୨୧ ~ 𝒫𝒾𝓃𝓀 𝐵𝓊𝓃𝓃𝓎 ~ ୨୧ {bxb}

~ 🍕 { Chapter 45 } 🍕 ~

I rush around the kitchen hurriedly, collecting fresh mozzarella from the fridge, tinned tomatoes and other veggies to make the sauce and for toppings as well as a large kitchen knife to cut the mushrooms with.

"Uh-Uh baby, no big knives for you." The knife is carefully taken from my unsteady hand and is placed down on the counter. I whine and try to take it back, but my sore bum is given a light smack as a warning, making me back down shyly, twiddling my fingers together. I look up with big doe eyes and a little smile on my blushed face, thinking of the punishment I received yesterday as well as the shapes of the hearts indented onto my cheeks from when i looked in the mirror this morning.

"Don't make me spank those little cheeks again baby, now lets get to work sweetie." He takes the veggies from my arms and lays them down on the chopping board, peeling off the skin of an onion and splitting it in half.

I dampen a cloth before rubbing it over the outside of my chosen puffball mushroom to remove any dirt or bugs before i ask Daddy to help cut it for me. Afterwards, we place in all the cut vegetables in a saucepan and cook it on a low heat to make them sweat. Then we add the tomato sauce and some tomato pure as well as some dried herbs for flavour.

Once the sauce is done, we pour small amounts onto each slice of mushroom and spread it out before adding mozzarella slices.

Ding-Dong!

The doorbell rings, making me take off my oven gloves and rush over to the door, swinging open the wooden barriers to reveal the refreshingly cold mid autumn air. Mama stands there, draped in her favourite pink flowy dress and a long brown cardigan that ties together in a bow on the front.

"Come in Mama!" I giggle and opens he door wider for her. She kisses my forehead, brining me to her chest and snuggling me tight to her.

"We making mushroom pizza! What toppings u want?" I stare up at her, a little impatiently waiting for her decision.

"Hmmm... i would like, sweetcorn and a little bit of bell pepper please sweetie." She answers, stroking her pink fingers through my hair as i turn around and rush back to the kitchen.

"Who is it baby?" Dada calls from the kitchen and i reply with 'Mama'.

We walk around the corner and Mama takes off her cardigan and lays it on her forearm.

"Welcome Miss Franks," Damion smiles warmly, lifting his head from the table.

"Thank you Damion, but feel free to call me Lilly." She walks over to the table too, looking at our mushroom pizzas.

"Need any help mon champignon?" I nod, sliding over the wooden chopping board and the red bell peppers she asked for. ( mon champignon means 'my mushroom', its what my mama used to call me when i was little! ^-^ )

"Do you know how many of us are going to have pepper on theirs too?" She asks me, making me look up at daddy and tug on the bottom of his shirt.

He hums for a moment, before saying to cut it for all of us, as his Dad likes them too.

"I nu want peper!" I stop my foot lightly on the ground, just wanting cheese, sauce and shroom!

"You know you need your veggies baby, this tum tum cant be full of goodies every day~" he scolds gently, not really a scolding at all as he rubs my belly. I relax and hide my face in his neck, grumbling but giving up, as i know he knows whats best for me.

"Gosh you handled that well, when Benjamin was little he would not eat his vegetables! Every day i had to coerce him into eating them until we found mushrooms, he loves those." Mama chuckles sweetly, flashing her perfect pearly white teeth.

Ding-Dong!

The doorbell goes again, making Dada put me down on the floor as i sulk and walks over to the front door.

"He's such a good mate isn't he." Mama whispers over to me as she chops the peppers.

"Your really lucky to have someone like him as your mate." She adds in, probably not trying to seem passive aggressive, but making me whimper in shame nonetheless. Am i not good enough for someone like Damion?

"Hey buddy!" Big hands wrap around my ribs and lift me onto a warm chest, the scent of melted chocolate filling me nose. Alpha Killian strokes his hand over my head and gently jogs me on his chest, making me bury my face into his fleecy shirt. I whimper and cling to him tightly, making him let out a sound of worry before walking us over to the couch. He sits down, making me bounce down onto his knees from the squishiness of the cushions.

"Whats wrong little chef?" He tilts my chin upwards, as i feel his gaze run over my pouty face. Not wanting to open my eyes to see him, i turn my head away before sliding agasint his torso once more in a act of comfort. He sighs, but not an irritated once as he wraps his arms around me once more, patting my back.

"Pizza will be ready in about 10 minutes!" Damion calls from the kitchen, making alpha Killian hum in response, blowing cold air onto the top of my head.

I squirm, wriggling from the weird sensation before bursting into a fit of giggles!

"S-stwop!" I giggle and duck my head under my hands, beaming up at him.

"There's my cute boy," he smiles back, chuckling.

"M-my mama was mwean today." I look down, twiddling my fingers in my lap.

"Well, what did she say?" He enquires, leaning over my shoulder.

"S-she say that im luckie to havs damyun... b-but i tink she means t-thagt i no goos enouf for hims..." I whimper into his chest as he lets out a huff, clearly thinking what to say.

"Well little chef... as you know, your mama didn't have a very good mate, so she was quite unlucky. He wasn't a nice man, but for you, Damion is a good mate, so i guess you are pretty lucky compared to her. You know she doesn't mean it in a bad way, it just still hurts doesn't it my boy?" He jogs me on his lap, as i nod along, taking it all into my little brain.

"Yeth..." i slowly stand onto the sofa, shifting off his lap and pulling his arm so he stands up. He whooshes me over his shoulders so im sitting on them, my arms wrapped around his neck as i giggle.

"Is the Pizza ready yet?" Alpha asks, as i giggle on his shoulders.

"Nearly honey," Mama calls back as she checks through the glass window. "Could you guys please set the table?"

"Sure thing Lilly." Killian replies, scooping up four sets of forks and knives, as well as some napkins. He hands them to me and then picks up four round plates, carrying them and me over to the table. We set them down, laying each plate down by the pillowed chairs that decorate the table. Im lifted off the shoulders im sat on, and sat down onto a squishy chair, the egg timer tings and all the yummy food is quickly taken out from the oven and set out in front of me!