Filed to story: Sorry Alpha I Am Wolfless Novel
The furniture had been set up. I could tell that Joaquin had gone and got new things today. He wanted something that fit his vision. The items from our baby shower were to be donated to different people in need among the pack.
The cribs, both of them, were a rich mahogany and were beautifully designed. The dressers and the changing tables matched the cribs perfectly. There were also two beautiful and elegant looking sleigh rocking chairs with matching ottomans.
There were crib sheets on the mattresses in the cribs. Blankets had been draped over the sides of the cribs. Giant stuffed animals decorated the corners of the room. Video baby monitors were already in place at the top of the cribs. Elegant mobiles were in place, dangling their charms for babies to see.
Everything was done and it was all perfect. The sight of it brought tears to my eyes. I just looked around the room and felt the happiness and joy wash over me.
“Joaquin, it’s perfect.” I sobbed, unable to hold the tears in any more.
“Don’t cry, Little Bunny.” He nearly panicked.
“They’re happy tears, Joaquin. All happy tears.”
Joaquin went on from there to show me all the clothes I had bought for the baby and all the ones that Lila and Mom had chosen for us among the baby shower gifts. All of them had been washed, delicately folded, and placed inside the dressers. Inside the closets, one each on either side of the cribs, were the outfits that were not fit to be folded. They had been hung on tiny little hangers and put away. There were boxes upon boxes of diapers and wipes that were in there just waiting for us.
“There is one more thing.” Joaquin told me as he turned off the light. It was already dark outside the house so as soon as the light went off the inside of the room was darkened as well. Or at least it should have darkened. Instead of going completely black inside the room there were glowing lines on the wall and designs on the ceiling.
The mural that Joaquin had painted was outlined in glow in the dark paint. The trees looked to be shining in light of the moon which was painted there behind them. The moon was only visible when the room was completely dark. And on the ceiling, also only visible in the dark, was a complete map of the constellations painted perfectly. They looked wonderful.
All the beauty brought tears to my eyes again. Joaquin had truly outdone himself on this. It was just amazing.
Joaquin sat me down in one of the rocking chairs and knelt before me. I looked him in the eyes as he held my hands firmly in his.
“Riviana, you were right. We needed to overcome the fear that this episode has caused us. We need to show it that we are stronger than it is. We needed to prove that to ourselves more than anything. I am sorry that I didn’t trust you on it. I am sorry that I was worrying too much.”
“Does that mean-.” I started but he cut me off before I was anywhere near done.
“That does not mean that I am done worrying about you.” He looked at me sternly. “I love you too much to ever stop. Even if this was a completely normal pregnancy with no issues I would worry about you. I will worry about you and our babies for the rest of my life because that is my job. However, I will try to not be so overbearing. I will go back to work tomorrow and let our moms watch over you with Gabriel’s or Vincent’s assistance. I trust them with you as I rightfully should.”
“Thank you Joaquin. I am glad that we are getting back to a semblance of normal, even if things are still going to be different.”
“We need to work on this together. It is the only way for us to make it through this time.”
I was glad that things had gotten better for us. And I was grateful for Gabriel’s help in pushing us along this path. He was definitely someone that I was glad was here at my side, assisting us.
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Riviana
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After that Joaquin agreed that he didn’t have to be such a hovering worrywart so he had decided to go back to work the next day. He was still a worrywart though so he was working from home. He wouldn’t leave me for very long periods of time, and he would make sure to have every meal with me. How did I get to be so damn lucky. I had the best husband in the world.
Yeah, sometimes his special brand of love and care got to be a little over the top and annoying, but I still loved every minute of it. Like right now, I had been on bed rest for the last four weeks, and I had been really good about staying off my feet like I was supposed to. My feet didn’t hurt or anything, but for some reason my legs did. So what was my amazing and wonderful husband doing about it? He was massaging my legs and feet while I just laid on the bed and groaned so obscenely that it probably sounded like we were filming a porno in our bedroom.
“Oh Goddess!” I groaned and cried out repeatedly. “NGH! Yes, right there. AH! AH! That’s the spot. Mmm!”
“Riviana?!” Joaquin just laughed and rolled his eyes at my over the top reaction to his magic fingers.
“Oh Goddess, Joaquin, you have no idea how amazing that feels!”
“I think I can imagine it with the way you’re behaving, but alas I fear I will never know.” He laughed again.
“I swear, when you’re pregnant I will massage your feet.” That made Joaquin laugh so hard that he let go of my feet and collapsed onto the bed, his hands braced on either side of me.
“I hope like fucking hell that never happens. Do you understand me? That had better be fucking impossible, you little witch.”
“I don’t make the rules of the universe. I mean, I don’t plan on getting you pregnant so I don’t truly plan on ever rubbing your feet like that, but if it were to somehow happen, then you know, I would be a supportive wife and be there for you however I could.” I barely made it through my little speech with how much I was laughing at him. I’m sure he just didn’t want to wind up like Shawn and Dietrich, but I didn’t think that was ever going to happen to him.
“Now you have me super scared.” He was glaring at me playfully. “What are you going to do about that?”
“I can snuggle you until you fall asleep. Or sing you a song. I need to get into the habit of taking care of a babies anyway.” He pouted at my joke.
“So, I’m a baby now, am I?” He loomed over me, massive as he was he still seemed like a playful kid or a teenager sometimes.
“It all depends on your mood. Today you’re very playful, tomorrow you might be grumpy like an old man. Who can ever tell how old you’ll be on any given day?” I just shrugged my shoulders as I tried to shimmy my body out from under him. I gave that up quickly and let my frustration be known. “Haahhh.” My sigh was longer and louder than I had intended it to be.
“What’s wrong Little Bunny?” Joaquin asked me as he moved to sit on the edge of the bed.
“I can’t even scoot across the bed anymore. Don’t get me wrong, I am excited to be pregnant, and I can’t wait to be a mother, but it is getting to be so uncomfortable.” As I was telling him this I tried and failed to move into a sitting position. Joaquin laughed at that and took me by the left hand while also grasping my right elbow. Using his double grip on me he pulled me up slowly until I was able to sit comfortably next to him on the edge of the bed.
“It won’t be much longer.” Joaquin was trying to sooth me as he rubbed my back softly. He was right of course, it was already halfway through November. There were only about thirty-one days left until my actual due date, and Griffin said I would probably not make it to my due date at all.
I was just contemplating all of that when I felt the babies shift and stretch in my overly stretched stomach. It was amazing that the two of them were even able to fit in there. I felt like if they got any bigger at all my stomach would start to tear away from my body.