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He grinned. “I might have other suggestions…”

Tea and cookies later. “You are insatiable, omega mine.”

“I know. I blame you for being such a sexy alpha.”

I’d take that blame any day.

Chapter Fifteen

Wade

I awoke with a start, patting the side of the bed in a panic. My heart pounded, disoriented thoughts racing through my mind, and relief washed over me as I realized I was still pregnant. Our baby wasn’t here yet, and they hadn’t fallen off the bed. It was only a dream. Another freaking dream.

The dreams had been different each time, but for the past few nights, they had been about our baby. They were nondescript and blurry in the dreams—I couldn’t see them, not really. But they were there. I could feel them in my arms, see their blurry form, hear their little coos. I loved them so completely it nearly hurt, and I was happy. At least up until this most recent dream.

Usually, they featured mundane moments, like holding the infant while they slept or feeding them. But last night’s dream was different. Last night, they fell off the bed. I managed to drop our baby.

Now, I was wide awake, the sun not yet up, sweat pouring off me, my heart racing.

Kurt’s arm came around me. “Is everything okay?” His voice was still sleepy.

“Yeah. I just had a dream.” A shitty one, but a dream, nonetheless.

“Come back to sleep. You need your rest.”

“I will in just a minute. Baby is on my bladder again.” I climbed out of bed and padded to the bathroom. After getting a drink of water and taking care of business, I caught my reflection in the mirror. My eyes moved to the mark on my shoulder—the one Kurt gave me. Unlike the usual discomfort or anger I feltat seeing the marred skin on my face, this mark brought up an entirely different emotion: love.

When I climbed back into bed, I snuggled into Kurt’s arms. I didn’t think I’d be able to fall asleep again, but slumber came quickly. This time, it was dreamless.

Next time I woke, it was to the smell of bacon wafting into the room. Kurt was already up and cooking. Sometimes, I swore the man never let the sun beat him awake.

“I guess I was tired.” I spoke through a yawn, rubbing the sleep from my eyes.

“Yeah, you’re allowed to be. You’re growing a whole extra person in there.”

I laughed softly and instinctively rested a hand on my belly. It was hard to believe our pup was almost here. Gone was the dread I’d felt, the fear of not being able to provide for them nearly paralyzing. Now all I felt was excitement and anticipation. We were about to meet our child.

We’d gone back and forth about whether we should try to get to the pack lands and settled in before the baby arrived. I’d had dreams that the baby was coming soon, along with a few bouts of false labor, but we still had time—probably. Babies were far from predictable.

A not-so-small part of me worried that if we left, I might go into labor on the way, becoming one of those parents giving birth on the side of the road in their car. I didn’t want that for them. It was still winter, and they deserved better than horns honking being their first lullaby.

In the end, we decided to play it by ear, and, so far, that “by ear” meant we were staying. Theo assured us that the cabin was open for as long as we needed. But then again, he’d told me the room was empty. On that, I was glad he was wrong.

If he even was wrong. The more I got to know those two, the more I suspected they could and did do things most of us could not. Or was that magical thinking? It didn’t really matter which.

“What do you want to do today?” Kurt asked as I rotated my stiff ankles under the table.

If they could even be called ankles. They had officially reached the cankle stage.

“Whatever it is, I think I need some walking. Maybe it’ll help my ankles look less like…ginormous.” They would at least loosen up a bit.

“Well, Elias had an idea about that.”

“Why doesn’t that surprise me?” I grabbed a piece of bacon off my mate’s plate. I was starving this morning.

“There’s a town nearby with a Christmas market. I thought maybe we could go—and possibly find some things for the baby.”

I cringed, thinking about how I’d arrived here with absolutely nothing. “You mean like a car seat?”

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