Chapter 26 - Clint Day

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Ellie POV

"WAKE UP!"

I smacked the pillow on his face.

Clint shot up.

"What the hell?!" He yelled.

"It's bestie day." I fluttered my eyelashes.

He groaned, falling back on his back.

"Hey, you promised, and it's been forever!" I whined.

"I know, I know," he mumbled, sitting back up.

I sat there innocently smiling at him.

He stared at my stomach, smiling a little.

"Hearing the heartbeat like Ramond does?"

He looked at me and nodded.

"Kinda relaxing."

"Can't believe I have a living thing in my stomach."

"Neither can I," he mumbled, getting up.

I sat down cross-legged, waiting.

He stood there with an eyebtow raised, staring at me. "I need to change."

"Not like I've seen it before."

He playfully rolled, his eyes removing his boxers and having his back to me.

"Nice butt." I smirked as Clint shot me a glare.

He put on fresh boxers, then a pair of jeans and a top. Clint sat back down on the bed, putting on a pair of his socks, then shoes.

"Let's go." he yawned.

"Yay!" I ran past him like a little kid all the way to the main door.

"Ellie!" It was Ramond.

"What?" I whined, turning around.

"Be good."

"Uhuh."

"Stay by Clint at all times."

"I'm not a child!"

"But you're carrying my child, so I need to know you're safe!"

"I will!"

"And don't annoy him too much."

"I will,"

He chuckled at that, giving me a kiss. I pulled away. "Love you." I kissed the tip of his nose and ran.

"Ellie! Stop running, " Clint groaned.

"C'mon, I got an appointment."

"For what?"

"To dye my hair."

"Really?"

"Yes, c'mon!" I grabbed his hand, pulling him with me.

Upon entering the local pack area, many people respectfully bowed in our direction.

Clint immediately began expressing his displeasure like a young child upon noticing the hairdressers.

Deal with it.

Ramond POV

"Where's Beta Clint?" Father asked.

"With Luna Ellie, besides, this was to be spoken without my pregnant mate around."

"She's pregnant, not stupid." Elliot just had to imply.

My hands bawled into a fist as I glare at him.

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