Page 26 of Ice Palace Prince
“… did I tell you, dear?” the omega asked, emphasizing the last word while Jessica looked thoroughly chastised.
When I looked down I saw him grinding his heel into her foot.
“Uh… um…” Jessica replied.
He motioned to himself. “You did this, you live with it.” He then used his leverage to drag her away from the group.
“What was that about?” José asked, coming up beside Wade as I slid my arm around Sean’s waist, resting my hand on his baby bump.
“I think she got herself a jealous one,” Wade replied.
“He definitely had ‘dont-fuck-with-me’ energy,” Sean added.
“You know what?” José mused. “I think he’s perfect for her.”
I looked over to where the unknown omega had dragged Jessica back to a table and shook my head. “I think you’re right. It didn’t look like he was going to put up with any of her shit.”
Sean chuckled. “She deserves him.”
I smiled and leaned in to kiss my mate. “Are you feeling ok?”
He smiled at me. “I’m good, but he’s starting to get hungry again.” He motioned to his stomach.
I laughed. “I’ll get you another plate.”
“Thank you,” he replied, beaming at me.
I headed to the buffet and loaded up another plate for Sean. He was convinced that our son would be an alpha by how hungry he was all the time.
I didn’t care, alpha, beta, or omega, as long as our son was healthy.
A few minutes later Sean was seated at our table, and all the single alphas were giving me jealous looks.
How had my gorgeous mate ever believed that nobody wanted him?
I was just lucky that he’d picked me.
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~August~
I blinked awake as Sean got out of bed.
“You ok?” I mumbled as he started pacing.
“Back hurts,” he sighed.
I sat up. “Didn’t the doctor say that he was ready, but was possibly in a position for back labor?”
Sean stopped pacing and turned on the bedside lamp. “I think it’s just a backache.” Then he sat on the edge of the bed, hands pressed to the small of his back.
I was about to agree that it was just a backache, when he grimaced.
“Sean?”
“That…” he breathed, “was a contraction.”
I reached over and grabbed my phone, opening the labor tracker app. “Ok, we’re tracking.”
