Coming Home
ZAIA. I look in the mirror, feeling all jittery and nervous. Two and a half hours have passed, and I am all
ready. I managed to have the food ready, showered myself, dressed the children, set up the wee
home banner and balloon and finally got dressed myself. I like how I look. I think so will Sebastian…
I blush again as I touch my volumised curls. I have smoky eyes and matt red lips which I have paired
with a backless, long-sleeved
shimmering ck dress. It reveals my legs and hugs my figure. Two glitter silver straps cross. my back
and I’m wearing ck heels.
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I know I went all out like I’m going on a date, but this is going to be a special night and even more so
since we’ll all be together. “Look at you,” Valerie teases as I walk down the steps, making me blush all
over again. ”
Someone looks an absolute catch. I wonder why She’s not in her wheelchair and although she doesn’t
go for too long, I like that she is walking, but I’m d she also knows her limits. Being a doctor, she is
responsible.
She’s wearing ck pants and a satin blue top that has a slight plunging neckline. I pout. “It’s nothing
much,” I mumble, staring at my sparkling nude nails. It is a bit much…but I wanted to dress up for
him…
“It’s not much she says.” Valerie.teases, giving me a quick hug. “And what about you? You look
stunning yourself!” I say, admiring her once more, just as Sia runs over.
“Thanks, Zaia, I’m still thinking of a good revenge name for you, payback for earlier – don’t think you’re
off the hook!” she says, making me chuckle.
“I’ll be waiting!” I reply as we step back, and I look down at Sia in her gorgeous pastel pink dress. “Oh,
wow Mommy, you look beautiful,” Sia says, cupping her cheeks. I crouch down and hug her gently. “So
do you, my beautiful princess.”
“They’re here!” Valerie whispers. My heart skips a beat as Ziones rushing out with the party
poppers. “Daddy is home!”
The four of us stand there, side by side as the door opens and the two men step inside as Valerie and
Zion let off the party poppers. “WELCOME HOME!” The three of them, along with Jai, shout, but I’m
unable to speak.
Sebastian’s eyes are fixed on me, those piercing blue eyes meet mine, he’s obviously cleaned up,
fresh trim, clean clothes consisting of smart pants and a white shirt, holding his jacket over his
shoulder, his other hand in his pocket as his eyes slowly look down trailing over me.
They linger on my breasts and legs, almost as if he’s undressing me with his eyes and imagining what
he wants to do with me…
The moment is broken suddenly when Zion and Sia rush to Sebastian, breaking our eye contact.
“Daddy! Daddy, you’re back!” Zion says as Sia hugs his leg.
Sebastian looks down and a faint smile crosses his gorgeous features, and he crouches down, pulling
them both close, a hand on the back of their heads. “I’m back.” He says. “Sorry, I took so long. Have
you two been good?”
“I’m always good,” Zion says confidently, making me smile as Sia nods. “I was good too.” She says,
wrapping her arms around his neck. He kisses her cheek. “I knew you were. I was more concerned
about Zion.”
“Daddy! I was good!” Zion protests making Sebastian chuckle. How many times do we have to be
apart? Why can’t we just live a life without fear of something going wrong or something happening to
someone?
“Hey there, beautifuldies,” Jai says as hees over to us. “Looking good Valerie, looking good
Zaia.” He whistles.
I see Sebastian frown at him as he stands up carrying the two kids andes over to us, giving Valerie
a nod before he looks down at me. “Are you not happy to see me? You didn’t wee me home,” he
says, making me bite. my lip.
His tone is serious, yet seductive. Those piercing eyes burn into me, and I open my mouth to reply
when he leans closer, his lips grazing my ear.
“Of course…” I reply breathlessly. Why does he consume me so? His scent dizzies It’s an addiction, an
intoxication that devours me.
“I’ll await my real wee tonight.” His husky growl makes a shiver of delight rush up my spine, and I
bite my lip at his words as my eyes flutter shut.
The tingles I feel from his touch rush through me tantalizingly. His lips graze my jaw before they meet
the corner of mine.
“You look ravishing, my Alpha Queen,” he growls quietly, and I turn my face, needing a taste of his lips
against mine.
My breath hitches as every sound fades away and he kisses me painfully slowly, almost as if he’s trying
to control himself.
“Sebastian!” Reality suddenly returns, tearing us from one another and I step back, realising the kids
are giggling. The sound now fills my ears and I turn to see Agatha standing thereden with gifts. She
looks a little teary but otherwise happy. “I’m so sorry I’mte, the gifts were all taken to be checked
before I was allowed in and there.
were so many…” she says, wringing her hand at the bags that she’s just ced on the floor. “Mom,
what are you doing here?” Sebastian asks, frowning slightly.
“I was invited by my daughter-inw, it’s none of your business! Now where are my grandchildren?”
she says, staring at the children. Her eyes well with tears as she rushes over and cups their faces.
“My… oh my, it’s a mini-Sebastian and Zaia… you two made such beautiful children!”
Sebastian and I exchange looks, and I can’t help but smile. We really did. Agatha showers both Zion
and Sia with lots of kisses.
“I’m grandmother Agatha. You can call me Granny Aggy ok, your dad is my son. Will you remember
that?” she gushes, kissing them both again. “Aggy? Really?” Sebastian says, cocking a brow.
“I was thinking the same.” I giggle. Eggy. “What did you just think?” Sebastian asks me, and I shake my
head, feeling guilty.
He looks amused and winks at me, making me all giddy under his gaze. His eyes dip to my lips before
he forces himself to look away. “Ok, children? Granny Aggy?” “Yes Granny, now please don’t cry, the
house might get flooded,” Zion says making Sebastian smirk.
“He’s right, Mom, calm down.”
“How can I calm down? These are my grandchildren! I love them more than I love you!” she sobs as
she hugs them again.
“It’s ok Granny Aggy. We are always going to be together!” Sia says gently. My heart clenches as
Gerard’s words fill my mind and the reminder of her health weighs down on me. I’m pulled out of my
dark thoughts when Agatha hugs me tightly.
“Thank you, Zaia. For these beautiful children, for giving my foolish son another chance and for being
the best daughter-inw one could hope for.” She whispers as she cups my face. I smile at her and
shake my head. “You don’t need to thank me,” I reply, giving her a kiss on the cheek.
She smiles happily as she looks between Sebastian and me before cupping his face. “Keep her happy,
always.” She smiles, the corner of her eyes wrinkling before she slowly moves back.
“Come on everyone, we should go eat first. Zaia cooked everything.” Valerie deres as I offer Agatha
a tissue. “Come on, kiddies!”
Jai picks up Sia, as Zion motions, Sebastian to follow. “Mom made too much for you,” he states.
Sebastian smirks. “Oh yeah? Well, I’ll join give me a minute.”
Zion nods before rushing off and I turn slowly, wondering if he wants to say something or if I should
follow everyone else.
“Shall we-“I gasp when he grabs my arm, spinning me around and pushing me up against the wall
behind me.
“Not so fast…” he growls dangerously. His voice is possessive and sexy as he cages me between his
arms and I blow a strand of hair from in front of my face, in an attempt to move. it back. His eyes flicker
as he slowly brushes it back, admiring my face.
“Oh? And why not?” I whisper. His eyes are now burning silver and I know my own have changed too.
‘Because I fucking need a moment to show you how much I missed you.’
My heart thunders and it’s not only from his words, but because he’s somehow telepathically
communicating with me.
“How…” I whisper as he grips the side of my face. ‘You know the answer to that,’ he murmurs once
again as he closes the gap between us.
I look at him. The old tales suggest of a telepathic bond between mates, families and packs where they
couldmunicate without even speaking a word out loud. Legend says that’s how they
communicated in battle… 2
Is it truly happening between us? It is…
This is another part of us that we have lost… 1
I focus on him, willing him to hear me. “Then kiss me.’ I try He smirks.
“With pleasure,” he whispers back. I did it! But the happiness of the moment is consumed with
something far better, far more intense. And when his lips press against mine in a delicious, deep kiss. I
am his.
His body presses firmly against mine. One of his hands roam my body, before it settles on my ass,
squeezing it hard as his tongue delves into my mouth and with it… Abustion of emotions. Intense,
powerful, full of love and possessiveness.
Emotions that belong to him… but through our bond I can feel them all… almost- no, not almost, but as
if I am reading his mind…
“That is the true gift of fated mates.’ he murmurs, his voice like ate-night melody, humming through
me like magic…