Pregnant I left him To His First Love by Collins Patrick

Chapter 72

Chapter 72

Leits hears Tatum as he enters the house, his minty scent enveloping her nostrils, standing out from the smell of food brings comfort to her.

She has already finished cooking and has set the dining table but she is still in the kitchen, waiting for her strawberry cake to be ready for dessert "There must be a feast going on here, Theo says, stepping in behind Tatum, seeing the array of dishes laid out on the dining table.

Carmela comes down the stairs, wearing a skimpy red leather gown and red hot lipstick.

"Welcome Alpha," She hugs Tatum, just as Leila steps out of the kitchen to greet Tatum.

Tatum locks eyes with Leila and he sees how she looks away sullenly, vanishing back into the kitchen.

He pulls Carmela away from him, not saying a word and starts walking over to the kitchen.

He knows he has to set boundaries at this point but he can also not brush Carmela off completely. It was his selfish decision to choose Leila over the prophecy but Carmela doesn't have to suffer for it. However, he must put Leila first. She is carrying his child. She can not be upset for any reason, especially not because of him.

"Leila, I-"

her head at him.

you sure? I don't want

lips passionately. Tatum's eyes widen at her sudden move but who is he

ass and lifting her off the ground, her legs circling his waist and he groans in pleasure as Leila's tongue

and that gladdens her heart. He came after her and is even trying to

in Carmela's arms even to her face if it was before, seeing him waste no time to follow her into the kitchen made her feel

title, her pack, she

prophecy but they cannot force Tatum to divorce her, it is unheard

only thing that is being sacrificed, she still yearns for her wolf, the

wolf but to do that...how would she even find her real

but she barely hears him, the confusion in her mind and the pleasure coursing through her body both drowning out the sound of his

sacrifice ever

the enduring future progress and prosperity of the pack, he chose her above it all. She may not be the phoenix Luna, she may

In the rack

choose each other, they are going to

kiss, smirking at her. "Keep kissing me like this sweet pes and I

Being in his arms, feeling his hands all over

than what they had in the past when they made out, his touch drives her