Birthday
My hair held back in place, whilst his other hand pats my back gently to ease the tension. Fingers slide softly up and down my spine relaxing the clenched muscles. My nails dig into the porcelain of the toilet bowl as I heave the contents of my stomach. My throat is raw and sore with the number of times I have vomited.
My legs weak pushing me to fall upon the ground heavy continuous gags surge, but Deimos holds me to him before the ground breaks my fall. A small tired whine leaves my lips as he calms me with soothing words. "I've got you. It is okay." He whispers over and over.
I don't know how he does it, the sight is disgusting and I bet the smell should be revolting to him. Yet it doesn't faze him, his eyes often worried focusing only on comforting me, to make the process a little easier for me to undergo.
His back sliding down the wall he flops down on the cold floor taking me with him settling me upon his lap. Grabbing a wet towel he wipes my mouth and neck cleaning my flesh off the puke.
This is an everyday scenario for us these days. Me struggling to keep food in my stomach and him helping me when I have no strength to. It takes a toll on my body for a few minutes so I sink into him until I find my energy.
"I fear it is getting worse, Lumina. You cannot keep anything inside. Not even the flesh of the softest fruit." Deimos says with a sigh, his chest pulled back as he takes a deep breath in. His shirts don't fit him anymore often clenching tightly to his muscles. I advised him to buy bigger clothes for he has grown bigger, stronger. An Alpha male with a pregnant female is not one to be messed with.
In the past few months, I have seen several changes in him, as though he was becoming someone else. He has lost his composure that he had mastered, even the smallest of things that concerned me ticked him off. He has grown to be more caring, more protective but also highly territorial. No males are allowed within a close distance to me and once his wolf tore through barriers when Ragon approached me without caution from behind.
"This is common, my male. Perhaps my sickness is harsher than other females because I am different." I reply to his concern peeking down at my shirt praying I didn't get any fluid on it. I changed so many times already.
"I do not like seeing you this way. It pains me." He utters with a soft kiss to my head. I shift within his arms preparing to leave his warmth. "Have you finished recharging? We can stay for a little while more." He questions. Eyes sinking into mine checking for flashes of pain or uncomfortableness.
"Yes. I am fine, my male. The females need my presence. I must be there." I whisper using my knees to get up slowly. He aids me in carrying my weight, hands around my waist in case I fall back due to dizziness. My feet take small steps as I head to the bedroom mirror. I need to fix myself before they see me like this. I do not wish to look weak, it isn't in my blood to be so.
Fixing my hair brushing it out, adding a little red lipstick to my pale lips to add color. "No matter what I do, I look sick." I say with a frustrated sigh wondering where that pregnancy glow of mine that the females' talked about went. My skin has gotten paler as if life is being sucked out of me yet it causes me no worry but happiness as my life is given to my pup.
"You are carrying a pup, Lumina. Not just any pup but one created by two Alphas'. You are carrying power and the future strength of all packs." Deimos replies trying to ease my tension whilst quickly replacing the blankets with fresh ones and heating the pillows on our bed. He often does this, so when I come to take a nap I am comfortable and warm.
Pushing down the waistband of my long skirt, lifting my full-sleeved shirt just under my breasts my eyes find my growing belly. A five-month belly is no joke, the strain it puts on my body is painful and sometimes I cannot find the strength to even walk.
Turning to the side swaying through the pads of my feet I place my hands upon my belly running my fingers upon it. "Our pup has grown bigger, yes?" I ask with a soft chuckle from the base of my throat.
Large hands wrap around my waist, his chin placed upon my right shoulder. Eyes gentle as he meets my eyes through the mirror. "Yes, I am pretty sure the pup will be overweight and chubby when it comes out with all the food you consume." He laughs shaking his head reminiscing on his memories of all the times I snatched treats from his hands to chomp it down as if I were starved.
"Might I remind you I am eating for two?" I ask my eyes holding a playful warning. He takes a quick step back raising his palms to me as a sign of surrender in case I begin to chew him up for his words.
My hormones have been running all around in different directions, I get angry for small issues pinning Deimos for his actions or words. Once he instructed me to stop drinking soda and I wailed sprawled out on the floor with tears dripping down my cheeks, snot running down my nose, and threw a fit as a pup would. When he tried to approach me I threw the empty cans at him startling him.
He learned his lesson that day and never again went against my wishes. "Okay, I am ready. I will see you in a few hours, my male." I say standing on my tiptoes kissing his cheek softly.
"Let me take you down the stairs, Lumina." He says walking towards me. His eyes scan down my body and stop at the bottom of my skirt. Kneeling he fixes my crumpled material sliding his palm down the frills to tame it. He takes care of this as I cannot bend, my belly getting in the way.
"It is all right, I can manage. You stress too much. Make sure to wear the black pants I ironed for you." I speak walking past him.
"Shit." He curses softly. I guess he doesn't remember where I set it even though I reminded him over and over again in terms of its place.
"In the third drawer opposite the closet." I shout down the hall my voice booming through the hollow passage.
"Thank you, my female." His voice echoes back from the room as I walk downstairs slowly. I keep my eyes on every step. Deimos reprimanded me that I had a problem of not paying attention to it and slipped frequently before so I began to focus counting the steps in my head.
Every time I near the stairs it feels as if it is a test of resilience for me, taunting me if I can make it till the end. By the time I do reach the end using up every last drop of my energy I am a panting sweating mess. Climbing up is even harder, my male often carries me when he is in a close distance. Even if he was far and I very tired he would run all the way dropping his work just to carry me up the stairs.
"Alpha, how are you feeling today?" Elriam helps me down the last three steps her palm resting upon my back holding me to her softly. She knows of my intense morning sickness so she often inquires of my health.
"Do I look good? Like, am I glowing?" I ask her staring into her eyes searching for truth unsure of how I truly look. I cannot trust Deimos as he says I look beautiful even when I am covered with puke and sweat.
"Of course, you look freshened up and bright. You shine, Alpha." She replies as we head to the pack kitchen. No traces of lies can be found so I believe her words.
"Thank goddess. I just destroyed the bathroom and went straight to the mirror to fix myself up." I chuckle with a shake to my head.
"Oh no, are you feeling all right? You must be hungry." Elriam says scanning my face her eyes filled with concern. I am always hungry, she knows this.
"I feel better now, I can wait for the cake." I snicker an evil look crossing my eyes. Cake has become my new moon blessed. Last month my male said I liked cake more than him.
"I think you have gotten a new addiction, Alpha. I feel quite sad for Ragon with the number of drives he has been on to buy you cakes." She utters. Since Gio's pack is located quite far from the center where all the stores are located, Deimos gave Ragon the duty to satisfy my cravings with cake runs. I would sometimes wake Ragon up before the sun rose for one and would finish it for breakfast.
"What my pup wants, it gets." I smirk licking my lips already salivating on the thought of its softness melting in my mouth sliding down my throat with ease.
Our conversation is interrupted with the loud steps of the females' as they enter in groups into the kitchen holding ingredient packets and bowls. Their voices mingled together filled with chatter and chuckles. They stop and bow deeply when their eyes find me in the middle of the room back leaning upon the counter for support.
"Luna Lumina." They greet me with sparkling eyes and a soft smile on their lips. Some mated females look at my belly with yearning and the elders find joy with its growth. They told me it was a beautiful feeling of being a mother one that even a mate bond cannot compare to.
"Shall we start this then?" I question scrubbing my hands with foam soap and drying it with a heated towel. These products are kept separate and changed regularly only for me, as my skin has become extremely sensitive. Deimos makes sure even the tiniest of things that are in line with my body are taken care of without thought and with perfection.
"Luna, we can do this on our own. We don't wish to cause you to strain yourself." Mia comes forth speaking of her worry. She has gotten closer to me these months, the wolf who stands first to come to my aid among others. Elriam sends a low growl and a flash of fang her way. My beta thinks Mia overdoes things just to get attention but I say my beta is jealous which makes me laugh as there is no need for her to be. No one can replace Elriam.
"No, I must help. Gianna is like my own daughter and I will do everything to make her birthday special." I utter as they nod in understanding.
We stand around the counter with a paper and pen lying in the middle discussing the menu for the party as well as the recipes and ingredients. In the end, we head with traditional Italian food as Giovanni believes that is what Gia has to grow up with so it can remind her of home wherever in the world she is.
As the sun sets we are almost finished with the preparations. Music plays softly in the background flowing through the windows. The males' have put up the fairy lights and set the picnic tables.
"Where are the paper plates? Give them to the males so they can prepare the seats." I say whilst cleaning the counter with a wet towel. We made quite the mess.
I peek at the clock and the kitchen door. They should be here any second now. And with that thought, the door bangs open as the two sweating males' rush inside carrying plastic bags filled with groceries and snacks. Deimos and Ragon are panting hair and chest drenched.
"Are we late? We bought everything on your list." Deimos says putting the bags on the counter with Ragon following his action. Deimos removes the crumpled list from his back pocket scanning through them making sure he bought them all. I could have asked two of the other wolves to take the trip but I wanted Deimos to go personally, he is Gia's uncle after all.
"Yes a little late." I whisper removing the frosting containers from the bag giving them to the females so they can finally finish decorating the cake.
"Why is their damn grocery store so far?" Ragon wheezes body bent down palms upon his knees. "We could have taken the car, Alpha!" He says. It must have been hard running all the way, shopping quickly, and running back whilst carrying the heavy bags in a small period of time.
"I told you, there was no gas. We had to run." Deimos replies with a look of annoyance. Ragon keeps his space from me knowing the change in his Alpha.
"Have you two wolves finished complaining?" I question calmly my eyes focused on putting the extra snacks in bowls for the pack to munch on from the public table.
"I wasn't complaining, he was. I will do whatever you wish without a second thought, my female." Deimos whispers snuggling up to me nose nuzzling into my neck.
"Good. Now go take a shower, you stink." I utter.
"I have been good. Don't I get a treat?" He whispers fingertips grazing my elbow his hips pushed into mine. Short puffs of air on my ear lobe he knows what he's doing. He doesn't feel embarrassed to show others how he chases me. How an Alpha male like him can be tamed by a female.
Turning around swiftly grabbing him by the back of his neck bringing him close to my face in one harsh tug. His eyes widen at the sudden action. Inching closer to his ear I whisper, "If you remain good until the party ends, I might give you a big treat. In the bedroom." I moan in his ear with a soft nip to his earlobe.
His entire being shakes with the weight of my words excitement shining within the depths of his eyes. Teeth sink into his lower lip as he meets my heated gaze with his own. Scorching flames is what we could describe the feeling of our skin. My lips curve up at the side gazing at my male.
"Now go get ready, the party will start soon." I say looking back and forth from Deimos to Ragon. Ragon gives a short bow in response to my instruction.
Both the males' rush out the door as I finish up with the final preparations. "Elriam can you manage the rest? I will go see Gianna now." She nods quickly as my feet take me out of the packhouse to the grounds striding into Giovanni's private quarters.
I search for the little one wondering where she is hiding. She knows it's her third birthday today and was very excited. Giovanni said he was going to fit her in a dress for the first time and I promised I would come help.
Small uneasy screams fall down the stairs striking at me and I immediately rush to the source. Opening the door to the room Gianna is seated on a high chair her cheeks red and eyes swollen with uncontrollable tears.