A Different Kind (✔️)

Chapter 27

I take a long sip of my hot coffee. Oh how I love my coffee... and food... and Daniel. I smile to myself and take another sip.

"What are you smiling at?" A deep, husky voice asks behind me. This sudden voice causes me to jump, almost spilling coffee on myself. I bring my left hand up to my heart and laugh.

"Jesus! You almost gave me a heart attack!" I exclaim laughing at the end. "But good morning to you too." I say, taking my left hand and putting it on the back of his neck and pecking my lips on his. While do this kind act, Daniel steals my coffee causing me to pull away with my mouth hanging wide open. He takes a sip and smirks at me. I glare at him and walk off. I hear the mug clink against the marble counter and footsteps get closer to me. I run up the stairs at the speed of light away from Daniel. I hear him stumble up the stairs, causing me to laugh as I make it into our bathroom. I quickly lock the door and stand back as I hear Daniel run in the room. He bangs on the door causing it to shake. I laugh and he whimpers.

"It's not funny!" He wines. I see the light from under the door get covered up showing that he is leaning on the door. Bad choice Mr. Alpha! I move out of the way and open the door, causing his body to crash on the floor. His groan of pain echoes through the spacious bathroom. I giggle and kneel in front of his head, pecking his lips and jumping over his body and running out of the bedroom.

As I make it out of our bedroom, I hear him get up and begin chasing me. I sprint down the stairs and through the living room. I receive many confused looks from pack members who are sitting in the living room. I hide behind one of the men in the living room. I think is name is Jefferson.

I hear Daniel's heavy feet trample down the sodden steps. I peek out a tiny bit from behind Jefferson. I see Daniel standing in the middle of the living room and I quickly whip my head back when I see him look our way.

"Why is she?" He asks in a stern voice, with playfulness laced into it. I feel Jefferson's arm move. I look up to see him pointing at me. My jaw drops to the floor and my eyes widen. I feel my body being thrown over a shoulder like potatoes. Daniel walks away from the living room and all the guys try to contain their laughter. Hint on the word try.

"Traitors!" I yell at them as we start going up stairs. I see them start to calm down and wipe their tears away.

"Sorry Jenna!" Jefferson yells as we are about to walk down the hallway. It took a long time but I finally convinced the whole pack to call my by my name instead of Luna. And by convince... I mean threaten.

I feel my body get thrown onto a soft, semi-squishy object. It's like a marshmallow!

"Babe. It's called a bed." Daniel laughs as he crawls over me. I laugh and cup his cheek with my right hand. I bring his face down to mine and plant a soft kiss on his very light pink lips.

I look over at my duffel bag sitting on the chair. I have been thinking of a cute way to tell Daniel. I just can't think of anything. I might as well do it now. I bring his face down again and peck his lips. I get out from under him, causing him to whine and lay on the bed.

"Babe," I say as I begin to unzip my bag, "I have a good news. I mean, I think it's good news at least. I don't really know what you will think about it and I really hope you wi-" I am cut off from my rant with Daniels lips on mine. I pull away and smile at him as he does the same.

"Whatever it is, I'm sure I will love it." He says with a smile on his face. I smile and turn around to my bag. I take the test from my bag. Luckily, he can't see it yet since it's rolled up in a shirt. I turn around and hand it to him. His smile wavers for a second before looking at me curiously. Is he disappointed that there isn't more. Maybe I should have done it a different way. Maybe it should have been sooner. Or later. I am pulled out of my thoughts by my mate's beautiful voice.

"You got me a shirt?" He asks with suspicion laced in his voice. Curiosity and wonder swirl through his eyes.

"Un-roll it." I say simply. I play with my fingers. I'm so nervous. Why am I so nervous.

I watch as he un-rolls the shirt slowly. His eyes widen as he sees the test. It is upside down so he can't see the results. He looks up at me. I look at him with anticipation.

Daniel's POV ~

I look at Jenna with confusion as she hands me a shirt. My smile slightly wavers since I wasn't really expecting a shirt after her little rant.

"You got me a shirt?" I ask with suspicion. I don't really think she would just give me a shirt thinking I wouldn't like it. I mean, if that's it I don't know why she would make a big deal about it.

"Un-roll it." She tells me simply. I see her start to play with her fingers. She nervous. Whatever is inside the shirt must be important, I have to love it no matter what. I slowly un-roll the shirt to see a long, skinny white object with a pink cap. Is this? No, is it really? If it is, she is hiding the results. I look up at her to see me look at me with anticipation. I look back down at the object in the cloth. This one test could change our lives forever. I wrap my fingers around the object and turn it over. Two red lines. A smile breaks onto my face. I look up at her to see her face light up too. I drop the object and shirt and walk up to Jenna and pick her up, spinning her around in the room. I bring her down and smash my lips on hers.

We make out for a good 5 minutes before breaking apart. I smile at her in admiration. Jenna, my mate, best friend, girlfriend, love of my life... is pregnant with my baby.

"I- You- I love you so fucking much." I stutter, trying to find my words. I give up on words so I bring her into a hug. I kiss her forehead.

"I love you too." She whispers in my chest. We pull apart and are about to kiss as a brick breaks through our glass window. I jump, while pulling Jenna to my chest for protection, and slide on the ground with her away from the glass shards flying around the room. I stand up with Jenna and start to check her for wounds. I see none on her and sigh in relief. I look of concern flashes through her as she lifts her arm up and touches something on my cheek causing me to flinch in pain. I see blood on her finger.

"We will need to get that stitched up." She comments, checking me for other injuries. I laugh as she grabs my face in her hand, moving it around. She sighs and hugs me as she sees that I have no injuries. I pull out of the hug and walk over to the brick and grab it, taking the note from it. I already know who it is since this is like the second time he has used a brick to communicate. Like seriously, does he not have anything else? I look at the note. Jenna looks over my shoulder as we both read it.

Dear Jenna and Daniel,

Be ready, war wages tomorrow morning.

-Henry