Todos os capítulos de Pregnant With The Alpha Pup: Capítulo 141 - Capítulo 150

~ZAYDENWhen Dahlia's crawled into bed with me later that night, I was almost half asleep. But the moment her body touched mine, my eyes flew open. I had been waiting up for her. I wrapped my hand around her warm body as soon as she settled in behind me, and she sighed. "I'm sorry I kept you waiting for so long," she stated softly.Rather than responding immediately, I leaned in to plant a kiss on her forehead. "It's okay, love. I didn't wait for too long," was all I said. She smiled at me, her eyes shining through the darkness of the night, and she moved even closer, her body pressing against mine. "I miss you," she whispered. "I missed you too, love. I've been so busy, too busy to spend time with you and our kids. I'm sorry," I whispered back. She shifted back a bit to stare directly into my eyes. "You have nothing to be worried about, baby. Really. I understand. You've been going all around because of pack issue

~DAHLIAIt was a long trip back home.I tried to stay up and talk to Zayden, to keep him company so that he would not be bored while driving us all through the long distance back home. And I tried. I really did. I talked his ears off, and he listened. Like he always did. But it didn't take long before my exhaustion caught up to me. My eyes started to close. I tried to fight it, really. I shook my head and pinched my cheek and peeled my eyes open with my fingers, but the urge to sleep was strong. Zayden must have seen me struggling because he reached out to pat my arm while keeping the other one on the steering wheel. "Go to sleep, love."I yawned as I shook my head. "Absolutely not. I'm just a little bit dizzy. I'll be fine in a moment," I stated, ignoring the fact that my voice was a little bit slurry. My mate smiled at me. "It's okay, sweetheart. We aren't anywhere close t

~DAHLIAI was still holding his hand when he died. My heart stopped in my chest as Grandfather's chest slowly stopped moving, and when he draw his last breath, I saw it.My heart pounded against my chest so hard that it was as if it wanted to escape, and rapid tears streamed down my face as my adoptive grandfather died. "He's dead. Zayden, grandfather is...he is dead." The words ripped out of me, moving around in the room like a ghost. All of a sudden, the temperature dropped, a rapid chill spreading across the room. Zayden knelt back down at the foot of the bed. I looked at my mate, unable to keep staring at the corpse of the man who raised me and took me away from that hellish orphanage home. The man I would forever be grateful to. And even though I felt like a coward for looking away from him, I did. I looked to my mate instead. And for the first time since I met Zayden, my mate was crying. Very slowly, he reac

~ZAYDENGrief was like a spectrum.There was days when I hated the world and hated myself for leaving my grandfather for so long, for not knowing that he was sick. For not knowing that he needed me. Those were the bad days. But I also had the good days. Days when I hated myself a little bit less, days when I was able to breath. Days when I was able to remind myself that grandfather would not want me to blame myself for his death. Days when I would remember that his death was not my fault, and that since the moon goddess was in charge of life and living, she knew that it was his time, and she took him away from us. From me. Those days, however, were few and far in between. It wasn't as though I had a choice though. I was the Alpha of my pack. The death of my grandfather was a sad incident, but it wasn't the end of the world. Unfortunately, life had to move on, no matter what. So it did. And I di

~DAHLIA"Promise not to shut me out again?" I asked before we left the dining table, our half eaten feast staring back at me. Zayden solemnly placed his hands on his chest as he responded. "Cross my heart. I will never do such a thing again, my love. I promise you."I nodded, satisfied with his response. Good. Now that that was out of the way, I waved him away and slowly stood up, afraid of tipping over from all the food he just fed me. "You have the kids. Deal with them. I am going back to sleep."I didn't wait for his response before I made my way out of the transformed living room, up the stairs, and into my room. As I plopped down on the bed, a satisfied, extremely contented smile slowly spread across my lips. After a million incidents and a thousand delays, Zayden and I were finally getting married. Again. For the last time, most definitely.There was no jealous best friend — read as Edda — t