Accidentally Became Luna

ABL 56: Petty

"How's the child doing?" I asked Anin as soon as I saw her.

"He's fine; he just has a bit of eczema and a fever from being left out there. How did you guys find him?" She asked, and I looked at Miall.

"He was crying," I shrugged, and she raised her eyebrow. "While we were on a date," I whispered, and she smiled.

"I see. Can I ask you for a favour?" She touched my arm, and it was my turn to raise my eyebrow.

"What is it?" I asked, and she nervously smiled.

"May you please share some of your colostrum with the baby?"

"I don't have that," I answered. What is colostrum?

"Amanah, we went through the different terms last week; I can't believe you've already forgotten. Your breast milk, the baby will wake up soon, and he'll be hungry."

"Uhh—" I dragged, and Miall was quick to answer.

"Like hell she will, no." He flat-out refused.

"Yes, I'd love to," I smiled, clasping my hands together and looking at Miall.

"Thank you so much, Amanah; I'll go get the breast pump," she ran down the hall, and I stared at Miall.

"Like hell she will?" I questioned, and he pouted.

"I just don't get why we have to share your milk with a strange baby who doesn't even release a scent," he grumbled, shrugging his shoulders. Will I seriously be raising more than one baby?

"Miall, he's just a baby. It doesn't matter if he isn't releasing a scent; let's help him. After all, you're the Alpha; what will people think of you after denying a baby just milk?" I looked at him through my lashes with my arms wrapped around his waist.

He kissed his teeth and looked away. He really is a big baby.

"Mean Alpha," I whispered, sticking out my tongue. "Jealous, mate."

"Jealous?" He looked down at me, and I nodded. "What would make me jealous when I have you?"

"That you're not the first one getting to taste my milk," I said, and his eyes opened wide as he gasped.

"What?"

"Mmh, jea-lo-us," I mouthed as Anin returned with the pump. "So where should we do this?"

I asked Anin with a smile, and she pointed to a room. We followed her to the room, and Miall closed it, standing guard before the door with his hands folded over his chest.

"Lower your dress for me, please," Anin said, and I pushed off my straps and pulled my dress down. She slipped her gloves, sat on the chair, and rolled over to me. "How do they feel?" She asked as she weighed my breasts in her hands.

They felt heavy.

"What are you doing touching my mate's breasts?" Miall exploded, and we both looked at him, confused.

"Mate?" Anin asked.

"It's his new favourite word," I giggled to Anin. "What do you think was going to happen?" I asked him, and he pointed to Anin.

"Who did you ask for permission to do that?" He shouted, and Anin raised her eyebrow.

"I have seen her vagina on multiple occasions, Alpha, and I think me touching her boobs shouldn't surprise you," she turned to look at me and grabbed the pump attaching it to my boobs. "Tell me if it hurts," she said as she pressed a button on her remote.

It felt cold for a few seconds, but I felt my nipples stretch right after that. Just as the milk started flowing out, the sensation felt like pins and needles. Not bad, I guess.