Page 28 of A Beary Nice View
I wanted to get this entire chapter recorded today but I’m just feeling so awful that I know it’ll be better if I take a nap and try again after that. Hopefully I’ll be feeling better in like an hour or so.
I pull the blanket up to my neck and let Alaric’s scent wash over me. I bury my face against his pillow. One moment, I’m feeling like garbage and the next, I’m passed the fuck out.
A hand caresses my cheek, waking me up slowly. I blink a few times, finding Alaric kneeling beside the bed, looking at me with worry in his eyes. I try to determine how much time has passed but I have no idea. It’s not until I look over at the clock beside the bed that I realize I slept the entire day away.
“Jesus,” I whisper, my voice cracking. “What time is it?”
“Five-thirty,” Alaric says, moving his hand to my forehead, making sure I don’t have a fever.
“I wasn’t feeling well,” I say, trying to explain. “I kept feeling really nauseous so I decided to take a little nap.”
“I think you and I have different definitions of little,” he says, finally cracking a smile.
I giggle, slowly sitting up. My stomach still doesn’t feel right but I’m feeling a lot better than I did this morning.
Alaric presses his face against my throat, scenting me. He growls and my stomach swoops which honestly doesn’t really help the nausea. I push him away with a whine.
“I have an idea or two about why you’re not feeling well.”
“Is there a bug going around?”
Alaric stares at me. “You definitely caught something.”
“Fuck. I hate being sick. And you should stay away! I don’t want you getting sick too, babe.”
“It’s adorable how you’re worried about me while you’re the one not feeling well,” he says softly. Alaric pets my hair and I lean against his hand even harder. This feels so lovely. He always makes me feel so good, whether that’s physically or emotionally. He always seems to know exactly what I need.
I’ve never allowed another person to take care of me the way that Alaric does. There’s something about him that makes me feel safe enough to let go, to let him be in control. I love him so much.
I’ve been holding that back so long. I swear, I knew he was the one the moment he hit me with his truck.
“Alaric,” I say softly, staring up into his pretty eyes. “I love you.”
Alaric’s hands freeze. I worry for only a moment but then he’s leaning down and kissing me. I make a surprised noise but sink into the kiss almost immediately. His lips always feel so good against mine. More proof that we fit together.
When Alaric pulls back, there are tears in his eyes. He stares at me, grinning so wide it must hurt his cheeks.
“I love you, too. Hearing you say that you love me is everything I hoped it would be and more. If I never heard another word, I would die a happy man because I heard you say you love me.”
Tears spring to my eyes against my permission. I’m suddenlysooverwhelmed with emotions. They catch in my throat, choking me. Gods, what the hell is going on with me?
“Gods, you’re such a sap,” I say, playfully slapping Alaric’s broad chest. “Fuck, why am I crying? I’m not a cryer!”
“I have a theory about that too,” Alaric says softly.
“I would love to hear your theory.”
“There’s something that can make your hormones change, your emotions fluctuate, and cause you to feel sick to your stomach,” he explains, like he’s waiting for me to understand. “It can also change your scent.”
I stare at him for a long moment. When it hits me, I feel embarrassed I wasn’t the one to figure it out. Jesus Christ, how did I not notice this?
“I’m pregnant,” I finally say, testing out the words. As soon as it leaves my lips, I know it’s true. It’s no secret we’ve been fucking like newlyweds whenever we have a free moment. And we haven’t been careful about Alaric knotting or using any form of protection. It’s usually astronomically difficult to get pregnant outside of a heat and I haven’t had a heat in the time we’ve known each other so I assumed we would be fine!
I was very wrong.
“Yeah, I think you’re pregnant, Dell.” He holds my hand as he says it. “Are you okay?”
“I’m not sure? Why is my alpha the one figuring this out instead of me? I feel so silly, Alaric.”
