All Chapters of The Alpha's Obsession : Chapter 181 - Chapter 190

Elena's povA small smile formed at the corner ofmy lips as my hand brushed over mybelly. My eyes caught my own in thereflection of the bathroom mirror. AndI couldn't stop smiling, just the merethought of our pup was enough to fillme with a hint of joy. Plus Asher wasalive and he was okay so knowing thatonly made everything better.It had been a couple days sinceeverything that happened. There's aconstant fear nagging at me telling meto be cautious about the consequence.I've tried not to think about it andwhen Asher is home I don't. But,lately he's been distant which came offas a major shock to my wolf and I. Wewould think that with the pregnancyhe'd want to be as close as possible.Or maybe it was just us that wanted tobe close as possible to him consideringwhat just happened. I almost lost himand every night I'm reminded of it byhorrifying nightmares. Asher usuallyhas to wake me up from them just soI can see that he's here. At first I feltso awful to be wakin

Asher POV This anger I felt wasn't me, it was gut-wrenching, so filled with disgusting irritation. I didn't want to be feeling like this around her or for her to see it at all. Which is why I've been trying to stay away but, that obviously didn't work. I hate that I snapped at her for no reason. I hate that all of this sudden anger I'm feeling was clearly coming from somewhere and I didn't know what.Being angry didn't feel like an option, I just was.The only time I find solace is when she's touching me or when I'm in my wolf form. I looked up at her to see her eyes were shut but, somehow she still ran her hand sleepily against my back. It made me smile to myself and I reached up to brush some of her black locks out of her face. Her eyes fluttered open, those emeralds for eyes meeting mine."Hey, are you okay?" she questioned, sitting herself up more and I got up so she could move more freely."I'm okay." I stated, grabbing her hand in mine, "Because of you." I brought it to my lips

Elena's pov"What about Todd?" he questioned, I frowned at the terrible name."Asher, that is so bad." I smiled when he pouted, then I started to laugh, "Todd? Really?""Shush." he pecked my lips quickly, catching my eyes with his, "I thought it was cute," he grumbled to himself."You're cute." I mumbled, bringing him back to me for a longer kiss."You're cuter, my love." he whispered against my lips with a smile before sitting back beside me.We had been going over baby names for over an hour and have only found a handful. Which were mostly boy names and a couple girl ones I picked. But, they didn't have a spark to them, like they weren't meant to be."Sam?" he suggested, that one didn't sound half bad and was gender neutral."I actually really like that one." I smiled up at him and he grinned."Me too." he replied, leaning over to kiss me again which made me smile even more.He's been a lot more touchy lately, not letting himself go ten minutes without my lips on his. Or our bodies

Elena POV Throwing up had to be the most vile, revolting thing ever. Especially when you crave things to eat you'll most likely end up puking up the next morning. Which for me was cookies but, even though now as I knelt in front of the toilet puking my guts out. I knew that I'd still want those same very cookies.As soon as I felt like I was done, I flushed the toilet and sat back against Asher's chest. Who was leaned up against the wall, his hand coming up with a small towel to wipe my mouth. Before he made sure any fly away hairs were tucked back and secured in the ponytail he did for me. I thought it was sweet when he did it, I couldn't focus on it in the moment but, now that I was my heart was melted. It wasn't the best yet it managed."Are you okay, my love?" he questioned.I nodded my head, feeling icky from the puke session. "You want me to draw you a bath?" he asked.I shook my head, leaning more into his chest and closing my eyes. I felt so tired, after all it was around two

“Do you actually enjoy that… combination?” Asher teased, lips quirking as he watched Elena smear Nutella over pickles. The kitchen light streamed through frost-laced windows, making her long, dark curls glow.“I might,” she said, voice soft, vulnerable—both shy and bold in the same breath. She offered him a taste.He obliged, biting into the strange assemblage, eyes widening. He sputtered. “That’s… something else.”Elena burst into laughter as he made a face. “It’s five weeks, baby brain, remember?”“Five weeks?” Asher asked, voice quieting, dropping into soft awe.She nodded, heart fluttering. “I had a positive test… last night.”Their laughter stilled as the weight of the moment settled between them. He reached across the table, brushed a smear of Nutella from her cheek, and whispered, “I love you both.”---Elena stared at the spring on her belly as she leaned into Asher later that afternoon, curled on the loveseat with Mistletoe and Animal Farm open across their laps.“Is this how