Alpha & Luna

Chapter 32

It takes me 3 days to decide to finally speak to Sebastian.

During those days, I thought about everything and anything. Sebastian. Victor. My Dad. But most of all, my baby. And it was through these thoughts that I finally decided to talk with my mate. If for no other reason than the fact that my child deserves a father and I'm not going to deprive her of that. I know that Sebastian can't be the mate of my heart but he can be a good father to my child. Maybe even a great one. 

So with a heavy sigh, I slowly push open the bedroom door into an empty hallway. It's 3 in the afternoon on a Monday and the house is quiet. Eerily so. But I know Sebastian is here. According to Pauline, Sebastian hasn't strayed far from my side since the incident. So where is he now?

I walk silently through the hallway, peering into rooms along the way and still no sign of Sebastian. It's as I walk to the last room that I spot him through the slightly ajar door. 

Sebastian stands, with his back to me, as he buttons up his shirt by the dresser. I can see his face from the mirror and I study the emotions on it. There's sadness painted across every feature. And weariness. Such bone deep emotional exhaustion. His normally beautiful face is shuttered and he buttons his blouse mechanically. He looks as bad as I feel and something in me breaks for the lost man standing before me. So lost in his world that he doesn't look like he'll ever find his way out of his despair.

"Sebastian." I whisper as I push the door open. I can't look at the pain on his face any more. It mirrors my own too well.

"Leslie." He says as he turns in surprise to see me at the threshold. His eyes register the first hint of life and a part of me is relieved that I can see my mate in that stare. Sebastian doesn't move and just gazes at me with his shirt gaping open. Silently, drinking me in. He's probably afraid that he'll spook me and I'll run.

I clutch my robe tighter around my body under his scrutiny. "I want to talk." I manage to say around the butterflies in my stomach. I have no way of knowing how this will go down. If my anger and hatred will resurface on a whim and I'll end up screaming at him. Or I'll be calm and collected and we somehow come to an agreement regarding the baby.

"Yeah. Yeah, we'll talk." Sebastian replies quickly with a soft look in his eyes and moves to sit by the windows on the day bed. I perch myself on the bed instead to put distance between us. His body so close to mine scrambles my thoughts and I can't have that now.

"We-We're going to have a baby. And I'm assuming you won't let me or the baby leave." I say nervously.

Sebastian's jaw clenches and  his gaze hardens. "Never." He says with finality and his hands form into fists but I'm not scared he'll hurt me. 

"So we have to come to an agreement about the baby. I'm not leaving her and you're-"

"Her? It's a girl? How do you know?" Sebastian interrupts me with his eager questions. He looks like an excited father and it warms my heart. To a degree.

"I don't. But she feels like a girl." I reply and unconsciously place my hand over my stomach. I clear my throat before continuing on.

"I'm not leaving my child and you won't let me take her so we're going to co-parent. With regards to the pregnancy, you don't have to follow me to doctors appointments or baby shopping. You're not obligated to-"

"My mate is having my child. I think I'm pretty obligated to be there for her." Sebastian says with a glare directed at me.

"I know you're busy with pack duties and it's not that important."

"It's important to me. I'll fucking be there, Leslie." Sebastian says as he stares into my eyes. I gaze at him for a moment before mentally shaking myself to the present. If he wants to be there for the numerous doctors appointments, then so be it.