A Life

Nausea. A rising feeling that emerges from the moment I wake up whilst reaching high peaks for the rest of the day. It is incontrollable that I often choose to lie down far away from the noise of the pack in the comforts of our villa.

My eyes and ears have become highly sensitive that any sound a bit above the normal level gives me a stabbing headache so I have been secluding myself. Curtains closed, door shut. My body is burning up but I don't feel as though I have a fever, my flesh is merely boiling.

I cannot keep solids within my stomach for much time so Deimos made sure to switch my diet to fluids. He blames himself saying he shouldn't have drenched me with the water hose that day we played the game for he has gotten me sick.

During the night my body freezes and I shiver constantly which pulls my male from his slumber. He often sits up guiding my head to his chest enveloping me in the heat of his flesh until my body calms pulling me into a deep sleep.

Immense fear has been overtaking my emotions for this has never happened to me before. I have never gotten sick and it came as a surprise to both me and my beta. My wolf is calm and composed hiding beneath the surface but she sleeps like me all the time.

A soft click of the door and my male's scent pours inside saturating the air. His footsteps are soft breathing light he doesn't wish to wake me doing his best to remain as quiet as possible. He peeps over trying to see if I am sleeping as I am hidden beneath the covers that only my eyes are visible.

"You are awake." He whispers with a soft smile sitting down on the bed by my side. I give him a quick nod shifting closer to his warmth. Deimos has been going back and forth from the villa to Gio's pack the frequent trips tire him yet his mouth spews no complaints.

"I feel better today." I say whilst my lips place a soft kiss upon his wrist.

"How much better?" He questions whilst removing the blanket off me allowing my skin to breathe. I am bundled up in his sweaters and jackets yet I still freeze.

"Enough to leave this room." I reply looking down at his attire for the day.

"I am glad you are. I have requested Maria to make you some soup and soft bread. She is on her way here." He utters eyes scanning my body making sure I am okay.

"What soup?" I ask a soft rumble lighting up within my empty stomach.

"Tomato." He says with a knowing smile and I gag. I hate tomatoes but Deimos makes sure I swallow it all up until the very last drop saying it is the healthiest of all and shall provide me with strength.

"What is it?" I question for his nose often flares and he frowns in confusion.

His nose sniffs at my neck, my cheek, and my chest softy inhaling my scent. He immediately jumps back shaking his head with a quick sneeze. "You smell different, Lumina." Is all he says. My cheeks burn with deep embarrassment as I look away from him.

"I haven't showered in days." I whine pushing myself into the blanket covering myself from him.

A soft laugh erupts within his chest as he tugs on the blanket again. I peek up at him biting my lower lip. "Do you wish to shower today?" He asks and I immediately nod my head up and down eager to cleanse my flesh.

He enters the bathroom with quick steps and prepares my bath in the dark. The room is entirely consumed in darkness that nothing can be visible. The water runs whilst puffs of steam swim through the room.

Deimos strides towards me gently picking me up in his arms carrying me inside. He places me upon the sink. I cannot see him well and I know it is the same for him. Kneeling upon the floor he removes my socks throwing them in the basket.

"Lumina close your eyes." He says and I quickly pay heed to his words. He shifts past me and I hear the sound of a click. Light consumes the bathroom as I can feel the difference behind my eyelids. I whimper not wanting another headache.

"I need you to open your eyes slowly can you do that for me?" He asks softly his arms placed upon my hips. His fingers clutch my flesh massaging gently persuading me but allowing me to take my time.

Gritting my teeth I open my eyes by an inch and as soon as blinding light strikes through I shut it close again. "It is too bright. Brighter than normal." I say shaking my head not wishing to do this.

"Lumina it is the same you are used to. You are doing good my female. Now try again." He encourages me.

I do the same again but open it by another inch only to shut it close again. After a few tries with my male waiting patiently I finally open them with a squint. It takes time for me to adjust but eventually I am able to see him and my surrounding clearly.

"Good my female." He whispers with a soft kiss to my forehead. He takes tiny a glass bottle from the cabinet behind me. "Look up at the ceiling." He instructs and I follow. Holding the liquid dropper he pumps two drops in each eye.

Before it could escape my eyes his finger pads massage my eyes softly allowing my sclera to suck it up. "What is it?" I ask leaning towards him.

"It will help soothe your eyes." He replies. "Now, look at me." He says and I do meeting his emeralds. A soft smile upon his lips as he stares into my soul. "I missed this." He whispers.

The water begins to overflow from within the holds of the tub and he unlocks the drainer reducing the amount of water filled. "Lift your arms." He says and as soon as I do he begins to strip me head to toe.

The jackets and leggings are the first to go then my sweater. I sit now with my undergarments shivering as he removes the band freeing my hair to flow down my back. Arms go around me and experienced fingers unhook my bra with ease.

The straps fall down my shoulders as his eyes catch the drop. He doesn't meet my eyes only focusing on the task at hand. Freeing my breasts from the cups he watches their bounce. Nipples hard in reaction to the cold that befalls upon flesh.

He looks away for a second closing his eyes shut taking deep heavy breaths. My flesh calls to him for a taste but he has been avoiding it for the past week keeping his distance. It only makes the problem of my body worse it only makes my want for him to be inside me surge to new heights.

His trembling fingers move down to my panties clutched around my hips covering my mound. Before he can strip me off it my I push at his chest shaking my head. I haven't shaved and hair has grown I don't know why yet I feel sheepish.

He reads my mind, the pictures it shows. His eyes dilate as heart picks up pace. A serious predatory look he possesses upon his face. "It isn't something of yours I haven't seen before, my female. How is it you act shy even though several years have passed between us?" He questions with a nip to my cheek.

A shiver jolts me through me like hardened electricity and he immediately picks me up placing me in the warm water that envelopes my flesh gently. His heat has dispersed replaced by the need to comfort and care. Cupping water into his hands he pours it upon my head drenching my hair.

I close my eyes as he massages my temple making sure it is cleaned along the way. "I like washing you." He says.

"You are quite good at it, who taught you?" Eyes open a spark of jealousy that consumes me has my wolf watching him with keen eyes.

"My father did." He says a sigh of understanding passes through me, my wolf relaxes licking her paws. "When I was a pup I would watch him wash my mother whenever he had the time. Even if he was tired and could barely keep his eyes open, he would make sure my mother was cared for." He continues.

I turn around in the tub feet tucked to my chest urging him to tell me more. Deimos never talked to me about his parents, a hard topic for him to digest a cause to his once cold soul.

"My mother had long hair, longer than yours. I remember holding onto it all the time the way it would tumble down her shoulders, the way it would sway to the soft breeze. No matter how long it took him to wash her he would still do it. It was also his way of apologizing to her." He speaks eyes sparkling with a gentle smile on his face reminiscing on the memories he possesses.

"And you are following in his footsteps, my male. He must be so proud as he watches you from the moon." I whisper giving him my palm which he holds on to. "Your mother...would she have liked me?" I question.

"She wouldn't have just liked you, Lumina. She would have loved you. You are everything she wanted for me as a mate." He whispers. Tears well within my eyes lips quiver as I see the gut-wrenching sadness he holds within his soul that is eager to be shed.

"What about your father?" I continue.

"He would have spoilt you as if you were his daughter." He replies quickly. The pain of his heart strikes through all emotions and I feel it within my bones. The feeling like no other, an emptiness in his soul that can never be filled.

Tears roll down my cheeks as small whimpers leave my lips unable to handle the sorrow that is coming to light. He flinches my quiet sobs startling him removing him from his haze.

"Are you crying? Why are you crying, my female? Is it for me? Don't cry, Lumina." He whispers gently wiping the tears below my eyes with his thumbs. The sobs grow louder and his eyes sadden. "I am okay, my female. I really am, so cease your cries." He continues, lips pecking me all around my face trying to soothe my distress.

"It must have been hard." I say whilst he leans closer to me, angling his neck so I can smell him to calm myself. Snuggling into his neck nose sniffing inhaling his scent.

"Yes, it was. Especially maturing into a juvenile. I would cause problems all the time, getting into fights with other males. I once knocked Cronus out. Anything even the smallest of things would anger me. But I am thankful as Cronus's parents guided me to the right path. I struggled but I got through." He says whilst rinsing my hair.

"I am proud of you." I whisper as I relive the images he shows me in my head.

"Do you know what else I am often thankful for?" He asks shutting the water off removing the drain head.

"What?" I question as I regard him meeting his eyes.

"You." An intake of breath from my side a stop to the beats of my heart. Lips slightly apart I gaze at my male. "You filled it, Lumina. The void in my heart. You have painted my life with light that shall never again pass into darkness."

Carefully lifting me from the tub he wraps a dry heated towel around me. His words replaying over and over within the depths of my mind. With each passing day, he speaks of the changes I instilled in his life and how happy and blessed he is to have me as his mate.

Fingers hooking under his shirt, he strips off his drenched shirt throwing it inside the laundry basket with the rest of my dirty clothes. Nipples stand straight waiting for my tongue swift licks, and hard sucks I would give them. Equally, they would indulge in me as my tongue makes love to them.

He turns around swiftly my thirsty eyes find his shoulder blades that move to his every flex, his back muscles engorged showing me the results of his workout. Dangerous. This male is dangerous with the things he makes me feel.

His pants are the next to go. I see it all the curve of his ass the muscles of his thighs and calves that carry his weight. I should do it. Make him beg for me to clench around his cock tightly and milk him. I would love to see his mouth open with loud moans eyes drowning in ecstasy.

Every small detail from the veins on his hand to the bulge of his biceps has my complete attention. My male trembles fists clenched at his sides in reaction to my scent that overtakes the calmness of the room sexual tension burning through the walls.

Body sways from the heat my core feels, mind springing up images of the things I want him to do to me. "Stop it!" He turns around meeting my eyes his tone is a warning. He sees what I show him. His entire being stills taking deep breaths.

My eyes start again from the tips of his head and move slowly down his flesh. Licking my lower lips when they stop at his now erect cock. I want him to fuck me in every position he wishes. No, I do not want to make love, I want to fuck. Hard. Rough. I want him to take me like the beast he is.

I want him in my mouth, I can take him deep if he wishes to the back of my throat. I wish to swallow what he will feed me or give him a show of it dripping down my chin. Another image in my mind we share the viewing. My male struggles to breathe. Seduction at its finest.

My heat just ended yet why do I feel like I am in one. One that he is adding fuel to. Hot fluid slides down my inner thigh, a gasp of air he takes watching it's trail down slowly. That is all it takes for him to pounce. He is lost no control bounding him.

Grabbing my thighs, he lifts me with ease my legs bound around his waist as I am pushed against the hard wall. Hot tongue licks my collar bone a slow rise from the base of my throat to my jaw. He tastes my flesh teeth nipping not cutting deep.

My palms around his throat I push my core into his hard cock enticing him further. Slow rock of my hips he cannot stand still with the way I seduce him. My towel has risen to ass, core glistening a perfect feast for his eyes. My male swallows harshly.

"Do it, fuck me like this. Please." I moan the words in his ear and he stills. He doesn't pay heed to my words so I thrust my hips into his.

Eyes closed head bent, his palm bangs three times upon the wall to my right. I stop quickly, my towel falling further the curve of my breasts showing droplets of water peppered over the skin.

When he meets my eyes I shiver with anticipation. A serious gaze one filled with hot want burning through all that binds him. Pupils dilate and he pants softly. No time for games he has the control now.

A soft knock at the door has my heart pumping. "Alpha Deimos, I have brought Luna's meal. Has she woken up yet?" Maria speaks from outside the door.

I look at our position and nakedness. I don't think this is what she wants to see the first thing in the morning. I shift trying to get down but he tightens his hold clutching me closer to him.

"Let me go, Deimos." I plead struggling using all my filled energy.

"Come in." A command leaves his lips and I still in his arms. Maria slowly opens the door with a tray in her arms. She searches for us and as soon her eyes meet our position she looks away head bowed.

I look away eyes shut cheeks burning up, why must this always happen to me? He grabs my jaw and makes me meet his predatory gaze.

"A-Anything else I can do for you, Alpha?" She questions her eyes rooted to the ground.

"That is all, Maria. You may return to the pack. Thank you." He replies not taking his eyes off mine for a second. He shifts swiftly his hard cock pressing into my dripping core and I clamp my palm around my mouth.

She immediately leaves shutting the door softly behind her. I take deep breaths trying to calm my heart. "I told you not to provoke me, Lumina." He says voice deep tone strong.

Lifting my thighs my knees touching my chest and my back pressed deeper into the wall he pushes his hips into mine. "You are very sick, my female. I have been trying my best to keep away from your flesh yet here you are easily crumbling my composure." He continues.

"Fuck you upon this wall? If I wanted I would have taken you raw on that sink right where you were sitting. And no matter how much you cried or begged I wouldn't have stopped. I would have fucked you over and over again until all you could do was scream my name. I would have done it like hard. Like the beast you wish for." He utters tone dominant reigning in his desires.

Letting of me, my feet land upon the ground he fixes my towel securing it properly around my chest. "Remember this, the pictures you have in your head is nothing compared to what I can do to you in reality. Do not test me, Lumina."

With those words left in the air, we get dressed. He arranges my meal upon the small table so I can eat comfortably. Taking the soup-filled spoon he blows upon it feeding it to me gently. I told him I could eat on my own but he stressed he wants to feed his female.

"Now?" I question munching on the soft bread which he tears apart into bite sizes for me.

"Yes you need to be checked, I hope it is not a severe illness." He says feeding me the last of my meal.

"No need to stress about it, I am strong. It will pass." I say as he shakes his head.

"I know but it is safer to do so. It is the first time you have felt this way so I want to make sure. The healer is waiting." He says whilst cleaning up.

The trip to Gio's pack was excruciating with every bump along the way I wanted to heave out the contents in my stomach. Deimos held me tightly to his chest the entire ride with soothing words and encouragement. He wanted the food kept in my stomach so every time I was at the edge of vomiting he held a slice of lemon to my nose to reduce nausea as much as possible.

"We are here. My female is strong." He whispers with a soft kiss to my sweat coated forehead. My eyes are closed my mouth clamped shut as I take deep breaths.

The car comes to a complete stop and a sigh of relief passes my lips. He opens the door getting out first. Leaning inside he prepares to carry me.

"I can w-walk." I say.

"I know you can but I want to carry you." He utters holding me gently walking straight to the pack clinic. My arms around his neck nose pressed into his flesh my nausea takes a breather. "I am here, my female." He whispers.

The smell of herbs and medicine makes me gag and he immediately brings the slice of lemon to my nose squeezing a few drops into my mouth.

"Alpha." Guaritrice greets her eyes on me. She scans me from head to toe searching for the root of the problem.

My male places me softly onto the bed shifting the hair gently from my face. "She couldn't handle the drive here but she pulled through." He tells her keeping his eyes on me.

The healer nods preparing her instruments for a check-up. Returning with green fluid in a small wooden cup she instructs me. "Drink it." It possesses no smell making it easier for me to swallow. As soon as it hit the walls of my stomach my nausea calms.

"Anything else other than what you told me on the phone, Alpha?" She questions.

"Yes... she smells different. Her scent has been changing for the past few weeks." He replies as the shrill ringtone of his phone erupts cutting into calm silence.

He immediately picks up, "Speak." He commands. The wolf on the other side runs with his words speaking fast fueled by anxiety and confusion. Deimos sighs deeply running his fingers through his hair frustrated.

The healer looks at me calmly as if she is already sure of this sickness I possess. A minute is what takes my male to end the conversation. "Something has come up that requires my presence." He says looking upset.

"Go, my male." I whisper.

"I can stay, Lumina." He says. Even if he did I know his mind would be disturbed.

"Deimos I am not dying. I will wait here for you, okay?" A forced chuckle leaves my lips.

A quick kiss to my temple, "I will return as fast as the wind." He nods in question.

"As fast as the wind." I whisper back with a nod. He leaves quickly taking big steps rushing out the door so he can get back sooner.

"Say it. I know you know what is wrong with me. So say it." I speak to the healer not looking at her.

"I will after I make sure of my theory." She replies bringing the instrument hidden behind the curtain. It is sort of a flat stick not pointy but round-edged with a soft pad upon the tip.

Making me spread my legs, she inserts the stick inside my core without any hesitation or warning. I flinch strongly eyes wide as a frown takes over. Why is that object inside me? Why is she checking my core instead of my throat?

She shifts it side to side sweeping across my walls. As quick as she went in she exited swiftly with a curt nod of conclusion. Throwing the stick in the garbage she turns around cleansing her hands.

Questions filled with fear consume my mind. Why is she quiet? Am I really sick? Am I...am I going to die? Oh Goddess, how will my male survive? My females? I haven't even seen them yet. How many months do I have left? What if it is days or merely hours or what if-

She turns to me swiftly head bowed deep palm placed upon her chest, "Congratulations Luna. May your heir bring prosperity, wealth, and joy to the pack."

I look at her dumbfounded unable to say anything but ask a question, "What?"

"You are pregnant." She whispers a gentle look in her eyes.

Heart stops, mouth open wide palm clamped over my mouth. Eyes wide tears leaking without control. I gasp again and again hand immediately going to my stomach. Heavy gut-wrenching sobs shake my entire being. I try to take shaky breaths between my loud wails yet it feels stuck within a barrier in the depths of my throat.

"H-How long?" I question between my choked sobs.

"Five weeks, Luna." She replies instantly.

"Thank you. Thank you!" I thank the goddess over and over again the fear that something happened because of the birth pill I consumed dying. Everything is blurry around me as I clench my chest and weep with immense happiness.

The door bangs open and Deimos rushes in hair ruffled up breathing heavily, he carries the scent of sweat. He ran here. Finding me weeping on the floor has him running to me gathering me in his arms. Clutching onto his shirt wailing loud sobs erupting from my chest.

His heart clenches, not knowing the reason. He looks at the healer's eyes filled with fury. He wishes to question her but she bows and exits the room immediately giving us the privacy we need.

"Look at me, my light. What is wrong? You are scaring me." He whispers eyes drowning with anxiety. His heart pumps louder.

"Deimos." I call his name urgently whimpers leaving my lips.

"Hush now. I am here, aren't I? I am here!" He urges bringing me closer to his trembling flesh trying to ease my soul, making me look at him. "Tell me please." He begs.

"I-I...I have something inside me." Calming my sobs so I can deliver the truth clearly, I whine hiccups leaving my lips. His heartbeat increases with pace and sound. I can hear it clearly, the harsh continuous pound of it.

"What is it?" He questions his body shaking, hands trembling heart skipping beats for his body sways with anxious anticipation.

*"A life.*" I whisper peering into his eyes that shows the cracks of his soul stitching back together. Silence consumes us for I cannot hear anything. My male's heart had stopped.