Page 162 of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha: Part 2

"Nope, doctors’ orders, a walk and fresh air every day. Come on, let's talk about the latest Fenty Beauty release!" He stated, coming over and taking my hand.

I looked at him. He and Carmen were always around me. Serena, Darien and Tia would often accompany me too.

I had returned to this pack four days after the battle with Endora. Alejandro was kept at home, hooked up to the necessary drips and was checked on throughout the day. Even when I was working, someone was always checking up on him. Otherwise, I didn’t know how I would even leave him.

I had stepped into Alejandro's shoes with the help of Darien. Being an Alphas daughter I knew enough, with the guidance and help from Alejandro's men, I was managing.

However, with each passing day, I lost a bit more of who I was.

"I don’t think I need any more make up, Kevin." I murmured, ignoring the pain in my back.

The baby moved a lot and had a habit of digging into my spine. It was clear he was going to be a strong one, just like his Papa.

"Why not? With such a beautiful face to play with." He said, linking arms with me.

Because who should I look good for?

There was a time I dressed up for myself, but the moment I fell in love, my life was no longer my own. That was my truth. I lived for Alejandro… I wanted to look pretty for him… I looked down at the t-shirt I wore with leggings.

None of my clothes fitted anymore, and although Serena and Kevin had begged to take me shopping or to at least let them order some cute maternity clothes, I refused. I didn’t want anything. I wore my mate’s shirts, it was all I wanted. Him…

I missed his smirk, his dark, piercing eyes, the way he looked at me... The way he held me… Made love to me… Fucked me... Talked to me…

I looked at my ring. The gorgeous diamond sparkled. A symbol of the promise he had made to marry me.

"Luna…"

I looked up and saw the sad look in Kevin’s eyes.

"Yes?" I asked.

"About the make-up, I’d say we should get some for when Alpha wakes up." He said softly.

I didn’t say anything, but no matter how I acted, my pack knew I missed their king. Despite how hard I tried to hide it.

Everyone tried to help me, Raihana or Raven came down to stay often, but it was still so hard.

Things hadn’t been easy for anyone; Aunty Monica had closed up and according to Damon, broke down often. But she was still doing better than Grandma, whose health was deteriorating. The last time I saw her, she looked as if she had aged ten years in the last few months. She was now living at Moms, but it wasn’t easy.

Dad was holding strong, and as for Mom herself, she was doing her best despite being pregnant. She was actually due any day, and we were ready to welcome our little bundle of joys into our family. Mom hadn’t found out the gender, as Aunty Indy had said when she got pregnant she was going to keep it a surprise.

"Can I make my rounds at the hospital?" I asked Kevin.

He sighed.

"Aren’t we going for a walk?"

"I’m their Luna, I think I should visit to see if I can- ouch!.. Help." I finished with a wince, as my baby kicked me hard.

"Oh, he is a tough one! Your entire stomach moved!"

"At this rate, I feel I’ll be early! He’s already trying to get out!" I exclaimed.

"Come sit down for a moment." He helped me over to the closest log that was used as a bench by the kids of the pack.

I was due soon anyway; a werewolf pregnancy was shorter after all. I sat down stroking my stomach, wincing until he calmed down a little.

"What will you do for the upcoming Blood Moon Ceremony? I know Alpha Elijah wants you to come down, since his pack is hosting the event this time. Have you decided?"

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