Page 79 of Alpha's Revenge Luna

A MONTH LATER

Light filters through the curtains as I wake up to the sound of Caleb’s excited voice. “It’s snowing!” he exclaims, jumping up and down at the foot of our bed. Dion stirs beside me, his arm tightening around my waist.

With a groan, Dion moves and scoops Caleb up, tossing him over his shoulder. “Well, you better get warmer clothes on then,” he tells him, placing him down and ushering Caleb out the door.

Once they’re gone, I climb out of bed, stretching to ease the stiffness in my muscles. Dion’s shirt, discarded from the night before, lies on the floor. I pick it up, holding it close. It still smells like him.

He returns to the room, shirtless, and I can’t help but stare at the way his muscles play beneath his skin. “If you wanna go out, you need to feed first. You know how you get when you’re excited,” he says, sitting on the edge of the bed.

I sigh, knowing he’s right, and walk over to him. Standing between his legs, I let my hands trail up his thighs.

Dion kisses my jaw, trailing down to my neck, and I moan softly. The sensation draws out my bloodlust, and I lean in to sink my teeth into his neck. He holds me close, his hands steady on my back.

“You’re doing so well, Emery,” Dion whispers after I’ve fed. “Now come on, get dressed,” he purrs, pecking my lips.

The chill of the winter air greets us as we step outside. Caleb dashes into the expanse of white that blankets the ground.

His laughter fills the air as he makes snow angels and throws snowballs, Dion chasing after him. But as I watch them, a sense of inadequacy creeps in. Can I really give Dion everything he deserves?

Back inside, while Dion and Caleb warm up with hot chocolate, I retreat into my thoughts.

“I’m worried, Dion,” I admit, finally voicing my fears.

“What if I can’t have children? What if I’m not enough for you now?

” Vampire female bodies apparently don’t change from what we learned via the Council documents, and nothing was said about Hybrid women so we are unsure if I can carry children.

Some part of my mind likes to remind myself that is the reason I ended up with Dion in the first place, to provide an heir I may not be capable of carrying now.

It nags at me, especially when I see how good he is with Caleb.

Dion’s expression softens, and he pulls me into his arms. “Emery, look at me,” he says, tilting my chin up. “You are everything I could have ever wanted and more. We have Caleb, and that’s more than enough. You are my family, my love.”

His words wrap around me like a warm blanket, soothing my turbulent emotions. Still that worry nags at me wondering if he’ll always see it that way.