Chapter 92

Ella

The ultrasound appointment card was sitting on the breakfast table when Alexander walked into the kitchen three weeks later, I’d set it down for two seconds while I grabbed my coffee, and he had spotted it immediately.

“What’s this?” He picked up the small white card and inspected it.

“My first ultrasound. It’s today.” I reached for the card, but he held it just out of my reach. “Can I have that back?”

“Were you planning to go alone?”

1 shrugged. “It’s just a routine checkup. Nothing exciting. We won’t know the gender for another couple of months.”

Alexander’s eyebrows shot up. “Ella, this is our baby’s first ultrasound. Of course I’m coming with you.”

“You don’t have to-”

“I want to.” He set the card back down on the table and fixed me with that familiar look of his that said the discussion was over. “I’ll clear my schedule.

Despite myself, my chest warmed pleasantly at his insistence. I’d gotten so used to doing things on my own over the years, especially anything relatert my health, that I hadn’t even considered he might want to be there.

“Okay,” I said quietly. “If you’re sure.”

“I’m sure.” Green eyes flickered with something that I could have mistaken for the very same tenderness he showed me at the banquet three weeks as “Get dressed. We’ll head out soon.”

I nodded, and once I finished my coffee and gobbled up a couple slices of toast with jam, I hurried upstairs to change. I threw on a comfortable sundress -summer had brought with it a hot and humid spell that was not doing any favors for my early pregnancy discomfort–and some sandals, then pulled my hair up into a simple bun and headed out.

Alexander was waiting by the car when I found him. He opened my door for me like a perfect gentleman, and I tried to ignore the discomfort I felt when I saw Gabriel sitting in the driver’s seat.

The Beta didn’t look at me, which I wasn’t complaining about. I didn’t want to look at him either after what he’d done.

Throughout the entire drive, Alexander’s leg was bouncing in the seat beside me.

“You seem more anxious than I am,” I pointed out with a smirk as we pulled into the parking lot of the clinic a little while later.

“I’m not anxious.”

“Right. And I’m the Alpha King.”

He shot me a look, but I caught the hint of a smile tugging at his lips. It had been more common lately, that damn smile. He thought I didn’t notice, but ! did.

necessarily, I knew he was just happy about the

many times had Alexander smiled throughout our marriage? I wasn’t even sure if I could count them on one hand. Not until now, when they

cold gel on my slightly swollen belly and moved the ultrasound wand

pointing to a tiny blob that looked more like a bean than

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eyes blurred with tears as I looked at the screen. That little blob was our child. Mine

the heartbeat?”

to see.” Dr. Evelyn made some notes on her clipboard. “The pregnancy is progrensing

“And my condition…?”

“It’s remarkable, actually. Your wolf seems stronger than ever despite her dormancy. In fact, I dare say you’re on track to have the healthiest

It was a scar now, a raised patch of flesh in the shape of a crescent. Perhaps it wasn’t evidence of Alexander’s true love, but it was evidence that he’d cared enough

was something,

and matching grins on our faces. I kept looking down at the pictures, trying to make sense of the tiny form

as we

the Beta parked outside of the biggest baby supply store in the teritor

what are we

and when he opened my door, he was

it a little early for that? I’m barely three months

prepared. I’m just being practical.” Right. Practical. As if I couldn’t see the excitement in his green eyes. “Besides, the good

takes time to order.”

Everything was displayed in little mock nurseries that made my

Alexander! Luna Ella!” A cheerful woman in her fifties approached us with a

the massive

looking for the essentials for now. Crib, changing table, that sort

When are

“January,” I said.

her toward the furniture section. “Let me

cribs and dressers and rocking chairs. Alexander was surprisingly opinionated about everything, rejecting

minutes examining the safety features on one

decisively, running his hand along the smooth wood of a beautiful cherry crib. “What do you

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