Chapter 25 You Are Special
Lulu
I did what I was told.
It was the least me decision I’d ever made, but for once, I actually listened to Dr Allen. One full day of rest. No stubborn Lulu. No sneaking off anywhere.
He said I needed my strength. And, honestly, it made sense—I had to be healthy if I wanted to go with Caspian to the Crystal Ice Pack.
Strangely enough, that was the reason that finally convinced me.
Dalila barely left my side that day. The young omega moved quietly but efficiently, like she was afraid even her footsteps might crack me open. Caspian had clearly given her very detailed instructions—too detailed, if you asked me.
He acted like an overprotective older brother dealing with a rebellious little sister, which was ridiculous considering he was actually younger than me. I figured it had something to do with the pregnancy hormones turning me into a soft, needy woman.
“Alpha Caspian really treats you differently,” Dalila said suddenly as she adjusted my pillows.
Right on cue. I’d only just been thinking that.
I glanced at her. “Differently how?”
She let out a small sigh, then smiled slightly. “I’ve never seen a she-wolf allowed into the Alpha’s room whenever she wants. Given expensive things without asking. Assigned a personal omega.” She leaned in a bit. “And still not touched intimately.”
I froze.
“That… has nothing to do with anything,” I said quickly.
“Forgive me, Miss McCarthy,” Dalila replied gently. “But I’ve been watching the two of you closely. That’s exactly what it has to do with. Alpha Caspian isn’t a man who holds back without a reason.”
I laughed shortly. It sounded fake even to my own ears. “He’s always surrounded by female wolves. Everyone knows that.”
Dalila studied me for a long moment. “Yet none of them are staying where you are now.”
Her words slipped into my thoughts, prying open a space I’d worked hard to keep sealed. To distract myself, I said, “I saw him once. With a blonde she-wolf. In Ivy Garden.”
Dalila nodded calmly. “And after that, did Alpha Caspian treat you more coldly?”
I fell silent.
I honestly didn’t know the answer.
“Then,” she continued, “maybe it’s you who’s special.”
I denied it out loud, but my thoughts… they didn’t reject it nearly as fast. A strange sensation spread through my body. This wasn’t how it was supposed to feel.
By midday, I asked Dalila to accompany me to Dr Allen’s clinic. My belly was starting to show—just a little, but enough to make me anxious. Everything felt oddly calm inside, unlike the chaos most first-time pregnancies came with.
Dr Allen smiled warmly after examining me. “Everything looks good. The pup’s strong.”
The breath I’d been holding all morning finally escaped. “When… roughly?”
“About ten weeks,” he said. “Two and a half months, give or take.”
Two and a half months. I looked down, gently rubbing my stomach. “Did you hear that?” I whispered. “We’ve made it this far. We’re going to be alright.”
I was still talking to my pup when the clinic door opened and Alpha Caspian walked in. His presence shifted the room instantly—like the air itself had changed direction.
“You didn’t tell me you were coming here.”
“Do I need to report my movements during my rest period now, Alpha?”
“No. Let’s drop it—I don’t want us constantly arguing.” He stepped closer. “How are the results, Violet?”
“Healthy,” I replied. “And stubborn. Clearly inherited that from someone.”
The corner of Caspian’s mouth lifted. “And I’ll handle that stubborn one.”
I knew exactly who they meant. As per his earlier instructions, I didn’t push it. I didn’t want to argue, not when I was enjoying this strange, peaceful phase of being pregnant.
We walked out side by side. The midday breeze brushed against us gently.
Dalila’s words came back to me. And without planning it—without any preparation—the question slipped out.
“That blonde she-wolf… where is she now?”
Caspian slowed. “Why are you asking?”
“I’m just curious.”
He stared straight ahead. “She returned to her pack. We had no relationship. She’s from the south-western pack. Her pack owed Sapphire Water, and her service was… payment.”
My chest felt lighter. Relieved. At least I didn’t have to imagine things and end up misreading him again.
“Why do you suddenly care?” he asked, finally turning to me.
I shrugged. “Just bored.”
He chuckled softly. “You’re terrible at lying, Lulu.”
I bit my lip. “Do you… have another she-wolf?”
Caspian stopped. I did too. We stood beneath a large tree, leaves swaying above us, shadows falling across his face.
“Does it matter?” he asked quietly.
“I just don’t want to be in the way,” I said quickly. “I’m staying in your pack house. I don’t want to… get too close.”
He stepped nearer. Too near. My back hit the tree before I realised it.
“There is a she-wolf I like,” he said lowly.
My heart slammed in my chest.
“Well,” he continued, his voice almost amused, “she’s struggling with her own problems, keeps denying her feelings, and thinks I don’t notice her.”
I held my breath. His face was only inches from mine. By the Moon Goddess, my hands were trembling.
The wind shifted, carrying his aquatic scent—something dizzying, something that made my head spin.
I ducked my head quickly, slipped through the space between us, and walked back into the pack house without looking back. Dalila followed.
I rambled the whole way—about how irritating Caspian was, about his vague way of speaking, about how none of this made any sense.
Dalila didn’t respond. Not once. Which somehow made it even more embarrassing.
A little while later, I suddenly craved melon. I didn’t even like melon that much.
Ten minutes after I asked, Dalila returned with freshly cut fruit. “Alpha Caspian likes melon,” she said casually.
I nearly choked.
“Don’t start influencing me again, Dalila. I just want to focus on surviving with my child.”
She giggled softly—probably laughing smugly to herself.
Night fell quicker than I expected. I took a warm shower, trying to calm my thoughts. As I stepped out, there was a knock at the door.
“Lulu.”
Caspian’s voice sounded hesitant.
“Give me a moment,” I called.
I reached for a dress, only to realise the zip at the back was stuck. Stupidly, I’d already told Dalila to turn in early.
I opened the door. “Could you… help?”
Caspian paused before stepping inside. His fingers brushed my back as he slowly pulled the zip up. The touch was simple, but my body reacted like it had been set on fire.
“You’re breathing too fast,” he murmured.
“I’m fine,” I lied. “What brings you to my room so late?”
He handed me a bottle of vitamins. “You forgot these.”
I nodded, taking them without meeting his eyes.
“Get some rest,” he added, resting a hand lightly on my shoulder. “We leave very early.”
After he left, I stood there for a long time, holding my slowly growing belly, smiling to myself.
I let myself hope.
If only I’d met Caspian first… maybe everything would have been different.