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-"

index finger on her lips and shakes her head at him. "It's

sure? I

eyes widen at her sudden move but who is he to complain if

he groans in pleasure as Leila's tongue plunge into a mouth, engaging in a dance of passion with

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

face if it was before, seeing him waste no time

husband, her title, her pack, she will fight for all

knows some may still oppose her because of the prophecy but they cannot force Tatum

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

to get the real mate mark from her wolf but to do that...how would she even find her real mate when

groans out some words but she barely hears him, the confusion in her mind and the pleasure coursing through her body both drowning out

this it? Is she really going to sacrifice ever

and prosperity of the pack, he chose her above it all. She may not be the phoenix Luna, she may not have her wolf but

In the rack

long as they choose each other, they are

the kiss, smirking at her. "Keep kissing me like

it. Being in his arms, feeling his hands all over her body, the passion in his voice, the desire in his

past when they made out, his touch drives