Being The Alpha Female | completed

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When I woke up, I felt happy. I was in a good mood. Raphael was okay, Seth had shifted and I could go live with Caleb! Everything was just going swiftly. Perfect. I stretched and looked beside me, realising Caleb wasn't there in bed. I shrugged and walked out my bedroom and downstairs into the kitchen.

"Hey mum."

"Hey, Chlo."

"How's the baby doing?"

"The baby is good."

"Mm, that's good mum."

"I'm making waffles, you want some right?"

"Mm yes, definitely. Shall I go get Seth and dad?"

"They're out back with Caleb, leave them. Why don't you get Raphael. I checked on him but he was still sleeping."

"Alright, I'll just get changed out of my jammies too."

"Okay, you do that." I head upstairs and enter the guest room which Raphael was in.

"Raph? You awake?"

"Yeah, I'm hungry though."

"Alright, get up and dressed. My mum is making waffles."

"Waffles?! Yay!" He jumped out of bed and started flinging clothes out of his suitcase that we brought with us, which were filled with all his new clothes that we bought him.

"Head down to the kitchen when you're finished."

"Okay!" I head out the room to give him some privacy to change, and go into my room to change myself. I change into some denim shorts and a simple T-shirt. I head downstairs and into the kitchen where mum and Raphael were talking and he was watching her with interest as she made the waffles. "So there's a baby in your tummy?"

"Yeah, there sure is. Soon enough, the baby will be born and in my arms. You can hold him or her if you want, once they're born."

"Really?!"

"Of course." She ruffled his hair and I smiled at the sight. It was just too cute. "Here you go." She says, placing a plate in front of him. "Feel free to drown it in syrup."

"Yay!" And he did. He drowned it in so much syrup. "Mm, delicious!"

"I'm glad you like it." I sat down at the table and my mum looks at me. "Didn't hear you come in."

"Oh, well I guess I move like a cat then. Don't I?"

"Quite possibly, yes."

*

After eating, I head back upstairs and flop face first onto the bed. "Sweetheart?"

"Hm?"

"Are you okay?"

"Fmulas."

"What! I can't hear you properly." I sit up and sigh.

"I said fabulous."

"That's good, baby." He sits on the bed as I lie back down. I feel him run my back and I lift my head up.

"That feels nice."

"Maybe you'll return the favour?"

"What, rub your back?"

"Yeah, sure. Or rub something else?" He said in a deep, sexy voice. It turned me on, plus I was still in heat.. Heat doesn't seem so bad, not as bad as people make it out to be. Or maybe it is because I can control and handle it? I don't know.

I sit up and look directly at him. He was sitting on the edge of the bed. I got up and walked around so I was in front of him. "You're always horny, I swear."