At least, that had been how things went up until I’d scented Luna’s raspberries and cream, and I almost pulled her into the office to have my way with her right then and there.
But when her big eyes had grown rounder when she was near me, and it seemed like the entire world was too much for her liking, suddenly my lust had switched to protectiveness. If she didn’t feel safe, I would make sure she knew she was safe with me.
Now she was pregnant and there were so many things I couldn’t protect her from. The doctor’s office seemed to pound that into my head. I knew next to nothing about omega pregnancies, and Luna seemed scared I was with her out of pity. And not pure need.
When she came back from Vegas smelling like other alphas, I almost threw myself at her feet then and begged to be part of the pack. But she was sad and withdrawn, and there were no bondmarks.
There were a hundred ways I tried to ask her about it, but nothing came of it, and we settled back into our old way of being friendly.
I would have to write my grandma a letter of thanks for teaching me how to make spaghetti sauce if that’s what finally got me a way to show Luna how much I cared.
“You’re not bonded?” Dr. Lim looked between me and Luna. I put my arm around my omega and felt her flinch.
“I am not bonding anyone until after the baby is born.” Luna’s tone was stubborn, and I wanted to kiss her for being so willful.
“That’s not good for you or the baby.” Dr Lim looked at me.
I lifted my hands up. “I’m not bonding Luna until she says she’s ready.”
“Don’t make him feel bad,” Luna snapped. “I want to be sure this is about me and my alpha, not the baby.”
My precious omega was worried I was bonding her for the good of the baby, but I had wanted her before she was pregnant, and I would want her forever afterward. I could be patient.
Dr. Lim sighed. “I’m not happy with your hormone panels. Your scent has smoothed out some, but you’ve lost weight.”
Luna flushed, her pale skin getting pink. “I was having a hard time eating, but the last two days I’ve kept everything down and eaten three meals.”
“Plus snacks.” I grinned.
It was a simple trick. I just made food, and Luna ate it. I tried asking her what she liked to eat, but she didn’t seem to crave anything special except spaghetti. But if I was making it, she wanted it. Biologists thought it was a throwback to omegas not knowing what was safe to eat unless their alpha ate it first. Evolution was hilarious sometimes.
“Plus snacks.” Luna grinned and squeezed my hand.
“Alright. But if you haven’t gained weight in two weeks, we’re going to discuss some other options.”
I kissed Luna’s temple. “Sounds like a challenge.”
I wasn’t much of a chef, but I could follow a recipe.
“I want you to avoid crowds as much as possible,” Dr. Lim went on. “You’re not bonded and we don’t know what that’s going to do to your hormones.”
Dr. Lim looked at me. “You’re taking time off work?”
“I can spend a few hours alone,” Luna said stubbornly. “I don’t need a babysitter.”
“Luna, you don’t understand how important hormones are at this time.” Dr. Lim gave her the stink eye, and I bristled. I knew the doctor wanted what was best for Luna, but it didn’t make it easier. “Without an alpha bond, you’re going to feel everything stronger. Desire, lust, possessiveness, anger, sorrow. Having your alpha around will calm some of those feelings.”
“We will talk about it.” I rubbed Luna’s back. “She could maybe come with me, work in the nursery? I could follow her to her job too.”
Luna’s shoulders relaxed, and I knew I’d found a solution. My instincts settled, some of the driving need to protect Luna calming down. I didn’t know much about pregnancies, but I would find out.
“Alright,” Dr. Lim said. “That sounds like a good compromise. Let me know if anything changes and, if not, I’ll see you in two weeks.”
Dr. Lim left and I pulled Luna into a hug. “It’s okay, babydoll. We’ll get it figured out.”
Luna huffed. “I hate that I apparently can’t do anything on my own.”
“Sure you can.” I patted her back. “You took a shower all by yourself yesterday.”