Dominic: Son of Axel and Forrest

Chapter 2

-Dominic P.O.V.- 

“UNCLE DOMIE!” 

“Uphf.” I groan as my cousins jump on me. 

“WAKE UPPPPPP!” They both scream as they start to shake me. 

I start to chuckle before opening my eyes to see the two little blue eyed beauties staring at me. “Hello, my loves.” I say which causes both of them to smile really big. 

“We want you to braid our hair.” Hazel says to me with big doe eyes. 

“Yeah, pleaseeee uncle domie!” Maeve pleads with me. 

Hazel and Maeve are twins who are only 6 years old. They are both brown haired, blue eyed beauties who insist on me braiding their hair everyday since my Aunt Opal/their mother doesn’t do it right. I braid my hair everyday in viking styles since it is so long as it is easier to manage that way. Ever since Hazel and Maeve could speak they would insist on me braiding their hair every single day and honestly I didn't mind. 

“Alright, come on.” I say with a smile on my face causing them both to squeal as they quickly climbed off of my bed and ran to the bathroom. I just shook my head as I climbed out of the bed and quickly followed them because if I didn’t then they would be screaming for me to hurry up. I walked into the bathroom to see them both sitting on the stools that were set up in front of my huge mirror with smiles on their faces as they waited. I had to put stools in my bathroom so they had somewhere to sit since they were getting a little too big to sit on the counter. 

I walked over to them and stood behind them as I put my hands on my hips. “What kind of braids do we want today?” I ask the both of them. 

“I want a braid on either side of my head!” Maeve shouts first. 

“Yeah, me too!” Hazel soon says copying her sister. 

I nod with a smile. They have always wanted the same braids. I started oon Maeve’s hair since she spoke first and within about 20 minutes, I had her hair all braided before I moved on to Hazels. While I did both of their hair they would tell me about what they did yesterday, what they ate, how their training went, and a lot of other random things. It was never a dull moment with these two. After a total time of 40 minutes, both of their hairs were done and they were happy with the finished product. They quickly gave me a hug and a kiss on the cheek before running out of the bathroom while squealing. I shook my head as I walked over to the bathroom door and shut it. 

I did my second morning routine by getting ready for the day as well as braiding my hair. I call it my second morning around 4:30 during the week. I wake up to train for about 2 hours before coming back to my room and taking a shower then I crash for about an hour before my two nieces wake me up insisting that I braid their hair. So my second morning starts around 8:40 a.m. after I am done braiding my nieces hair. I start my second morning with using the bathroom, brushing my teeth, putting on deodorant, body spray, my rings, necklaces, watch, bracelets, and then braiding my hair. Today I went with two long braids on either side of my head and then I did a big loose braid on the top of my head before letting my hair just flow from the base of my skull down to my n*pples. My hair was really long. Once my viking hair was over with, I walked out of my bathroom straight into my closet where I quickly got dressed. I put on a black short sleeve silk button up with a pair of carbon dust colored slim fit jeans. I then put on some tobacco leather lace up boots that went just above my ankle bone. I made sure to roll up the bottom of my jeans which made the boots sit just right. I looked myself over in the mirror making sure that everything looked right before walking out of my room and heading down to the kitchen. 

As soon as I walked into the dinning area, everyone said a quick ‘hello’. I just nodded back as I made my way to the head of the table where I sat off the right side of where my dad, Forrest, sat. 

(Forrest will be called dad whereas Axel will go by father.) 

“Good morning, son. How did training go?” My father, Axel, asked me as soon as I sat down. 

“It went well. I am now able to fully control all of my powers.” I say before smiling at Holly who just placed my food down in front of me. 

“That is good to hear.” My father says with a smile on his face. 

I quickly started to eat my food as I was starving. I could feel a pair of eyes on me so I looked up to see my Aunt Opal looking at me. I raised an eyebrow. 

Aunt Opal: Thank you for always braiding their hair. (She mindlinks me) 

Me: I love doing it. 

I watch as she nods before going back to her meal and I go back to mine. Just as I finished eating, my dad spoke to me. 

“When you are done, come up to your father’s office as we both need to speak with you.” He says softly. 

“Okay.” I say with a smile causing my dad to smile back. 

After about 10 minutes, My father, dad, and I are all standing up and heading to the office. Along the way, I tell them about my training and how good I have gotten which they praise me for. They have always been supportive of me and are always praising me for anything I do well. Honestly, I am lucky to have both of them as my parents. We soon reach my fathers office and I sit down in the chair that was in front of his desk while my father sits in his seat before pulling my dad in his lap. I don’t cringe or anything as they have always been like this. I don’t think there is ever a time when my father isn’t touching my dad or a time when my dad isn’t around my father. 

“Now we are going to be having some guests to the pack in about a week.” My father starts off saying. 

“What guests?” I quickly ask. 

My father rolls his eyes because I am always jumping the gun and never letting him finish. I love to get on his nerves. “The Elders of the Lycans are sending over two of their men to make sure that we are treating their men well.” I didn’t miss the hint of annoyance in my fathers voice. 

I sat back in my chair while resting my elbows on the arms of the chair while I clasped my hands together. “Why would they need to do a welfare check on their Lycans? Honestly speaking they are not “their Lycans” anymore as they are members of this pack.” I state. 

“I agree with you on that.” My dad says. 

“I think there is a hidden agenda.” I add. 

My father raises an eyebrow before smiling. “You are very smart, my son. I personally think there is a hidden agenda too. I think the Lycan Elders want their men back.” 

“We don’t know that for sure.” My dad quickly adds. 

“I think we do. I mean they haven't cared for how many years and now all of sudden they care? It is weird if you ask me.” I say. 

“I think it is weird too, but we just wanted you to know. I mean you never know...one of the two men might end up being your mate.” My father says as he wiggles his eyebrows. Okay, that caused me to cringe. 

“Don’t ever do that again.” I say with a cringe look on my face. 

“What? I am a cool dad!” My father says. 

“Sure you are, honey.” My dad quickly says while placing his hand on my fathers arm to calm him while also making him shut up. I had to hold back a chuckle as I knew my dad's tricks by now. “But seriously, you will find someone.” My dad says with a knowing voice. 

I sigh. “I guess.” I could see that they didn’t miss my tone of sadness. 

“What is it, son?” My father quickly asks with worry laced in his tone.