Her Rogue

51. News

December 19th, 2027, 11 pm:

Should I tell Malcolm now? 

Maybe later. 

I wanted to make it special. 

It was going to be Christmas, which is more perfect to tell your mate about your pregnancy in the Holidays?

Goddess, how are we going to contain our mouths and not tell him until the 25th?

I do not know, but we have to make it perfect for him. I want him to have the best gift ever.

He is going to be so surprised! I can't wait to see his face when we tell him!

Me neither!

The door of our room opens and I smell the wonderful smell of my mate, and before I can stop myself I jump to him and kiss him deeply. 

He doesn't even take a moment to act surprise and kisses me back with as much fervor.

"I missed you," I say while separating our mouths for a few seconds.

He frowns, looking happy.

"You did? But I have been gone for only 30 minutes. I was doing what you asked like a good mate," He says while bringing my legs to his waist, putting me a little more on his level. His eyes showing how he was really feeling.

"I know! And you took so long!" I say, biting his lower lip, making him groan with anticipation by what was coming. 

"I told you you couldn't live without me for long," He teases, his silver eyes shining with mirth.

"Oh, shut up and kiss me, Malcolm," I command making him chuckle against my neck. A shiver ran through my spine by the feeling.

"Yes, ma'am," He responds, nipping on my mark, making me moan.

I love this man.

December 20th, at 8 am:

I have never felt so light in my life. I had the biggest secret one could have and I was doing everything in my power to shut my mouth.

Even now that we were the whole family making breakfast at my brother's house.

Lilith and the kids were leaving for France later today. Lilith wanted the kids to see their maternal grandparents at Christmas.

Her French pack made a special gathering during the Holidays and wanted to share that with her kids. And I think, Lilith also wanted to see her family before the big attack. So we all gathered today to say goodbye to the three of them. We were making the biggest brunch for the farewell.

Aliénor was running around the small kitchen, loving how many people were in her house and showing everybody her new pairs of socks Grandma Olympe have her just this morning.

And Aliénor being Aliénor, she purposefully mismatched the bright colored galaxy cat prints to have a different design in each foot.

While James was playing with his new plushy toy. I had no idea what the plushy was supposed to represent, but by the question I have asked James, he had no idea either.

He just really liked the hybrid-looking plushy with its fins and wolf face with duck feet.

"Aunty Angie, look," I look down to see the little spoiled princess, showing me her socks on her feet once again.

I grin, rolling my eyes to how adorable Aliénor could be sometimes. "Those are some really nice socks, Ali. And what is that? You have socks in your hands now! What a great invention, Captain Aliénor," I tell her making her beam.