Butterscotch Souls: The Morningstar Series: Book 4
Butterscotch Souls – Chapter 22

Tate and I walked hand in hand to the school. Once we were there I had no idea where to go. I stood in the entry way of the school trying to remember where to go from here. In my defense, we were shown a lot yesterday.

“This way Momma.” Tate said as he started to pull me in a direction that I hope is the kitchen.

After a couple of minutes things started to look familiar. Then, seconds later we came to the double doors of the kitchen. I could smell fresh cinnamon rolls coming from the other side. I looked down at Tate and he looked up at me.

“Should we knock or something?” I asked him.

Tate shrugged. Gods, we are bad at this. Maybe we should have waited for Ambrose to come with us. Taking a deep breath I raised my hand to knock when one of the doors swung open.

An absolutely stunning women smiled at Tate and I. She has golden hair that I would literally kill for. I love my thick and long hair but this womens puts mine to shame. Even french braided in four parts it was thick and went all the way down to her thighs. Her golden eyes are warm and she instantly made me feel comfortable.

“You must be Epperly.” She said to me and then looked down at my son. “And you must be Tate.”

Tate looked up at me and I nodded to him.

“Yeah I’m Tate. Do you know my daddy?” Tate asked the women.

The beautiful women giggled and it warmed me. It’s strange, it’s almost like I know her. The only other person I have ever felt comfortable around like this was Ambrose. Though, I guess I did feel very warm and comfortable around his family as well. Maybe she is a part of the family.

“I’m Belle, it’s so nice to meet you guys.” Belle said with a bright smile. Then she pushed the door open and opened her arm out for us to come in. “Come on in. A fresh batch of cinnamon rolls just came out. Are you guys hungry?” She asked as we walked through the door.

“Starving.” I said with a small laugh.

Tate nodded his little head enthusiastically.

Once we entered we found a few familiar faces. Tia and Max were present with their four children. Two of them I had not gotten to meet before. They are twins just like the first two children of theirs. Boys as well, and they look exactly alike. Golden curly hair sat on top of their little heads, and they have the same green eyes as Lydia.

They seem to be around two years old.

Along with them are Bianca, Ahkari, a man I don’t believe I have met yet, and two small children. One of the kids looks to be around Tate’s age, the other looks around two years old. The man that was holding the smaller child smiled when he saw me, and I returned the smile. He has black hair that is shaved at the sides, and kind, hazel eyes.

“You guys this is Epperly, Ambrose’s mate, and their son, Tate.” Belle said to the few that had not met me yet.

“Hi.” I said with a small wave.

“It’s nice to finally meet you guys.” The man said. “I’m Robby, Belle’s mate. And this is Ziggy, he’s our oldest.” Robby told me and then looked at Tate. “Tate how old are you?” He asked.

“Five..” Tate said shyly.

Robby smiled brightly. “Ziggy is five as well. Maybe you guys can be friends.” Robby suggested.

Ziggy bounded up to Tate the moment the word ‘friend’ left his fathers mouth. Tate stared at the boy for a few moments before smiling. I could practically feel the excitement fighting to break free from him.

“Hi, I’m Ziggy. Wanna play?” The boy asked.

Tate started to nod his head before Gatlin caught his eye. My son frowned at his cousin before turning back to Ziggy. Then he crossed his arms over his small chest.

“Are you friends with Gatlin?” Tate asked out right, making Robby snort.

Ziggy made a sour face and turned his head toward the trouble maker in question. Then he put his little hand over his mouth to whisper to Tate.

“He’s my cousin but he’s always getting me in trouble.” Ziggy whispered loudly.

“Hey!” Gatlin yelled at them.

“Good. Gatlin is mean and he ripped up Clover’s drawing.” Tate said.

“What? When did you do that?” Tia asked her son.

Gatlin looked up at his mom sheepishly.

“It was only one time Mommy!” Gatlin defended himself.

Tia rolled her eyes and I mouthed ‘I’m sorry’ to her. She smiled at me and waved me off. Belle set two plates down at two stools and ushered for us to come and sit.

“Tate you can play with Ziggy after you eat.” I told him.

“Okay Mommy.” Tate said as he climbed onto the stool.

Belle placed an entire sheet of giant cinnamon rolls in front of us and Tate didn’t hesitate in the slightest to dig in. We all chuckled at him and then I was helping myself as well. A few minutes after eating Tate looked at his aunt Tia. She caught his eye but waited patiently for him to say something.

“Auntie Tia, Daddy said that when we got here I could have some more b***d…” Tate trailed off. “Can I please have some?” He asked politely.

Tia smiled at him.

“Of course you can, let me get you a few bags.” She said and then spoke to me as she walked past me. “Ambrose was like that when he first shifted. Mom and Dad had to teach him how to feed from someone before he drained the whole school of our supply.” She told me.

“He was feeding from people at that age?” I asked.

Tia nodded as she threw a few b***d bags in the microwave.

“He only fed from Mom and Dad at first, well actually it was always one of them until he got his feeding under control. Then he was able to get back to b***d bags.” She said.

I nodded.

“How long did it take him to get it under control?” I asked.

Tia shrugged.

“Not really sure, I’m only a year older than him so I was pretty young myself. But I believe it only took him a few months.” She told me.

Again, I nodded to her. I’d have to ask Ambrose about it. Maybe we should be teaching Tate to feed from us too. I don’t want him draining the school if we can prevent it.

After about 30 minutes Tate and I finished the entire sheet of cinnamon rolls. Everyone chuckled at the amount of food we were able to put away. Then Tate asked if he could play with Ziggy who had been waiting patiently with a couple of monster trucks.

We were all talking amongst ourselves when the toddler in Robby’s arms started to make faces at me. Her little golden locks were up in pigtails that hung down to the middle of her body. Kids got her moms hair. Her hazel eyes are just as kind as her fathers.

Both of Belle and Robby’s children look like perfect mixes of the two of them.

“Aunt Epply.” She babbled making me smile.

“Hi kiddo.” I said to her.

“Oh f**k, I totally forgot to introduce you!” Robby said.

“Did you just say the f word in our daughters ear?” Belle asked.

Robby froze.

“Course not babe.” He told her with a hollow laugh making Bianca snort.

Belle only shook her head as she faught back a smile.

“Anyways,” Robby said then cleared his throat. “This is little Daisy, she’s two.” He told me.

I smiled down at the little girl.

“Hi there Daisy.” I said to her.

Daisy put her arms out to me and I looked up at Robby, who was more than happy to push his daughter into my arms.

Bianca scoffed at the toddler.

“You don’t even let me hold you and I’m supposed to be your favorite aunt.” She whined making Ahkari laugh.

“My daughter never lets anyone touch her except her dad. She gives ‘daddy’s girl’ a whole new meaning.” Belle said with a laugh. “Even while I was pregnant, if Robby left my side for a minute I was a mess.” She told me.

“We had to shower together and everything.” Robby said and I turned to him to see him smirking at Belle. “It was tragic really.” He said and then winked.

“You guys are gross.” Bianca said to them.

“Says the girl who never keeps her hands off of her mate. At least I have self control.” Robby argued with her.

Bianca scoffed at him.

“Self control my a*s, the two of you are always going at it.” She said.

“What are Mommy and Daddy always going at?” Ziggy asked from beside me.

Bianca’s face went red and so did Robby’s. Belle rolled her eyes while Max and Ahkari snickered. I stayed silent as the little girl in my arms twirled my hair in her little fingers. Tia was scolding Gatlin with her eyes for something, completely unaware of the awkwardness in the air.

“Nothing baby.” Belle said to her son. “Daddy and Aunt B are just being silly.” She told her son.

Ziggy looked at Tate who shrugged. I had to fight back my laughter. Oh, I can already tell that the two of them are going to be the best of friends. The boys ran off into the corner and I set Daisy down on the table in front of me.

“My gosh you are so cute!” I told her as I tickled her belly. “Ugh, I want a girl next.” I said out loud.

Opps, I was supposed to keep that to myself.

“You and Ambrose trying for another?” Bianca asked me.

“Bianca.” Ahkari scolded.

“What?” She responded with a frown.

“I don’t want to hear about my brothers s*x life.” Ahkari said with a shiver.

“Well the rest of us wanna know.” Belle said and then looked at me.

“So are you? You guys spent a lot of time apart, I bet you’ve been going at it like wild animals.” She said with a giggle.

My face flushed. Sure we’ve made out a few times, and this morning was… wonderful, but we hadn’t had s*x yet. I tried to several times. Ever since seeing him again my body has been craving him.

I know that Ambrose had been denying me because he wanted me to know what being marked meant first, but… Should we have been having s*x this whole time?

Everyone seemed to think that would be the case. Am I doing something wrong?

“You do not have to answer them if you don’t want to.” Tia told me when I didn’t respond.

“Uh, no it’s fine.” I said and then cleared my throat. “Uhm, we acutally haven’t… yet..” I trailed off awkwardly.

Everyone’s face was the same. Shocked. Their eyes went wide but they all recovered quickly. None of them responded right away and I was beginning to think that there was something wrong with me.

“Is that bad?” I asked in an almost whisper.

Belle was the first to shake her head.

“No, it isn’t bad. Shocking, but not bad.” She said. “We all thought that Ambrose would have had his way with you and marked you by now.” She said with a laugh. “That’s all.”

“He said he wants to wait until I understand what it’s like to be marked.” I told them. “Which is confusing because he told me what it was like to be marked already.” I said.

Belle and Tia shared a look before turning back to me. Just when Belle opened her mouth someone came through the doors. My back is to the doors but I could hear them swing open.

Then my favorite scent of fresh dirt and camp fire filled my nose. Ambrose walked up behind me and wrapped his arms around me. He pushed his nose into my hair and inhaled deeply.

“I missed you.” He whispered in my ear and then kissed my cheek.

“I missed you too. What took you so long?” I asked him.

“Daddy!” Tate shouted as he ran up to his dad.

Ambrose snatched him up in his arms and hugged him.

“Did you have breakfast?” He asked Tate.

Our son nodded to his father.

“Yeah, Belle’s cinnamon rolls are so good Daddy. And I’ve been playing with Ziggy and he’s sooooo much more fun than Gatlin. We are playing monster trucks.” He told his dad.

Ambrose chuckled.

“That sounds great buddy. Make sure you guys include your cousins, even if you don’t like them.” Ambrose said as he set his son down.

Tate grumbled but then they were all playing together.

“I have no idea what exactly Gatlin did to piss Tate off so much, but my son knows how to hold a grudge.” Ambrose said with a laugh.

I thought about what he said for a moment.

Does Ambrose know how to hold a grudge? Is that the real reason why he won’t sleep with me? Because he’s still angry with me for leaving him and taking his unborn son with me?

“Knowing Gatlin it could be anything.” Max said. “Kid has too much engery and too many bad ideas.” He said.

“He just needs a better outlet.” Tia said. “Maybe we should have him join training.” She said.

“At four?” I asked shocked.

Tia nodded.

“Our kids already train a little bit but we offer after school training for all age groups. We have a kid one. Gatlin loves to fight or at the very least always be doing something, so maybe it’ll do him some good.” She told me.

I nodded.

“Should we put Tate in something like that?” I asked Ambrose.

Ambrose smiled down at me and kissed my head.

“I can teach him everything he needs to know. Tate will be training with me. There’s no one better to teach him than me. I’m the one that organizes all of the training and who to put in charge of them anyways.” He told me with a proud smile.

Damn, that’s kind of hot. My mate is the one who is in charge of all the fighting and training. He’s so strong, and big, and sexy, and big.

“Oooookay.” Robby said as he stood up and grabbed his daughter from me. “If you guys are going to be undressing each other with your eyes I will be taking my daughter back thank you.” He said and then sat back down.

Ambrose chuckled.

“That’s fine, I want to take my mate and kid anyways.” He said and then turned to Tate. “Come on buddy. You can play with Ziggy later, and you guys are in the same class so you’ll see him tomorrow.” He said.

“Where are we going?” I asked as Tate helped put the toys away. Not that Gatlin wasn’t pulling them all back out anyways.

“We’re going to the training center outside so that I can teach Tate a few things.” He told me.

“Oh okay.” I said.

Ambrose grabbed my hand and then grabbed Tates with his other one. We said our goodbyes to everyone and then Ambrose walked us through the school to a set of double doors that lead outside. Right out back is a huge area.

There is a ring, kind of like in wrestling, to one side. There’s also a large shed to the side. Peaking in I could see a few weapons. Mostly it was an open, empty area.

“It looks different when I have people here training.” Ambrose told me.

“Are you going to fight with Tate? Because I never got to teach him how to fight.” I told Ambrose as Tate looked around.

Ambrose turned to me and raised a brow.

“You know how to fight?” He asked.

I scoffed and crossed my arms over my chest.

“Why do you sound so surprised?” I whined.

Ambrose chuckled.

“Maybe because I’ve never seen you fight.” He said.

“You haven’t seen me do a lot of things.” I said.

“You got me there babe.” He said with a laugh and then shook his head. “I’m not going to fight with Tate, not yet. First he needs to know the basics and then I can teach him some stuff.” He told me.

“But I want to see if we can get him to use his magic and then I want to get him to shift again.” Ambrose finished.

“Shift?” I said with a bit of panic. “But all of his bones broke, it sounded painful..” I said.

“Hey relax.” Ambrose said as he put his hands on my shoulders.

Instantly I felt more relaxed. Okay, that’s unfair.

“Yes, it does hurt, but the more he does it the less it will hurt, until it doesn’t hurt at all anymore. And it should be easier now, the first time is always the worst.” He told me.

I nodded.

“Okay. So what do we do?” I asked.

Ambrose beamed at me and then called Tate over.

“Alright let’s start with the basics. Witch’s get their power from the elements. So, we can control them all. Do you know what the elements are Tate?” Ambrose asked.

Tate nodded.

“Wind, fire, water, earth.” Tate answered and I beamed with pride.

Ambrose smiled.

“Very good but, you are missing one.” He said and I frowned. Ambrose pointed a finger on Tate’s chest. “Spirit. Everyone has to have spirit.” He said.

“Now, there are a few different types of magic. Black magic is forbidden so you are not allowed to use that.” Ambrose said.

“What is black magic?” I asked.

“Certain spells can cause witches to go dark. We call that black magic. Withes will lose their minds and eventually die because of it. Unfortunately, it results in more than one death.” He told us.

I nodded and Ambrose continued.

“So, let’s see if you can call on the elements.”

*********************************************

For the next couple of hours Ambrose taught Tate about magic. He switched between explaining what things are and then making Tate do them. Tate aced everything his dad threw at him.

I was a bit shocked that it seemed to come so easily to him. Not that it didn’t for me, it just took me some time to control making wishes.

Around 1p.m. we went home and had lunch. Ambrose made us BLT sandwhiches and we had chips. Then the three of us shared an entire loaf of banana bread. Honestly, how fair is it that my mate is this good of a cook. After Tate had his fair share of b***d we all went back to training.

This time around Ambrose had Tate do a few spells. Tate did well on everything but teleporting. He could do it, he just wasn’t very good at it. At one point Ambrose had Tate teleport to the front of the school, where Ambrose teleported to to wait for him.

A few minutes later they appeared right in front of me. Apparently Tate teleported to the kitchen instead. Ambrose laughed and said he would get the hang of it though.

For a couple of hours Ambrose had Tate sit and meditate. I thought that was sweet. Ambrose taught Tate how to use his hearing to listen, then his eyes to focus on different things, we even worked on his sense of smell.

Around 6 p.m. Tate was hungry again. We all walked back to our home where Ambrose made us dinner.

He made tacos with all the fixings. I was thrilled, I love mexican. And it even tasted authentic and he had my favorite hot sauce. How perfect. After we had finished dinner Tate watched some TV while Ambrose and I cleaned up.

“Your sister told me that your parents had to teach you how to feed from them when you were going through what Tate is, should we be doing that?” I asked Ambrose.

My mate shrugged as he put the left overs in the fridge.

“We can if you want to love. It would be good for him to learn now anyways that way he doesn’t accidently kill someone.” Ambrose said.

“Daddy, are we gonna go for a run?” Tate asked as he came into the kitchen.

“Yes we are. Let’s head out back. Mommy can watch us and then come back in for some alone time.” Ambrose said.

I smiled.

Alone time? What would I even do. Oh, I can take another bath.

We all walked out the back door. I noticed that the laundry room is now four times bigger and even has a launge area just like I wanted. When did he even do that?

Ambrose took Tate to just before the treeling.

“Okay now we get undressed so that we don’t ruin out clothes.” Ambrose said as he stripped out of his shirt.

Oh f**k, I hope he can’t scent me from the porch. Ambrose’s eyes connected with mine and they darkened. Okay so he can, great.

“I have to get naked?” Tate asked and Ambrose nodded to him. “What if someone sees us Daddy?” Tate asked in a whisper.

Ambrose chuckled.

“Don’t worry kiddo, it’s normal around here.” He said.

“It is?” Tate asked.

Ambrose nodded.

“Yes, it’s normal for werewolves.” He answered.

“Okay Daddy.” Tate said and started to take his clothes off.

The moment they were both naked I tried not to look at Ambrose. If I do then he is definitely going to smell me. And I’m going to get ideas that won’t be fullfilled. Well, I guess he did make me c*m this morning. Maybe he can at least do that again?

“Alright buddy.” Ambrose said knocking me out of my thoughts.

“Now I want you to talk with Skoll. You two have to do this together. Tell him you want to shift and he should help guide you. I’m going to be right here the whole time. The more connected you and Skoll are the faster and less painful it’ll be.” Ambrose told him.

I could see Tate nod and then went quiet. Tate’s back is to me so I looked at Ambrose who is standing in front of our son. Ambrose was watching Tate for a few moments.

Then the sound of bones breaking echoed in the air and I cringed. I forced myself to watch as Tate shifted. It was much faster this time then the first time he changed. A few seconds later Tate was standing on four paws.

Ambrose crouched down in front of Tate’s tiny wolf. I say tiny but the kid is much larger than your normal wolf pup. Actually I’ve seen grown werewolves smaller than Tate.

“Wow…” Ambrose breathed out as he ran his fingers through Tate’s fur. “You look exactly like me.” He said proudly.

“Of f*****g course he does.” I grumbled under my breath.

“Don’t be upset momma bear.” Ambrose said louder and I rolled my eyes.

Ambrose chuckled and stood to his feet. I forgot that I wasn’t supposed to be looking at him, so I did. My eyes trailed down his body to his large member and I sucked in my bottom l*p.

I remember how that feels. How good it made me feel, how badly I’ve been craving it. Damn, he is so hot. I just want to run my hands all over his body.

“Epperly.” Came my mates deep voice.

I think he was meaning to scold me but his vocie is so low and raspy that it had the opposite affect on me. My face heated and my panties grew wetter. Ambrose is staring at me with dark eyes and my breath hitched.

The breeze blew and Ambrose took in a deep inhale. A low growl rumbled from his chest.

“f**k, I have to shift. Go back inside.” Ambrose ordered me.

“No I wanna see your wolf.” I said.

Ambrose looked at me and shook his head. He mumbled something under his breath but I didn’t hear. Then, in literally like two seconds, he shifted.

A very large pure black wolf stood in his place. He was right, Tate looks like the puppy version of him. How annoying.

I watched as the wolves sniffed and rubbed all over each other. Then Ambrose nudged Tate with his nose and Tate took off in a run. Ambrose gave me one last look before taking off after our son.

I sighed as I watched them go.

Then I walked back into the house. Ambrose said that they would probably be gone for a couple of hours. So, I cleaned up the house a little bit. I also picked up Tate’s room. After about an hour I went back to my bedroom and ran myself a bath. I added all of the things that I saw Ambrose add for me and the sank in.

I’ve only been here for a couple of days and already I feel pampered. I lay in the tub for a while just thinking about my mate. Cumming one time this morning was not nearly enough for me. Not after I remember the one night we shared together, vividly at that. I’ve not even had enough alone time to touch myself since having Tate.

Thinking about Ambrose and those dark eyes, I trailed a hand up my body. When I got to my core I started to work myself. All of my thoughts were focused on my mate, and with every thought I moved faster and faster.

His eyes and how they darken with l**t, his smile and the way those lips feel against mine, his voice and how raspy it gets when I get him worked up. Flashes of our night together were moving through my head. I was growing closer and closer to cumming, until finally my o****m broke through.

A loud m**n tumbled from my lips as I came and at the same time, the door to the bathroom was flung open.

There stood my mate. His nostrils flaring and his eyes glowing orange. My face flushed at just being caught masterbating.

“So, my little mate likes to touch herself I see.” Ambrose said as he sauntered into the room.

I gulped.

“You better have been thinking of me, mate.”