Page 170 of A Female Alpha for the Lycan Prince
“I was thinking the same. I remember that my mother once said that during baby showers and such, everything is about the babies. Which is perfectly fine and all, but sometimes the moms get forgotten on the way.”
I’m a little stunned by his insight. Since when is he so thoughtful and deep?
That’s all Cyrus’ influence,Danica states proudly.He is such a well-spoken lycan.
I don’t buy it. I’m starting to think that beneath Marius’ snotty attitude, there is actually quite a big heart, and Marius can almost sense how others feel.
Are you thinking he would make a good luna?Danica asks out of the blue.Or mate, or other ranked wolf?
I blink. Am I?I’m not sure. That’s definitely not what I was getting at, but I like that he considers Annie’s feelings.
She nods her approval.
“Do you have any ideas on what to get her?” I ask.
“How about a rocking chair?” he suggests. “She could use it to sleep in it with her babies in her arms, but also just relax and read a book.”
I grab his arm excitedly. “That’s a fantastic idea, Marius!”
His eyes light up at my praise. “You think so!?”
“Yes.” My heart is beating faster, both at the prospect of Annie getting such a fantastic present, and at the way he’s looking at me. It seems like my approval just really made his day. “If you get the chair, I can buy some accessories for it, like a soft blanket, pillows, and a pair of nice comfy pajamas. Maybe even a special reading lamp.”
“Oh!” He beams. “You could get her one of those lights that illuminate the ceiling with beautiful pictures. But nothing too baby-like, it should be for her.”
“Absolutely, how about a night sky with stars?” I suggest. I’m so engrossed in this idea that I haven’t noticed how much I’ve let my guard down. “I love buying presents.”
“Me too,” Marius says with emphasis. He grabs my hand to pull me along, looking equally excited. “I know the perfect shop for furniture.” He halts in his tracks. “I’ve just had another idea.”
“Lay it on me,” I say, waiting expectantly.
“We could make her an emergency box, you know… for times when her alpha twins and her alpha mate get on her nerves. We could bring Ella and Dave in on it, I think they’d be perfect at this.”
I laugh slightly. “Like, with a bottle of liquor and chocolate and stuff like that?”
“Knowing your friend Dave, I bet he will add a vibrator to it.”
We both laugh and continue planning our surprise. We call Ella to tell her our idea, and she is immediately on board. She promises to get straight onto Dave to brainstorm and buy some of the items. I hang up as Marius retakes my hand and pulls me toward his favorite furniture shop. Sparks emanate from his touch, and my whole body feels warm and relaxed. I am so engulfed in happiness that I haven’t even realized we are holding hands, and that it should be more awkward than this.
After buying everything we wanted for Annie, we proceed to shop for the twins. This time, it’s me who is taking the lead. I lead Marius to one of the shops I know to have beautiful baby stuff. It has three stories filled with clothes and toys for babies and toddlers. Marius and I roam the whole shop, but we’re struggling to decide on the clothes.
“I hate the whole color theme for babies,” Marius states with a frown. “I mean, it’s all pink for girls and blue for boys, and it’s all the same shade of pastel on top of that. At least make it various shades of pink or blue,” he clarifies. “If I ever have children, they will be allowed to dress in whatever colors they want and play with whatever toys they like.”
“Me too. I mean, I am a girl, and I hate pink. When I was a child, my parents bought pastel pink stuff for me, but soon realized I preferred other stuff. Fortunately, they complied. I mean, when did colors become either manly, or not manly enough.”
Marius nods. “It’s so stupid. Take Eric, for example… I know we have a bit of a strained relationship, but even during our worst times, I always liked that he dressed in whatever clothes he likes. His favorite color is purple.”
I nod, remembering how Eric had dressed for his own party. He really doesn’t care at all about what others might think. “Besides, there are so many other colors for kids. What about orange?”
“Exactly,” he smiles at me. Apparently, this topic is really important to him. “Or yellow! Like if I had a daughter, why can’t she be my little sunshine? She doesn’t need to be a pink princess, unless she wants to, of course.”
“Or if my boy would like to play with a doll… who cares?”
“Right, it’s just a freaking toy!” he agrees.
I nod. “Exactly.”
Wow,Danica chimes in.Never thought two people could get so passionate about colors and toys.She snorts.Seems like the Moon Goddess didn’t make a mistake after all.
