Hideaway Strath You talk like a man and taste like the sun

He had to agree with Simmik. He also doesn’t want anything too crazy happening while his pups were but defenseless potatoes. It would be a right shame if he had to kill someone for stepping onto the land without permission (wink wink). To protect his pack, his and Derg’s pups, and the soon to be due mothers; Nyra and Aerin. 

“I agree with you there.” He hums back before all the pups start crawling over to him and nuzzling into his fur.

He exclaims his earlier sentence and laughs as he watches them crawl over and bump each other clumsily. They’re so fat and healthy, so big too. Kyn feels his breast swell with pride because he knows they’re going to grow up to be as big and strong as him and hopefully just as savage. He wouldn’t rest until all of his children were cold blooded killers and worthy of carrying on the Saint bloodline. Oh, how he will be so proud to see his three boys tear someone to pieces and he’s sure Simmik would be too.

When Simmik’s laugh echoes throughout the den, he feels his heart swell so deeply for his love for her. Not even minding the little balls of fur crawling over him as he looks up to her beautiful face. A look of pure adoration overcomes him and he realizes how truly happy he is. He can see the love in Simmik’s gaze and it gives him life — gives him the will to live. He would never die if only for her to look at him like that every day for the remainder of his life. 

They’re perfect. She whispers and he sees her eyes glisten with happy tears. His heart skips a beat and he smiles so softly at her that he swears his teeth would rot out from how sweet it is. He blinks his own eyes willing away his own wetness he feels gathering there. He would not allow himself to cry. So he scoots a bit closer to her, which causes the pups to whine a bit and press closer against their father’s stomach. Settling his massive head closer to Simmik’s, he touches his forehead to her own and stares at her with such desperation that he swears he would never be able to communicate how much he loves her with words or actions the like.

“They are.” He hums. “You are too, babe.” He whispers and softly laps at her lips with a dark tongue. “I would do anything for you — for them. Anything, even give my own life. Anything to make sure you’re all safe.”