Seth.P.O.V.

I was lying in bed on my mate's chest, drawing circles with my finger. He turned on his side and I fell off him with a mute oomph. He looked straight at me.

"What were you thinking about?" he asked me.

"Nothing," I told him. He raised an eyebrow.

"You only draw circles on my chest when you're thinking." He said.

"I'm always thinking, genius, but no. It was nothing, Jake. I was just worrying about Aylah-Rose," I said. Jacob rolled his eyes.

"You always were a worrier!" He said, chuckling. He got up and dragged me with him.

We have three children to be exact. There are two daughters and a son. We didn't adopt. I popped them out myself, much to my discomfort. It's a wolf thing. I'm a submissive and can have kids, while, Jacob is a dominate: strong, dominating. I'm drooling aren't I? Anyway, Aylah-Rose was our daughter. We call her A-rose or Rose. She's the oldest, while our son, Zack, is the middle child, and Lily is the youngest. Aylah-Rose has my lighter russet skin and Jacob's dark brown eyes; Zack is the image of Jacob. He's exactly like him, darker skin and dark eyes. Lily looks like me, lighter skin, lighter eyes, greyish.

I grabbed a pan and started making a full English. When it was all done, I got five plates out and plated up. I heard the door click and Aylah-Rose walked through the door. She'd stayed at her boyfriend's, Elyah, house last night. Elyah was Quil and Embry's son. He had cropped, black hair and dimples when he smiled. He was also very tall and quite handsome, not that I'm looking or anything. "Hi, sweetie," I said giving Aylah-Rose her breakfast.

"Hey Mom," she said. Her eyes didn't have their glint in them. I frowned.

"Is everything okay?" I asked her. Jacob was right; I was a worrier.

"It's nothing," she said. I raised my eyebrows.

"Doesn't look like nothing," Jake said, in his deep voice. She sighed.

"I over-heard Elyah's parents last night." her eyes went wide.

"And...?"

"They said they were surprised that you and Daddy were so happy together. Why are they surprised? Why are Quil and Embry so surprised that you and Daddy are so happy?" she finished. I stiffened, so did Jacob. I was going to kill them. They should've known that she could hear. She's a snoop if I've ever seen one?

"Mom? Dad?" Aylah-Rose asked.

"At one time everyone was." I said, looking over at Jacob, who was now looking at Aylah-Rose and I. I gave Jacob a look. He was grimacing, as if sitting on a cactus covered with knifes instead of needles. He sighed and nodded. Zack and Lily had caught on and were now listening.

"It's time we told you. You're all old enough now," Jacob said. I walked over to the sofa with Aylah-Rose. "19 years ago, before you were born, Rose, life was a very different story for your father and I." This was hard for us. It happened years ago. It seemed like a life-time ago. I bit my lip. We preferred to not stir up old memories.

"Your daddy used to be an alcoholic," I took a deep breath, "and in his drunken stupor, he beat me."

Jacob hung his head in shame and all our kids gasped.