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You're a Sculture with a Pulse

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Ymara had a few days off so she was going to take Jericho to the coast with her new boyfriend. He didn't mind, really, and getting to know the bloke who might be spending a lot of time with his kiddo was so getting he wanted to do. He could smell it on him. The fear, there weakness. No doubt he was already putty in Ymara’s hands. It wasn’t like he hadn’t been the same way, because he had, dear Merlin had he been, but they both knew that things were better this way. That they were better off apart, no matter how much they had loved each other. Being together wasn’t good for either of them, and he was a better parent to be taking care of Jericho honestly. Ymara spent long days in the hospital and long nights. She saved people’s lives and it made her happy.

What made him happy was his work and his son, and his pack. He was meeting his leader, his friend. Sister, mother, friend, Alpha. She was so much more than any of that but somehow it was hard to describe it. He had floundered for so long after his father died. After everything that the man had done, after the truth of who he was, and the things that they had both said, forgiveness had been found just in time for his son to be born. His father had seen Jericho and their picture together is one that Vic would never ever put away. It sat in the center of all of the family photos in his home. There was another that would always be important to him. It was the first time that Bex had allowed him to touch her and she had given him a hug and he hugged Tess with the other. A family picture.

They meant more to him than anything else, so having lunch with Tess was something natural and he didn’t mind her picking the place. He wore something simple that she would probably comment on, but he wasn’t a model, or super rich so he wore what he liked and was comfortable in. He walked in and spotted her before slipping into the seat across from her and smirked. ”Tess.” He took the hat off out of respect and fussed with his hair for a moment and then smiled at her.

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Tess didn't keep a tight grip on her pack. She let them be, and let them live their own lives, but she made sure that she saw them all, especially after a moon, and it had been a few days now, and she still hadn't seen Vic. Meeting him in the café was easy enough, and she thought that she could pick up something for Em and Bex while she was there. Taking them both back food to the farm was a good idea. While they were open to visitors during the day she made sure that there was always someone there that she trusted, and Em happened to be that person today. She was certain that she would have been fine leaving for an hour to come and meet Vic without having to worry about it, but she didn't want that to have to be the case. She wanted things to work out, and not have to think about it at all. There were plenty of places that they could have met that would have been closer for her, but he had picked this place, and so here it was that they were.  She was unsurprised that she had beat him here, she was notoriously early everywhere, and she had ordered a glass of lemonade for the time being. Ordering food without him would have been rude, but she had told the server that she was going to need to order twice, once to go when they were finished, and the girl hadn't seemed to mind that in the least. She would tip her twice, and it wouldn't be something that was all that big of a deal. While she was waiting for Vic she had brought along her ledger, and she was going over some of the bills for the stable. They were in the black already for the year, and so she thought that that was good, but there were always going to be more expenses come fall, and into the winter months. It might have only been July, but she was preparing for the winter months already. If there was one thing that she had learned about England it was that the winters here were harsher than they had been where she had grown up. And magic helped. That was for certain, there were ways to make it warmer, make it so that they didn't go through as much bedding, and the heating bills weren't as high, but she knew that they needed to be careful anyway.  Making sure that they were going to have enough hay was something that she would always worry about. There was a limit to how many horses she would take for the winter months, and they had never had a problem when it came to making sure that they had enough hay to feed them all, but it was a worry none the less. There were plenty of things that she worried about that she knew that others didn't have to. Things that were more than likely a little odd to some people. She had a vet tech on her staff, because she was worried about things like injuries and illness. She had separate people to take care of the horses and the facilities, because she didn't want to take too many chances of things not being just so. Tess had built this stable as a business by herself. She knew that she didn't really had a fall back plan if things went badly. She had to do this, and she had to do it right.  Doing it while being a young woman, and a werewolf made things even more complicated. She was proof that there was nothing that could hold you back if you just had enough determination to prove that you were good enough. She was good enough, it was why she was the Alpha. A position that was notoriously male in their culture, but one that in nature, could be either. Looking up when the chimes on the door sounded she smiled a little bit as she saw Vic coming towards her. "Siyo." Her greeting had been in her native tongue, but it was a word that they had all come to know. A simple hello, and then she often reverted to English. She had grown up with both, but the native tongue of her people was hard to learn, and even harder to try and teach unless you were simply raised with it. Tess didn't expect them to learn it, or even try to, but some of the words that she used were often derived from it. And her greeting this afternoon had been.

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Tess had taught him many things about himself, about the wolf within, but the biggest thing that he was learning was self control, learning to control the wolf and the feelings that it gave was the hardest thing for him. It was harder around moons, but it was getting easier since joining the pack. It was easier to handle things and understand what was going on when he had issues going on. Tess was one person he knew that he could rely on, and Bex relied on him. It was kid of a tree and less a chain of command. It was nice and it made him happy to know that he could rely on someone who was important to him.

He sat down slowly an ordered Squash to drink and then leaned back into the chair dramatically before smiling at the woman. She was lovely, and strong and a good leader, he supposed that he needed that. His father hadn’t been around when he was a child and now he used that to be a better father, but he had not been taught how to be a man. Tess, obviously, couldn’t teach him how to do that, but she could help him find the man within. He had done that more than once and he was finding a confidence that was strange.

”How are you?” He asked her politely before setting his hat into the chair beside him respectfully, and not on the table that was something Affy and her son Renny had taught him. ”How’s the farm?” He asked curiously before looking over his menu. He always got the same thing really, and Ymara and Jericho had always made fun of him for it, but he knew what he liked and it didn’t test his stomach.

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Checking in was important, and she wouldn’t make them come all the way out to Western Sky to see her. She could come to them. But Tess was insistent that she see all of them frequently. She preferred to see them all once a week. She would take them in if she had to to get that accomplished. The farmhouse was plenty big enough for that. She had bought it for that express purpose. To make sure that they had the room that they needed. She knew that it came in handy with the stables. It was a proper way to make money. To keep things going the way that they were going, but she thought that she would do her very best to keep track of them all as well as she could. There were more important things than the business to keep going, and Tess ranked Pack above the business any day. They were always going to be more important to her. She was their leader. Mother. Sister. Friend. She was everything.

She could be everything, because she had to be. Because she wanted to make sure that they were okay. That they were being taken care of. And she had checked in with nearly everyone already this week. The modern conveniences of things like cell phones made that rather handy. But she knew that there were some that didn’t think that that was necessary. Still, for being raised Native American, she had been raised as a no-maj. The only one in her village like her, her magic had come from her father. Her father was a wizard, and he had made a life for himself here in Ireland. Something that she wasn’t going to get in the way of. He could have Savannah, and Jacob, and Rachel, and Tess would be just fine on her own. She hadn’t needed him since she had gotten here and he had turned her away.

If she were being honest she knew that she hadn’t expected him to welcome her with open arms or anything like that. But she thought that at least talking to her would have been nice. She wasn’t angry with him for abandoning her. She didn’t think that she would have wanted that either. But he was half Native American. She was three-quarters because of him. And she was here. She was here in England, in this life that she would have never imagined, as the Alpha of a werewolf pack. Just because she had wanted to see him. Savannah had been kind. The woman that would have been her stepmother, if her father would have wanted anything to do with her, would talk to her. She would check in, make sure that things were going okay. And Tess appreciated it. She had even gone so far as to tell her own mother about her. And about Jacob and Rachel. Those two she was not quite as proud of, but it was what it was.

Today was not about her though, it was about checking in on Vic, and making sure that he was okay. She had a potion for him as well. If he needed it. This month’s moon wouldn’t come for weeks yet, but the last one had only been four days ago. And she wanted to make sure that he hadn’t harmed himself in any way. That would do them no good. And she didn’t want to have to patch anyone up any time soon. The roots and herbs in her garden could. She was sure of it. But Tess didn’t want to have to worry about anyone getting hurt. “I’m well.” She smiled at him and ordered a lemonade when the server stopped by the table, before she answered his second question. “The stables are fine. I’ve begun to think ahead to winter, but we will manage well this year.” She thought that it was a testament to how close they had cut it in the past, how well they improved each time. "How are you?" That was, after all, her more pressing concern.

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