“So....” I gently touch my mates hair. His golden locks feels so soft against the fingertips.
“Uhm... about Uhm... Children...” I stutter forward not knowing how to start or how to end for that matter.

“Yeah...” Leo's morning voice going a thad deeper as he lifts his head ontop of my chest to look me in the eyes. “What about it?”

“Well I just wonder, if you have never thought about it at all? I mean you must have thought about it before...” I asked gesturing my hand between us.

“Um.. well” He sighes tilting his head slightly. “I kind of thought of never having kids, I mean just look at my father – I didnt want that.” His voice ending in a mere whispere.
He streched out his legs before continuing “And, it would piss off my grumpy old dad if his heir never continued his so-called golden blodline” he smikkered “Think I would have made an awesome uncle tho.”

“Yeah” I smile up at Leo. “And I know you would have been a greate father.”
“Im so sorry I took that away from you.” I tear my gase away from him, swallowing down the bubble in my throat.

“No, no you didn't” he says laying a reasuring hand on my chest “There are other ways” he winks at me.

“If you are thinking about letting a woman into our bed I must disappoint you I will kill whoever lays a hand on you.” I loudly say my protest.

“NO” a slight terror in his eyes he continued ”Never.” Leo stated firmly as he roles out of bed and turnes towards me “I was thinking of adoption” gesturing with his hans he say “Futher down the line.. you know way way down there.” he say and points to the end of the bed.

“Yeah, we could adopt.” I scootch closer to the end of the bed, towards him. “You think we would be good parents?”

“The best” He engulfs me in a tight hug “And we got your father, he is awesome”

“Yeah he will help a lot!” We release eachother and take a step towards the bathroom “Yeah I think it would work,- we could adopt” I grinn to my-happy-self.

“Or” He sais showing me face first into the wall nexto the door, his hard cock rocking its way between my naked asscheeks, while his hand is gripping my neck forcefully and whispers in my ear “we could hope for me magicaly making you concieve a child with my golden sperm” He ends it with a loud spanking on my right ass, leaving it red and thumping, as he realises me and goes to take a shower.

“Uhm... I think your sperm is magical...” I say running into the shower almost tripping over my own jelly feet “So I think we should try” Leos laughter bounches of the wall “-and as many times as it takes...”

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   The palace I grew up in where filled to the brim with shifters from all over. Standing on top of the nest and scouting out over our land, the grass thousand feet beneath us were filling up whit tents in all shape and sizes, shifters hudling up in small and larger groups around bondfires. Some yelling, some laughing.

Rupert was standing next to me, for a man of not liking heights, he sure was dedicated to his work. Booming out orders to the watchguard nexto us, while behind us were the entry to the vertical droped nest, hollowed out from the mountain we stood on.

Leo was sitting on the ledge iron fence with his back against us, chatting with Silver and our nextdoor neighbor. They were smiling and laughing at something Silver had said. As if on cue,  Leo sensed me staring and turned his head to look at me. His smile broaden even more and his likeble dimple shone like a black diamond in the sunnyday.

A young man stepped up closer to Leo, His hand filled with a lump of rock. Moving swiftly he knocked Silver down with his left elbow and swung his right hand at my mate.

Leo must have seen the horror in my eyes as he turned haistley towards the unknown shifter. But it was to late as the hard rock came crasing down and knocked my mate over the rail and his lifeless body came hurling down the nest.

I roared whit all my might and jumped over the railing and towards my mate. His eyes closed and a trail of red blod started pipling out of the wound right above his left eye. “Leo” I screamed as I grabed his shirt in my fists, shifthed my weight so I was underneath. Tempting my Lynx foarward I roared my mates name “Leo” Demanding him to open his eyes.

Two golden setts shine towards me as my mate oppens his eyes and looks onto mine in the wilderness of caos. “Leo! shift! Now!” I demand again as my legs and arms use every bit of ounce of force I have whitinn me to trow him furter up, and hopefully slow him down, and buy him more time to shift and get the hell out of here. As a shimmering light takes a hold of my Leo I slowly close my eyes and turn to face my certain death.

A screame behinde me makes my eyes flutter oppen. The screame is somewhere between a man and a hawke. And I hope with all my heart he has made the transformation. Strong arms cluch around my chest, and my heart drops as the ground comes towards us in a rush.

His hand presures my chest as our direction chance and my legs bash into the ground as we thunder towards the wall in a forcefull landing.

Dust howering around my eyes I try to scramble myself up, to find my mate. My heart acing and bleeding I hardly feel the pain in my arm. “Leo, Leo” I cough to the raspy sand now entering my throat.

“You fucking idiot!” Leos voice is filled whit emotions as he scarmbles to his feat next to me.

My eyes scan his body for injuries, His clothes are dirty and dysty, but besides his cut above his eye he looks unharmed.

Reliefe flood hits me and I start grinning like an idiot.

“Idiot! The biggest idiot is my mate.... I cant belive it! …. “ Leo continues fuming of. And I oppen my mouth to say something, probably not smart, when I see it.

I blink, trying to wrap my head around it, but what I see is clear. Large golden winges behinde my mates human forme. Shifting slightly as he moves, his voice dimming out in all the comotion.

“Wings.” I blurt out at my mate. Making him fume even more.

“Yes you idiot! You are not a bird! You dont have wings! You dont trow yourself of a 1000 fot drop when you dont have wings!”

“Leo” I say towards him I awe “You are beautifull”.

Leo kruches up his bows in frustration “Did you hit your head?”

“Look” I point towards him.

He sifths his feat, and haistley turns his head. His massive wings swaying slightly behind him, the feathers coating his wings looking like pearls of beads in the glissening sunnlight from above. He turnes haisly back towards me with a slight panic in his eyes.

“Whoa” Im quickly on my feet and next to him in seconds” - whoa easy...” I gently say, trying to soothe his emotions, whirling inside him. “Your okay, just breathe” I cup his face in my hands, ignoring the slight sting in my elbow.

His warm breath filles the small space between us. Bumping his forehead to mine I feel him relax into me. His eyes taking on an glowing form, his breath hitched but he kept close. His wings shifting into him, like golden shimmers behind him, melting into him again they disapeard.

A small relieved smile tuged on Leo's lips, his eyes going back to his blue orbs.

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My father came storming through the crowd like a huricane, Grabing us both like a masiv blanket, squising and hugging us. “Meat hall. One from each clan. Now!” He barked out, shifters scurry out in a rush, birds shifting and soaring out as our king led us throug our castle to our meat hall.

My father wanted answers, and surely enough the litle rascal, the uncnown shifter that almost killed my mate stood right in the senter, when we walked beside my father into the meat hall.

“Rooooarr” I barked out my discontent at the decieving shifther, and was about to rip out his throat when my father held me back.

“Wait son!” his hand tugging the back off my neck, holding me in place. “We need to question him first.”
“Good jobb Rupert.” My dad nod's towards my right hand man.

Rupert stod behinde the uncnown shifter his eyes borring through his back, oozing of hate and discontempt in more ways than one with is stiff posture. Brax stood next to him, his posture fairly similar.

It only tok a couple off minutes before the meat hall where filled with shifters, most of them I knew, some from pictures and some from gatherings several years ago. They were all from different packs but all were high in ranking, their dominanse shown in their prowd stanse from many years of practice. But their once cold eyes where now filled with confusion. Several looks were towards our uncknown shifter in the midle. But most heads were facing my mate.

Leo's eyes where glued to the stone cold flor beneath us. His once glisfull smile that shone towards me just half an hour ago were long gone. His posture looking grey and cold.

Taking my sweather of I turn towards him and gently dress him. Pulling up the hood like I know he likes. He leans into me, his head bumping mine and I realise we are the same hight now. I smile to myself and a half laugh escapes my mouth.

Bafeled Leo whispers “what?”

“Were the same height” with confusion still on my mates face I ad “You have grown.”

Snorting Leo's right lipp twerks up in the corner of his mouth “No actually” he liftet his head high and I know he were standing on his toes, streching himself as tall as he can be he gleamed down at me “You are shrinking.” he says making his dominant tone roame over me.

My body shivers and I feel my niples getting stiff and plump beneath my thin shirt. Reacting to my mates want in his voice I quickly gather myself up and showed him lightly away with my hand, needing some space.

His eyes doting to my arm, which was now sleeveless, a bloddy wound angry and dripping red on the flor nexto my foot. He grabed my arm forcefully to twist and examine it, his eyes gleaming with anger, nostrils almost flaring, he swallowed hard trying to contain the inner beast. His eyes locking into mine fastening them with a silent word of a promise “Later.”