Chapter 22

Everything has been great so far. Except for my mood swings, of course. But Alex never complains about anything. Instead, he has grown even more protective and possessive of me. I remember when I was normally walking in the hallway and slightly stumbled as my foot got locked on the edge of the carpet; he freaking ordered all the carpets to be removed from the pack house until the baby was born. I told him there was no need for that, but that man didn't listen. He hardly lets me out of the house or lets anyone near me except the girls.

He always brings me whatever I want at whatever time. You know a pregnant woman can crave anything at any time. He spends most of the time with me in our room. Of course, with the door locked. If you know what I mean, my sex drive has gone to another level because of these stupid hormones and I always crave him. Not that he complains because it is actually worse for him. He craves me more than I crave him and sometimes I literally have to beg him to stop