~Noah~

 "Good morning my beautiful bean,"

I sigh into my mate's beautiful porcelain skin, tracing tiny shapes across the adorable light brown freckles on his skin. His sweet smile warmed my heart as he curled up closer in my embrace. In the cozy silence, Tristan gently caressed my cheek in the palm of his warm hand. 

"You're back baby, I was so worried about you. Did you finally start taking your meds?" He asked and I pouted a bit. 

"Yeah," I confessed, ashamed of the fact I had to rely on anti-depressants now and can't just make myself happy as Tris and Mase do. 

"Oh my sweet Noah," He sighs and lays a delicious kiss upon my lips. 

"Just because your taking them now doesn't mean you're weak and I would never think any less of you. You're just going through so much baby and I know it was getting hard for you to even get out of bed in the morning," he says and I wrap my arm around him, kissing the tip of his freckled nose. 

"How's therapy going?" He asks and I run my hand down his beautiful curved hips. 

"It's going, apparently I have a lot of mental wounds that need to be patched up," I groan and he giggles a little. 

"Want me to make you some mental band-aids?" Tris asked while playing with my hair. 

"The three little monsters you gave me are all the mental band-aids I need," I tell him honestly and Tristan pulls me close, kissing me deeper than before with so much love confidence I could die perfectly happy right here in this moment.

"Mmm I love you so much," He sighs into my lips as he pulls away and went back to nestling himself in my warm embrace. 

"I love you too bean," I give him a slight squeeze and although I loved this one on one time with the sweetest one of the four of us, I hated the dragging feeling that came behind it. Reminding me there are a few people missing from this picture.

 I love Mason's hazy good mornings with his hair all over the place and his eyes half-closed. I don't really know how Remy wakes up yet but I guess I kind of missed that fucker's goofy grin and positive vibes. 

"You know exactly where they are," Tristan read my mind and I groaned into his shoulder. 

"Fuck me," I groaned knowing that meant I was the last one Remy was going to set his sights on.

"Are you going to let him mark you?" Tris asked and I snorted. 

"No," I huffed and he pulled away from me with a look of shock from the words. 

"You can't reject him Noah," He stumbles over his own words and I roll my eyes. 

"Of course I'm not going to reject him, I'm just not going to let his mark me right away. Do you not know I am the one and only Beta Noah Mother Fucking Kailea? Bitch please, I need to be wined, dined, and won over before he can even think about having a taste of this," I told Tristan and he fell face first into the pillow to exhale the loudest groan known to man. 

"I don't care if he's the sexiest man alive, which okay sure he just might be, I'll show him his place in this hierarchy and put him where he belongs," I confidently say as I stretch my arms behind my back to crack it. 

"Noah, you are not going to be able to top Remy," Tristan tries to bring me down but I ignore him. 

"Oh yeah? Watch me bean, give me three weeks and I'll have him on his stomach begging to have me inside him and then I'll mark him from behind just so everyone knows who's who in this relationship, HEY!" I cry out when I feel the water pour on top of my face, opening my eyes to find Tris hovering over me with a water bottle and a smirk. 

"Sorry you sounded thirsty so I thought I'd help you out," Tris' rare sarcasm is what I live for as I fake laugh and snatch the bottle from his hand, squeezing it to wet his face. 

"AH! NOAH!" He screams my name as we both breakdown laughing when suddenly the bedroom door slams open and falls off the hinges. 

"Holy fuck!" I cry out of pure fear until I see Remy panting heavily as he carried a knocked out Mason.

"Oh goddess, what did you do to him?!" Tristan gasps as he instantly rushes to Mason's side. Mason slowly comes to consciousness as Remy carefully lays him down on the bed with a look of terror in his eyes. I could smell the fear on him from here, but that wasn't the only thing I could smell. 

"I don't know! One minute he was fine! The next he started to get really sick and I don't know if it had something to do with the mark or something's really wrong with him!" Remy starts hyperventilating and Tris lays a hand on his chest to try to calm him down. 

But I couldn't get that scent out of my head, my protective instincts going haywire as I watched Mason's slow breathing and he came too. 

"Would everyone just shut the fuck up! God you're going to make my head implode!" He yells at all of us and silence fills the room. 

I look at Remy, Mason, then back to Remy, pointing as I did so and it suddenly hit me. 

"No...fucking...way," I sputtered and all three of my mates looked at me like I was crazy when I suddenly broke down laughing. 

"Oh shit...OH SHIT!" Tears streaming down my face as I laughed so hard I could no longer breathe. 

"WHAT!" Mason growled and I pointed at him while laughing my fucking ass off and tried to calm down but it was nearly impossible. I collapsed my head against the pillow and continued to laugh until my cries turned to tiny giggles. 

"Noah! Tristan!" Mason whined and I felt him kick my side as I sat up again, catching my breath. 

"Ah, sorry, ah, ow, my ribcage," I looked over to find Tristan was in the position I was, leaning against me on the bed for support as we faced Mason together. 

"How is this even possible?" Tris laughed while Mason looked completely out of the loop and Remy suddenly got the hint, getting so pale I swear he was about to faint. He sits down on the end of the bed with his back to us, looking like he was really contemplating his whole life. 

"IF SOMEONE IN THIS ROOM DOESN'T TELL ME WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON IN TWO SECONDS I'M GOING TO REJECT ALL OF YOUR ASSES," Mason threatens with an attitude that only confirmed our suspicions. 

"Mason, you're pregnant," Remy's the one to say it out loud and our man bolts up like somebody struck him with lightning. 

"What?! No, that's not even possible. What are you talking about? Are you guys playing some kind of sick prank cause as hard as you're laughing it's not funny!" Mason yells at us and Tristan groans, falling back on the bed while dragging his hands over his face. 

"I hate this already," He groans and I was quite amused by Mason's pregnant mood swing. 

"Mason, calm down. This stressing isn't good for you or the baby," I mention just like he used to when I was pregnant with the twins. 

"There is no baby!" Mason started losing his voice from his panicking and I hopped over the bottom of our California king-sized bed. 

"Hey okay okay fine, there's no baby, just calm down hon please," I take his hands in mine and gaze into those fearful brown eyes. He calms down a little, coming towards me as his knees get weak but I'm right there to catch him before he falls. 

"I can't be a pregnant alpha, how's the pack going to respect me if I'm...weak," Mason mutters and I know now isn't the time to say it but fuck it. 

"So one day when our daughter becomes the Queen alpha, are you saying she'll be weak? That she won't be respected? That she'll have to be scared of people not taking her seriously? Is that the example you want to set for her?" I ask and Mason bites his already swollen lip out of habit and winces. Seeing him in pain set forth that hormonal knee jerk reaction to protect him and I just want to make him feel better. 

"Ma-"

"If one word comes out of your mouth, I'm going to rip your vocal cords out," I growl, hovering between Remy and Mason with Anu almost coming out and doing the job for me. I have to fight with the godly creature that wanted to burst out of me to kill him. 

How dare he hurt Yakota like this? 

We trusted him

He must pay

Remy might be our mate but we still haven't bonded so all of my loyalty lies with Mason right now. 

"Noah," Now Mason was trying to calm me down as Remy submitted to my overwhelmingly dominant demeanor by putting his head down, refusing to look me in the eyes. 

"Hey," Mason grabs my head and forces me to look at him, pulling me towards him so I stand in between his legs. 

"You're right, just please Anu, let Noah come back to me," Mason begs but Anu holds his place, pushing me further and further back until I'm just hanging on by a threat with Remy backing up away from us out of fear. 

Good, run bitch

I enjoy a chase

"It'll make me feel better if you stop," Mason says and almost as if he snapped his fingers, the protective Anu disappears. 

"Oh thank God," Mason breathes a sigh of relief as I come back as my normal self. His head falls to my shoulder and I hold him there for a few moments while Remy also looks relieved. 

"Okay so maybe I am...pregnant," Mason finally comes to the conclusion after seeing how I reacted and the word rolls off his tongue as if it's foreign.

And a long drawn out sigh ends with his eyes rolling to the back of his head 

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SOOOOO SINCE I WRITE SO MUCH FOR YOU, 

(it is currently 1 am and I'm an essential worker during this awful pandemic with and important job involving shipping medical supplies to places in desperate need that starts at 6 am) 

YOU can write something for me. 

If you had one afternoon to do whatever you wanted with...

MASON

NOAH

Tristan

Or Remy 

 Who would you go with, why, and what would you want them to do?

Show you the island? Go out for dinner? Cook for you? Possibilities are *endless*

(For gods sake keep it PG my dudes, ladies, and anyone in between. they have mates lmao) 

Can't wait to read your responses during my work breaks to take my mind off everything going on.