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Isabella’s POV
TWO MONTHS LATER
“What do you think about this one?” I called out, raising a little onesie so Chloe could see it from where she stood at the other side of the shelf.
She wrinkled her nose, “Isn’t that too big?”
I checked the collar once again, “It says 0-3 months. It’s for newborns, Chlo.”
She frowned, looking down at her belly, “I’m getting a feeling my newborn would be really small. Look at the concerning size of my belly.”
I sighed, “Relax Chlo. You’re just two months gone.”
“Two months and a couple of weeks! Almost three months. And once it gets to three months, I’ll have just two months left! My neighbour was much bigger at two months.”
“Again, relax Chlo.” I said simply, a smile tugging at the corners of my lips.
She just shrugged, “I still insist on getting the smallest sizes.” She eyed me, “At least you are no longer going on and on about how early it is to begin shopping. It is not too early. It is never too early. A woman should shop for the first four months of her pregnancy and rest on the last one.
I rolled my eyes, “I’m not about to argue with you about this again.”
“Well me neither.” She pouted and I chuckled. Her mood swings since
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she got pregnant always amazed me…and amused me as well. Well if I was to be honest, they hardly amazed me anymore since I’ve had enough time to get used to them. Now they were mostly really funny, except that laughing would be a very awful decision.
Chloe was about to pick up a unisex woolen sweater when I pouted and pointed at the cute blue one instead. Chloe has been having her feelings and I’ve been having mine. I was having a really strong feeling that this baby was going to be a boy and there was no changing my mind about it. I don’t know why I felt so strongly about a child I wasn’t even the one carrying but I felt sure somehow. Chloe was indifferent about the gender. Her and Ryder wanted the gender to be a surprise when she finally gave birth so although she indulged me and bought a few boy clothes, most of the things she bought were unisex.
At one point I had caught Chloe just standing, spaced out like she has been doing a lot lately. I went to her and grabbed her hand, stroking the back of it softly and she slowly came back to earth. She was getting really anxious lately and I understood her fears even though I tried to tell her that it was not necessary and assure her over and over that she was going to be a good mom. Chloe is the most caring friend and mate and I did not doubt her abilities to be a good mother. It was something I made sure to tell her everyday. When she insisted I pick out some baby stuff too, I gave her a look and she just shrugged saying, ‘you’ll never know‘.
When I brought out Alexander’s card to pay, Chloe chuckled, “Ryder would not like this.”
“I can imagine.” I said with a guilty look, “But just take it as my gift to my little godchild. Alexander doesn’t mind at all, really.” I said with a pout and she just chuckled agai.
“Thank you, best friend.”
We went to Chloe’s house soon after our shopping day, the aroma off freshly cooked food wafting into our nostrils. I hummed at the delightful
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scent while Chloe gagged. I frowned, “This was your favorite thing just two days ago.” I said. I’ve been taking note of her cravings and no doubt, Ryder was too.
“I just realized it’s not anymore.” She sighed and I raised my brow, an incredulous look crossing my face.
“I don’t think I want to be pregnant if it’s gonna make me confused over food like this and then actually prevent me from eating.” I sighed and we both laughed.
“Oh please.” Chloe said just as Ryder came to receive us, carrying our shopping bags, but not before pecking Chloe on her cheek while she blushed adorably.
I love love. I thought with a smile as I thought about my own mate. He was the sweetest. Among the many sweet things he has done for me, he was there during the critical points of my grief and although I was far from completely healed, I wouldn’t have gotten to this point of acceptance without his help and without him, I would definitely have been drowning in depression by now. He was in fact so sweet that he didn’t want murder on my hands even after I had told him that I wanted to kill my parents‘ murderer with my own hands.
When I asked him about it, he told me that he has taken care of it and he didn’t want me to think about the murder anymore. I knew that each day I asked about it was just making him worry more and more about me even though he said nothing about it. And besides, if he said that he has taken care of it, I decided I should trust him. So one day, I went myself to see my parents for the last time. I talked to them and told them everything I needed to say, everything that had been clogging my throat for the past weeks and making it impossible to breathe properly. I cried buckets and even wailed and then I went to Alexander and told him that we could now have the funeral.
I cried a lot when they were lowered into the ground, side by side and
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even more when the six feet hole was completely covered. I still cry from time to time when the memories hit but it was better than the numbing pain I initially felt. While I know that I would always miss my parents and never forget them, I know that I have come a long way from the dark place I was and I knew that it would still get better. I was practicing being thankful for as many things as I could each day these days. I had amazing people around me, that was something I was thankful about everyday.
I stayed with Chloe a while, mostly in the baby’s nursery where she liked to hangout lately. It had the prettiest decor and I was obsessed. We spent some time arranging the new stuff into drawers and shelves and hanged a few stuff on the wall. When we were done with that we went to hangout with Ryder in the living room and somehow he managed to get us to play some Xbox games with him. I may have pouted at the beginning but it was hella fun toward the end and I made a metal note to play with Alexander some time. I could already imagine how excited he would be. The imagination was so vivid that I physically smiled at the thought. It was a bit late when I decided to go back home and I bid my best friends goodbye before leaving. Ryder insisted on dropping me off since I didn’t come with my car but I declined telling him that I’d like to just run. It had been awhile since I had shifted and run in my wolf form and my wolf and I were suddenly craving it.
The breeze in my fur felt just as amazing as I knew it would and the fact that it was evening made it much more sweet. It was quite a distance but it made me enjoy the run even more. I ran through the woods of course, at it made more sense to and the roads weren’t exactly empty of cars. The ground wasn’t too muddy, thankfully. I wasn’t a big fa of running on muddy ground. My wolf liked to think she was some kind of princess.
Well, I am Luna. She retorted and I rolled my eyes.
You weren’t always, I deadpanned. But you’ve always had your weird mud allergy. What makes you so different from other wolves.
I can’t believe I’m getting bullied by my other form. She simply said and I
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When I got to the pack house, I remembered that we no longer stayed in the Alpha wing that had a more accessible balcony and so it was a little tricky to get up but I did eventually and managed to get up to our room. I used my nose to push open the door which luckily for me wasn’t locked after wiping my paws on the carpet. Alexander was right there when I walked in, sitting on the arm of the couch and facing me with his arms folded and a frown marring his face.
“I told you to take at least one guard with you. Why do you enjoy torturing me, Isabella?”
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