Chapter 40 Chapter 40

Chapter 40 Chapter 40
"Are you sure that you're okay with Alexa coming to your pack?"

He smiles at me. "I already told you that I'm not pissed, and it's not my pack, it's our pack."

"I know it's our pack, but it's been yours for a long time. I don't want it to seem weird," I murmur.

"I'm sure that I want Alexa here at our pack. Are you happy now?"

"You're not just saying that because I'm your mate, are you?" I tease.

He bites his lip with a smile and looks at me. "Say that again."

"What part?"

"You being my mate."

"I'm your mate, and I'm all yours."

"Really considering taking you right here in my closet."

I playfully roll my eyes. "Yeah, no. We can't do anything anymore until I start taking protection," I say, hoping that he doesn't take me seriously.

"Oh, really?"

"Yes, really." I half expected him to start ripping my clothes off my body, but he just looks at me and chuckles. "You're not going to fuck me now?"

He shakes his head. "Not now, but I promise you'll have me in you twice before the day is over," he tells me and winks at me. "When you're done with Alexa, we're having lunch, okay?"

"No problem," I say and start unbuttoning his shirt that I wore to bed, but he stops me before I make it past the fourth button.

"Woah, stop there. What are you doing?"

"Unbuttoning a shirt."

"My shirt."

I give him a confused look. "And?"

"I just want my scent to be on you."

"I already have your mark."

"Just wear the shirt out. It looks good on you."

I button the shirt and pick out a pair of jeans from the few clothes I have kept in his closet. I look at him, and he has a big smile on his face.

"And wear your hair up."

"You already had your way once," I tell him, but he looks at me with puppy eyes. I comb my hair and put it in a ponytail. "Are you happy now?"

He looks at my mark, which the collar of his shirt is barely hiding, and smiles. "I'm happy now."

"Stupid alpha," I mutter to myself, and he just chuckles. I remember that we didn't finish our conversation about protection.

I play with my fingers. "Wouldn't it be nice if I was on the pill or something?"

He looks at me in confusion and stops combing his hair to cross his arms. "Were we serious about that?" he asks.

"Yes, Casper. You know what happens to people who have sex without protection? They get pregnant."

"And?"

"And we should be more careful."

"So we don't want kids?"

"Yeah," I say quickly as my eyes widen. "We can't have them now, you know. There's still so much to think of."

He relaxes. "If it were up to me, you'd be very pregnant. And besides, Javier asked me to make sure he has a sibling from you. But I understand, we can start trying when you think you're ready."

I laugh. "He told you about that?"

"Yeah. Boy, was I surprised when he told me the woman from the night before said she'd give him siblings."

"The first day we met, he asked me to give him siblings, and I told him to ask you," I say after my laughter dies down.

"At that time, the idea was not the best," I frown at his words, but he just chuckles and kisses my forehead, "but now, I will make sure to keep you very, very busy," he murmurs and starts kissing me.

I kiss him back and things get steamy quickly. "I should leave," he mumbles, but he keeps on fondling my boobs. I press my lips against his mark and lick it. His hand tightens around my waist while his other hand leaves my breast and starts trailing south. He stops at the waistband of my jeans and stops kissing me.

He's breathing hard and rests his forehead on mine. "This is hard, but I have to go." He pulls back.

"No," I whine when his warmth is gone.

He smirks at me. "Just so you know, you're lunch today," he says, kisses me one last time, and leaves.

After putting on a little makeup, I arrange the room and leave. I go downstairs to see Sebastian and a few men dressed in black.

"New friends?" I ask and enter the kitchen.

"They're royal guards. Casper sent them to accompany you to the airport."

"It's a private terminal."

"He doesn't care."

I step out of the kitchen with a smoothie in my hand. "But you're coming, aren't you?"

"I've been assigned to drive you."

"I can drive myself."

"Tell that to your mate," he says, and I frown.

I walk past the bulky men in black and leave the house. I stop in my tracks when I see two black SUVs with the car that Casper lets me use in between them.

I immediately dial Casper's number.

"You can't get enough of me, can you? I just left, woman," he says.

"Tell your guards to back down."

He tsks from the other end of the line. "It's all part of protection, love."

"'Love'? That's new," I question, holding in my laughter.

"You don't like it?"

I abruptly shake my head. "No, I really do like it."
"Good, because you wouldn't have made me stop, and I can't wait to fuck you on my desk."

"Casper," I shriek, and I look around. The guards obviously heard what was said, but they try to hold a straight face. Sebastian is just laughing and making sex noises beside me.

"Forgot about them," he chuckles. "You really should perfect your mind linking so you can shamelessly reply to my naughty messages."

"Casper, please shut the fuck up," I groan out.

"Oh, come on, don't act so innocent. We both know the dirty things you would be saying to me if they weren't there."

"Fuck you," I say and hang up immediately.

Love you too, his playful voice says in my head.
It's not until I end the call that I realize I completely forgot about my goal to make his guards back down. I elbow Sebastian and turn around to look at the guards, who look very uncomfortable. "Let's go." We walk to the car and Sebastian runs to the driver's seat before I can.

The drive to the airport is short and filled with Sebastian telling me that he told me so and teasing me about Casper.

When we finally see a very pregnant Alexa and her kids, the first thing that comes to mind is how sad and exhausted she looks.

"Alexa. How are you?" I say and hug her, well, as far as her belly will let me. "You don't have protection with you?"

"Yeah, I didn't think it was necessary," she says, and I look at the two girls beside her. The dark haired one is staring at me while her other daughter is hiding behind her mother.

"This is Natalie," she says, referring to the dark haired one. "And this is Zoe." She peeks at me from behind her mother, and I smile at her. She doesn't smile back and hides again, which earns a soft laugh from Alexa.

"You must be exhausted," I say, and some guards are already helping with her suitcases. "Let's get you home."

She doesn't look good at all. Her eyes look sunken and tired. She looks like she is struggling to carry the baby and could collapse at any time now. She still gives me a small smile as she nods.