Page 35 of The Alpha's Weakness
“Yeah, my bags are upstairs.”
“I’ll get them.”
“I’ll help,” Rhodes says.
We go upstairs and grab Holly’s things. By the time we come back down, Adeline and Holly are out on the front porch, hugging goodbye.
I shake my head. “They act like they’re never going to see each other again,” I mumble to Rhodes.
He laughs. “They’ll be talking on the phone in an hour.”
“All set?” I ask my mate.
We put her things in the back of my truck, and I help Holly into the passenger seat. My wolf and I are excited to have our mates’ things among ours. I can’t wait to come home to her, to wake up with her, to fall asleep with her in my arms.
Once at my place, I park and climb out of the truck to grab her things. I laugh, realizing how happy I am with this new work-life balance. I can’t believe I ever thought of my mate as a weakness. Holly is the best thing that’s ever happened to me, and I’m lucky I didn’t let her slip through my fingers.
And I intend to show her that every day for the rest of our lives.
THIRTEEN
Holly
Five Years Later…
Snow falls lazily outside,and I smile as I watch it come down, blanketing the surrounding forest.
“Can we go outside?” Everett, our oldest, asks, his big green eyes pleading with me.
“It’s bedtime, but we can play in the snow in the morning,” I promise him.
He pouts, and I almost give in, but I know that if we go out, I’ll have to redo the whole nighttime routine, and I’m too tired to do that tonight.
My hand moves to my swollen stomach, rubbing my baby bump as I smother a yawn.
“You heard Mom,” Camden says as he comes in, scooping Everett up in his arms.
“Did you get Owen down okay?” I ask.
He nods, bending to drop a kiss on my forehead. “Yep, he’s passed out.”
I smile as Camden carries Everett off to bed and grab my tea, shuffling into the living room and curling up in my favorite chair.
It’s crazy to think that this is my life. I never thought I would have a family, a husband who worships me, and two—almost three—amazing kids. Camden and I have been married for close to five years now, and things couldn’t be more perfect. The Pack is doing great, our kids are thriving, and I swear I fall more in love with my husband every single day.
The baby kicks, and I adjust my position, rubbing circles on my stomach until it stops. We decided to let the gender be a surprise, but something tells me this little one is a girl. I smile at the thought, then groan as the kicking starts again.
“Everything okay?” Camden asks, looking concerned as he crosses the room to my side.
“Yeah, just kicking.”
He places his hand there, smiling as our little one answers with more kicks.
“So strong and feisty. Just like their mama.”
I smile, and he drops a quick kiss on my lips before he sits next to me, tugging me to his side.
“Are you warm enough?”
