Chapter Eight: Argument

Jacob POV

Me and Noah have been "arguing" for the last ten minutes, he want to keep Oliver away from the twins.

Although his argument was very convincing, they told a horror story with him there but it wasn't their fault, it was up to us to put him to bed earlier. Then this morning episode they were trying to play with him but they scared him again, it all resulted in tears.

Our argument wasn't over yet but we knew Oliver is upset from hearing our loud voices, his little ears are too sensitive.

We got out to see him between the cause of our argument, the twins, they're starting to bond and Noah yelling wasn't helping.

Here come the waterworks again, only this time he cried himself to sleep. He didn't the best sleep last night so he'll probably nap for an extra hour or two.

My mates and the alpha twins kept sharing dirty looks the whole hike back to our car, i was busy carrying the puppy so they had to share the load. The rest of the kids walked silently with us, none of them were dominant enough to get between alpha pair and a beta pair.

We got to the car quietly setting a sleeping Oliver in the back, the ride was full of tension we both still had words to says.

Once we reached the house i took olli up to his room setting him in his bed for the rest of his nap while my mate waits for me in our room.

I walked back into a war zone, Noah was furious and now that olli is out of earshot he's going all out with the yelling.

"I want them away from Olli" he started.

"Noah we talked about it! They need to learn some responsibilities and bonding with a pupp will help them and him!" i yell back.

"He call them EVIL twins how is that good for him?" Noah replies.

"And he called you a meanie you don't see me banning him for seing you!" i say having enough.

"He only called me meanie because I dressed him in pull ups. Don't change the subject" Noah says frustrated.

"And he only call them Evil twins because they scared him. They're not user to puppies we should let them bond not pull them away" i try to reason.

"I want them away from him until a further notice" Noah says.

I could keep fighting and yelling, but fighting with my mate is pointless at this point, it will only drive him crazy to be argued with.

"Fine Noah have it your way" i say wanting to end the argument.

"Don't fine me!! I need you to be on same page as me!" he yell again.

"Noah we've been going on for an hour now you're overreacting" and that was my worst mistake of my life.

"I'm overreacting!! I'm trying to keep our baby safe!" he yell .

When i don't reply to his accusations he adds "you can sleep on your own tonight!"

I was going to say something that would probably hurt my mate when a picture of olli popped in my head, he was full on sobbing.

This is how his wolf side communicates with us, he send us pictures to show us what's wrong. We both take off toward olli room and he's in full sobbing mode.

"Hey baby" Noah, usually his favorite between the two of us when it come to needing cuddles and love. But olli don't run to him as he usual do, he turn to me holding both his hands up.

I lift olli off the bed and in to my lap he kept crying while we shared a look knowing what's wrong, his pull ups are wet. Accident happens often with puppies like him but every time he'll break in tears not liking the feeling and a bit embarrassed that he need to be changed by us.

"Come on baby you can use a bath" i say and pick him toward the bathroom.

I undress him from the many layers Noah had on him, even in the summer the night and early morning are still too cold for olli sensitive skin.

Next came off the onsie that had a little spot on then the wet pull ups, some betas would simply put the puppy in diapers and call it a day but Oliver would go crazy if we do that.

I placed him in the tub and got his toys for him to play while i washed him, he was still deep in his little space and only whined when i had to wash his face.

"Time to get up olli" i say.

"Uh-Uh playing" he replies busy with his boats and ducks.

"Five more minutes then it's time for food" i say and land a kiss on top of his head.

I go to his closet to get him some new clothes, a pull up is a must since he's in his headspace, a onsie and some short overall.

"Up you go my little prince" i say picking my whining baby out of the bath.

I get him dressed and send him to the kitchen for brunch. But of course with my luck the twins are there eating too.

Noah make him sit away from them in his lap throwing death glares toward them while he fed a very talkative olli.

This is going to be one hell of a day.