Semua Bab His Plump Mate: Bab 81 - Bab 90

Austin POV “Shhh, Darling, it’s over now. He can’t hurt you anymore.” I tell Rebel. She looks like hell. It makes me want to bring that fucker back to life and kill him all over again. I grab the shirt I took off, and pull it over Rebel and she cries out. “Darling, what is it? Where does it hurt?” I say, trying to see how the shirt is hurting her. She sobs uncontrollably. “Everywhere. I hurt everywhere Austin. Please take me home. Please. I want to go home.” Her face is in my neck and I feel her inhale my scent. Cronos is purring to help her calm down as I feel wet tears on my skin. “Elias, can you bring the car here?” “I’ve already told them, they will be here in a couple of minutes. Let’s make our way to the entrance.” He responds. I turn to Max, “Thank you.” This time I mean it. My mate is safe in my arms and he got me to her quickly. “I’m so sorry this happened, Alpha Austin. If Ironclaw can do anything to make things right, please let me know.” Max says. “I

Austin POV Of all the things I expected to hear from my mate, never in a million years, did I think she would have told another man he has a toddler penis. Another Alpha at that. My mate never ceases to amaze me. I’m still laughing, and it’s the first time I feel at ease about this situation in days. “Okay, darling, I'm not letting you out of my sight again, but that probably wasn’t the best thing to say to your captor.” Her eyes light up, “Oh, that wasn’t all I said, love.” Curiosity is getting the best of me. My mate is a sassy she-wolf. I’m sure she could have dressed him down. “What else did you say, darling?” “Well, I asked if that was why he forced me to come so many times. So I would be swollen enough to feel something.” Then she was mentally recovering her words and started listing it off, “When he asked me what the flogger was, I told him that he was using that so I would actually feel something. I told him he had to tie up his women so they won’t run away laugh

Austin POV I wrap my arms around my mate and bury my nose into her neck, inhaling. I am doing this a lot lately. First, the pregnancy is enhancing her scent and it’s intoxicating and second, it’s also very calming. All the anxiety, worry, fear and anger I had during her kidnapping feels like it’s unraveling inside me and she is the best medicine. Having her in my arm puts all of it at ease. But, feeling like a failure is still rearing its ugly head. Rebel though, she seems more put together despite having gone through this harrowing experience and she balances me. Even with everything she has gone through, she is strong and comforting me. I can’t let that be how it works between us. I need to be here for her. With that resolve in mind, I pick her up. “You will always be mine, darling, but right now, I want to take care of you and bathe you and help you heal.” She looks at me with a sly grin, “Then you are wearing too much, my alpha. Bathe with me.” I chuckle at my mate and shake m

Morgana POV Kaden was an idiot. He didn’t listen. Rebel was the key to getting Rising Moon and instead of listening to me and the strategy that would have given him what he wanted and the revenge I sought, he decided to do things his way and got himself killed. I still remember the scene I walked back into the next morning. Instead of claiming Rebel and getting laid, I found him without lips, gashed, and his heart ripped out. The scene was brutal and the stench of blood and rotting corpse filled the cave. After that, I saw how Dale, that bastard was brought by the council to Blackstone and then after a while was taken to the prison at the southwestern council, along with his useless mate and brat. I never thought I would see him again after all these years as I didn’t see him anywhere in the future, but there he was, looking like a homeless man. He looked gaunt and scrawny. Not the strong, muscular man I remembered bedding all those years ago while we plotted out revenge on Blue Moo

Rebel POV I’m happy. Happy that this pregnancy is almost over. I swear my boys are determined to get their black belts in karate before they exit my belly. It’s especially fun when they kick my bladder. Speaking of bladder, I knew from all the reading I’ve done, that I would be using the bathroom more, but my goddess! I might as well move the bed to the bathroom. I spend more time in that one room than any other room of the pack house. Don’t get me started with the swollen ankles I can feel but can’t see because of the oversized yoga ball sitting on my stomach. This of course is accompanied by the two large basketballs weighing in on my chest, making it impossible to breathe if I roll on my back when I sleep. It makes moving anywhere harder. I waddle like a damn duck. I am a she-wolf with a duck complex. To sum it up, I’m feeling pretty miserable. Austin, bless his heart, is in love with the boys and smiles when he sees my swollen belly. He likes seeing me pregnant. He is constant