they were going to start from the very beginning and this was something Frank had found himself to be good at - dates. As he was at the restaurant, he immediately stood up from the table the moment he saw her enter, placing his hat behind his chair with the carnations in his hand again as he smiled broadly at the sight of his pretty daughter in her little dress that made his heart swell but more importantly (or even more importantly) the beautiful Jade - his wife. “Hello beautiful,” Was his instinctive response to Jade before he seemed to kiss her cheek, smiling at his daughter; “Hello princess!”

[alphahalew0lf]

Betas:

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jxwbreaker

blueeyesbluejeep

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infernum-et-reducit

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[alphahalew0lf]

The location wasn't... ideal. Still, it was the best of all her options. The other places had been in rough areas of town, filled with crime. This place? A great, respectable area. There was an Italian Pizzeria on the right of her flower shop, and on the left.. a tattoo parlour. Not ideal, but not awful. She stretched on the tips of her toes, outside of her shop, trying to hang up a sign with her business hours, but she was just so darn short.

Derek and his sisters had owned the tattoo shop for about six years now. Laura wasn't present as much now that she was married and pregnant so Derek had taken over as the boss. Derek wouldn't say he was covered in tattoos but you couldn't exactly see the skin on his arms anymore. On his left arm he had the sleeve of a red wolf  and on his right he had another wolf that was surrounded by flowers and flames. He had four holes poked in one ear and an industrial in the other. There was also a triskele on his back but no one exactly saw that one these days. Rounding the bend he noticed there was a petite girl trying to hang up a sign. Maybe she was the one who'd bought the shop next door. 

"Need some help?" Derek asked. 

[alphahalew0lf]

"When I went to the mall earlier, I met the Alpha of the San Jose pack." She's not sure why she needs to tell this to him like she's breaking any sort of news.

"Oh yeah?" Derek asked, his interest peaked. 

[alphahalew0lf]

[text] I didn’t mean to send those pictures!

[text]: I never knew you liked that type of thing

[text]: how kinky