♡Love Me Forever MY ALPHA♡#Wattys2014

Chapter 17... (November)

(Luca P.O.V)

I was well into my fourth month and of pregnancy... The vomiting bouts had some what subsided after the first trimester and it was a relief but my hormones were all over the place. That was the only thing I could say when I snapped at Stiles or Erica or burst into tears during a commercial about starving children. Erica was always there with a box of tissues and a cuddle which I gladly accepted but most of the time I wanted to rip theirs head off for fun. The days that passed were ticking on my pregnancy... The bump was more noticeable and round but small.. I had become a gourmet, I was always hungry and craving for strange food...

"So are you even gonna talk or not," Romario asked... 

I had been feeling bit unsettled.. Things were really like a roller coaster ride with some days being really good and some days rather devastating low so I thought of meeting Romario at a coffee shop to spend some time away from the pack, from Derek... 

With Derek, things were definitely getting better cos’ I could see the change that was good, we were talking more, we met often, he would manage his time and work to coming to my apartment at least thrice a week and spent time with me... 

But to what extent would things improve? How long a time was enough? I wanted to try my best..I wanted to make sure I put in enough time to try my best…before i would give up. But, I didn't not know why i was trying my best cos’ i am not entirely sure what outcome I wanted, what outcome i could accept and what outcome i could proudly announce to all and random...

“Considering my life choices and wondering why I chose this place,” I answered sitting down opposite him. “I don’t suppose you’d let me have a skinny latte?”

“No,” Romario replied with a small smile. “But you can have an orange juice.”

“Smoothie, red berries, and I hate you.”

“You don't,” Romario murmured leaving me alone as I stared down at the oak wood of the table; The twisting feeling in my stomach wasn’t fading but at least the wolves were around to smell my emotions...

I sighed deeply leaning back in my chair, making small circles in a clockwise direction as I gently glided my hand over my bump... It was scary enough for me that I was actually pregnant and carrying two werewolf cubs, but it was exciting to talk to the babies, to feel something was growing inside of me, completely dependent on me now and for the next 18 years, that I would have a family for myself and I would become a father or mother whatever I was...

I looked up when Romario returned with the drinks. I glared at the red mix of fruits in my glass and pouted seeing Romario with his coffee....

“You’re an asshole,” I murmured grabbing the straw and taking a sip. “Well kind of, this is actually really nice.”

“You’re just dishing out the compliments today.”

“You are not flattered, I take it back then, asshole,” I said with a roll of my eyes...

Romario hummed and took a sip of his coffee "So, you did you want to meet me"

I shrugged "Just like that, I was feeling jittery and wanted to be out."

He hummed and took another sip so as I...

"Let talk something good then, about the baby" He suggested...

I smiled and corrected "Babies, Rome"

His eyes widened as he looked down at my bump and back to me "Oh, my god! how many?"

"Twins"

"Congratulation, Luk, god I am just so happy" Romario said in all excitement and he was literally jumping in his seat...