The Little Things
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The Little Things is a free read, offered unedited & as-is. It may contain adult content, including strong language, violence and sexual situations.
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The Little Things is a free read, offered unedited & as-is. It may contain adult content, including strong language, violence and sexual situations.
A tale of love that spans forty years and proof that the lessons learned in childhood shape the people we become.
Part One: Set forty years before the start of Cry Sanctuary, as Gavin continues to court Samantha with patient care.
Part Two: Set between Cry Sanctuary and Sanctuary Lost, as Keith proves he knows how much the little things matter.
The Little Things is a free read, offered unedited & as-is. It may contain adult content, including strong language, violence and sexual situations.
Part One: Set forty years before the start of Cry Sanctuary, as Gavin continues to court Samantha with patient care.
Part Two: Set between Cry Sanctuary and Sanctuary Lost, as Keith proves he knows how much the little things matter.
The Little Things is a free read, offered unedited & as-is. It may contain adult content, including strong language, violence and sexual situations.
Length: Story | Rating: Sensual | Publisher: Freebies
Themes: Werewolves, Ex-Military, Dominance Games, Badass Alphas
Lead Characters: Keith Winston, Abigail Adler, Samantha Hamilton, Gavin Hamilton
Supporting Characters: Keith Winston, Joe Mitchell
Supporting Characters: Keith Winston, Joe Mitchell
"Sam will like it. And then you can get married, and this will be her house too, and you'll have to ask before you do anything else to it." Keith frowned. "Or do you not have to ask, because you're the alpha?"
"A smart man knows who's boss." Gavin laughed in spite of his nervousness. Maybe he should have asked. "I may be alpha, but so is Sammie."
Keith gave him another of those exasperated looks. "So how are you supposed to know what you can do without getting in trouble?"
"You're not. That's part of the fascination of--" Gavin cleared his throat. Darcy would undoubtedly not appreciate his efforts to educate her young son about romantic relationships. "On second thought, I don't think your mother would want you to hear this yet."
"Gavin. I'm almost eight."
"Exactly. Talk to me in ten years."
Keith made a face at him. "I'm not a little kid. I know about girls."
The shelves could wait. "Oh, do tell."
"Well..." The boy suddenly became very interested in the hammer and nails again. "See, Hope learned how to change last month too, right? And we're the only two who can, so she said that meant she'd be my mate, but I don't really think I need one so I asked my dad if I had to have a mate and he asked why so I told him, then he got kind of nervous-looking and went and talked to Hope's dad and then they both talked to me. A lot. For, like, hours."
Gavin fought to keep a straight face, but the corner of his mouth ticked up anyway. "Hope is a very nice girl, but you're a little young yet to be worried about mating. Plenty of time for that. I mean, look at me. I'm ten times your age. Do you know what that means?"
"You're..." Keith squinted a little. "Seventy, I think? Mom said I have to stop doing math and work on writing and spelling."
"Diversification is a sound strategy," he observed solemnly. "Anyway, my point is that I went more than ten times longer than you without taking a mate. So don't let Hope rush you up."
Keith shrugged one shoulder. "Doesn't matter anyway. Hope's dad made it so she can't open her bedroom window anymore, so now she's mad at me for telling. I have a different question. What's a courting gift?"
Gavin rubbed his hands over his face. "Let's sit over here." He led the boy to the bench in the hallway and sat. "A courting gift is something you give someone you want to spend more time with, or maybe marry. Like the darkroom for Sam."
"So the darkroom is a courting gift? Mom said it was and Dad said no one gives people courting gifts anymore and Mom said they did back when men were worth marrying."
It was, undoubtedly, a conversation he hadn't been invited to listen in on. "Not many people do anymore, your da's right about that. And I would have set up the darkroom for her, even if I didn't want to marry her. But I do, and so I suppose you could consider it a gift like that."
Keith worried at his lower lip with his teeth for a moment before heaving a sigh. "Well, I hope she says yes, because this is a lot of work."
"A smart man knows who's boss." Gavin laughed in spite of his nervousness. Maybe he should have asked. "I may be alpha, but so is Sammie."
Keith gave him another of those exasperated looks. "So how are you supposed to know what you can do without getting in trouble?"
"You're not. That's part of the fascination of--" Gavin cleared his throat. Darcy would undoubtedly not appreciate his efforts to educate her young son about romantic relationships. "On second thought, I don't think your mother would want you to hear this yet."
"Gavin. I'm almost eight."
"Exactly. Talk to me in ten years."
Keith made a face at him. "I'm not a little kid. I know about girls."
The shelves could wait. "Oh, do tell."
"Well..." The boy suddenly became very interested in the hammer and nails again. "See, Hope learned how to change last month too, right? And we're the only two who can, so she said that meant she'd be my mate, but I don't really think I need one so I asked my dad if I had to have a mate and he asked why so I told him, then he got kind of nervous-looking and went and talked to Hope's dad and then they both talked to me. A lot. For, like, hours."
Gavin fought to keep a straight face, but the corner of his mouth ticked up anyway. "Hope is a very nice girl, but you're a little young yet to be worried about mating. Plenty of time for that. I mean, look at me. I'm ten times your age. Do you know what that means?"
"You're..." Keith squinted a little. "Seventy, I think? Mom said I have to stop doing math and work on writing and spelling."
"Diversification is a sound strategy," he observed solemnly. "Anyway, my point is that I went more than ten times longer than you without taking a mate. So don't let Hope rush you up."
Keith shrugged one shoulder. "Doesn't matter anyway. Hope's dad made it so she can't open her bedroom window anymore, so now she's mad at me for telling. I have a different question. What's a courting gift?"
Gavin rubbed his hands over his face. "Let's sit over here." He led the boy to the bench in the hallway and sat. "A courting gift is something you give someone you want to spend more time with, or maybe marry. Like the darkroom for Sam."
"So the darkroom is a courting gift? Mom said it was and Dad said no one gives people courting gifts anymore and Mom said they did back when men were worth marrying."
It was, undoubtedly, a conversation he hadn't been invited to listen in on. "Not many people do anymore, your da's right about that. And I would have set up the darkroom for her, even if I didn't want to marry her. But I do, and so I suppose you could consider it a gift like that."
Keith worried at his lower lip with his teeth for a moment before heaving a sigh. "Well, I hope she says yes, because this is a lot of work."
