Page 86 of The Librarian and Her Alphas

The house feels unusually quiet.

By this time, the aroma of breakfast cooking would typically waft through the open bedroom door, and the sounds of the morning news would be coming from the TV in the living room. It’s too still, and I sit up in a panic, worried that something is wrong.

“Where are Max and Gunnar?” I ask, alarm rising in my chest.

“They’ve gone out for the morning. They’re looking into Zorin. We need to find him before he finds you.”

My heart races with fear at the mention of his name. I’ve been trying not to dwell on him and his mysterious disappearance. Part of me feels that he isn’t truly gone from my life.

“What if he comes back?” I ask, fearfully looking at Damon with wide eyes.

He shakes his head. “I dare him to. And if he does, I won’t hesitate to tear him limb from limb. I’m not joking about that, baby.”

“Don’t worry, I don’t have feelings for him at all,” I say, relaxing against him as he slides a hand across my stomach. My belly is gently rounded, just beginning to show my pregnancy. I haven’t gone for a scan or a check-up since Doctor Roman told me I was expecting.

Life has just been too hectic.

Damon rubs my belly gently, his gaze tender as he looks at me.

“Our baby is growing so fast,” he murmurs. “Do you want me to take you to the doctor today for an ultrasound and check-up? You’ve been under so much stress lately- I just want to make sure everything is okay.”

My heart softens at the concern on his face.

“That would be wonderful,” I say, leaning up to kiss him gently on the lips. “I just need to get ready, and then we can go.”

As I stand at the bathroom sink, brushing my teeth, I can’t help but smile at the thought of the alphas in my life stepping up to protect our baby and making sure that I’m okay. It’s a comforting realization, and my heart swells with gratitude as I reflect on how different this feels compared to my old pack.

Zorin, Aleks, and Raul would never have shown me such care or concern.

They were far too wrapped up in controlling me to spare me a second thought. I shudder at the thought of what might have happened if I’d had a baby with them instead, but I push it away. That was in the past, and I’ve moved on.

Even though Damon and his pack haven’t marked me yet, I know it will happen soon. I can feel it in my heart and soul.

I rinse my mouth and wash my face. Once I’m done, I stare at myself in the bathroom mirror for a moment. The omega staring back at me is a stranger in all the best ways—my eyes are brighter, my skin is clearer, and there’s a happiness about me that I haven’t seen in a long time. I smile, thinking about my alphas and the glow they bring me.

I don’t feel so alone anymore.

Lost in my thoughts, a shadow at the bathroom door catches my attention, and I feel Damon’s presence behind me.

“I love you,” he says, hugging me from behind, his warm breath brushing against my ear. He envelops me in his arms, his scent surrounding me.

My body awakens as he kisses my neck.

“Oh, Damon,” I moan as he sucks and licks my skin. Watching our reflection in the mirror is turning me on. I can see his eyes dark with passion as he worships my body, kissing along my shoulders and arms.

“I love it when you say my name, sweetheart,” he says, pushing my legs apart with his bare foot. He reaches between my legs from behind. “I want you to watch in the mirror as I please you, my love.”

My belly flutters with arousal and it feels so freaking good. My heart races at his words, and a rush of slick drenches my underwear.

“But we need to go to the doctor’s,” I protest, breathing hard, even though I’ve missed this.

The alphas haven’t been demanding intimacy since I’ve been afflicted with morning sickness. But I’ve been doing well this week, and Damon has patiently waited.

In the mirror, I can see his pointer finger rubbing around my pussy in long, slow strokes. My face reddens.

“The doctor can wait,” Damon growls, his fingers sliding beneath my panties. “I need you now.”

I gasp as his fingers find my wet folds. In the mirror, I watch as his eyes darken with desire, his gaze locked on my reflection as he begins to stroke me.

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