Their Secret Obsession by Pippa Moon

Chapter 0291

Lottie's POV

Stretching out on Knox's bed, I felt an overwhelming sense of peace wash over me. The soft rise and fall of his chest against my back was a comforting rhythm that I had missed more than I realised. His strong arms were draped protectively around me, his hands resting gently on my growing belly. I smiled softly, cherishing the warmth of his embrace. The room was filled with the faint scent of pine and something uniquely Knox-a scent that made me feel at home, minus the grime and filth.

I didn't want to move. Every part of me wanted to freeze this moment in time, to linger in the safety and love that cocooned us. It wasn't just about the hours of intimacy we had shared; it was about being with him, feeling needed, wanted, and cherished. My body seemed to hum with contentment, every nerve ending alive yet utterly relaxed. I closed my eyes, savouring the sensation, wishing the night would never end.

But my baby-bladder had other ideas. A familiar pressure nudged me, insisting that I get up. I sighed quietly, careful not to disturb Knox. Gently lifting his arm, I slipped out of bed, the cool air caressing my skin as I tiptoed toward the bathroom. I glanced back to see him stir slightly, but he settled back into sleep, a soft murmur escaping his lips.

In the bathroom, I quickly relieved myself, feeling an odd sense of companionship as I did. "Hello, my little ones," I whispered, placing a hand on my belly. It was incredible now that I was back with Knox, I could sense them more vividly than ever before. Their tiny presence was like warm flickers inside me, content and happy.

"Did you enjoy spending time with Daddy?" I cooed softly. "I think you did. I know I did." A flutter responded, and I giggled. Sage, my wolf, stirred within me.

"They can hear you," she whispered gently. "They love listening to you talk about their fathers."

"I've missed this," I admitted to her. "I've missed feeling them so clearly." A swell of emotion filled me.

"They've missed you too," Sage replied. "We all have." I smiled softly, placing both hands on my belly.

mused aloud. "Will you, my little girl, have your daddy's piercing blue eyes? Or

my sweet boy," I continued, "I bet you'll have your father's strong jaw and that mischievous grin that melts my heart every time." A flutter stirred beneath my palm, and I felt a gentle kick. "Oh, you like that, don't you?" I giggled. "I can already tell you're

wait to watch you both grow up," I whispered, emotion thickening my voice. "You'll be so loved. We'll have picnics in the

sadness washed over me, dampening my smile. What if they didn't get to grow up here, surrounded by family? The looming threat of the Moon Goddess and the unsettled mess we were in cast a dark shadow over my hopes. If we couldn't sort this out,

if it means we have to leave. But I hope... I hope it doesn't come to that." Tears pricked at the

the softest of

you feel that?" I

trying to console you," Sage murmured. "They don't

a deep breath, wiping away a stray tear. "That's the spirit," Sage encouraged.I sat there a moment longer,

"We'll be together, and you'll know just how much you're loved." "Come on, Lottie," I chided softly. "No more gloom and doom. We

sat there longer than necessary, just enjoying the quiet conversation with my pups and Sage. It felt right-like a piece of me had been missing and was finally back in place. My legs began to tingle, a reminder

as I stepped back into the bedroom, the state of the room caught my eyes Clothes were strewn everywhere, food, beer cans, and untold chaos

chuckle so as not to wake Knox. The thought of tidying up appealed to me-maybe it was the

in. Plus, if

cleaned

me in the shower afterwards. A flutter of excitement stirred