Page 211 of His Fated Luna

I gave a half-smile. My alpha was always trying to spoil me and take care of me. I was carrying his pup after all. But even if I wasn’t, I knew that look in his eyes of love would never change.

Rose's POV

“Don’t over exert yourself,” Aiden warned, helping me out of the car.

I wore a cameo pink, off-the-shoulder, long flowy satin dress that emphasized my growing bump. There a crown of pink roses settled in my curls. Today was the baby shower the entire packwas throwing for us. It had been arranged by Josie and Auntie Hilda.

“I’m pregnant, not an invalid,” Ideadpanned as Ilifted the skirts of my dress to walk into the event hall. I quirked a smile at Aiden. “Who would have thought you’d be such a caveman? I thought you weren’t a possessive alpha?”

“You bring out the wolf in me,” Aiden teased. He leaned down to kiss the spot behind my ear. “In more ways than one.”

I giggled at his naughty reply. I had known that Aiden had always been so proud of never giving into his wolf side. Now here he was, proudly stating that I was the only one capable of tapping into his baser instincts and I was feeling to be over the moon.

When we reached the entrance to the event hall, I was pleasantly surprised to see that it had been decorated with a theme of pink roses. A bouquet of pink roses stood as the centerpiece for the round tables. The table of brownies and cake pops was also decorated with a string of pink roses along its edges. Tea-pink gauzy fabric was the backdrop for pictures where a tea-pink and white cake proudly stated, "Congratulations Aiden and Rose."

Josie and Auntie Hilda had put a lot of effort into preparing this. Most of the pack had shown up with gifts for the newest addition to their alpha’s family. Auntie Hilda and Dad had gifted us with a baby bassinet that also had an automatic rocking function set into it. Josie had given us a baby stroller. Tony’s gift was really the one that Iappreciated, especially since he probably didn’t know a single thing when it came to babies. He’d gotten us a baby monitor with audio and video functions on it so we could keep an eye and ear on his little niece when she was in her nursery. Not that our werewolf hearing wouldn’t be able to pick up on her little cries but Tony assured us that being able to see the baby through the monitor was definitely an added bonus.

“At least that’s what I’ve heard.” He quickly averted his eyes, a little uncomfortable at the way I looked at him with newfound respect before giving him a bear hug. Tony returned it with a nervous laugh, patting me on the back during the sentimental moment between us.

My heart was full and my eyes alight with happiness as I looked at my pack members, all gathered around to celebrate the impending birth of their alpha and luna's first child. Never in a million years had Iever imagined this day would come. A day where there was an entire village of people who had my back. What a contrast from the days it was just me and Auntie Hilda. I loved it.

Later, I sat and watched happily when Tony, Aiden, Dad, and even Dylan were given the task of changing a baby doll’s diaper blindfolded. Aiden ended up wrapping the diaper over the baby’s head. Tony gave up half-way, visibly shaken about having to do something like this. Dad and Dylan were the only two who did it properly, with Dylan winning since he completed the task the fastest.

Tony was a little embarrassed, mumbling that it had been awhile since he'd had to change diapers.

The regret in Dad's voice seemed palpable as he spoke about only changing my diapers a handful of times. It wasn't just about changing diapers; it was about being a parent who was there for their child.

“I’ve helped Mom change a ton of Tanya’s diapers,” Dylan said, shrugging off the praise.

“Your mate’s going to be lucky all right,” laughed Auntie Hilda.

Dylan just scratched the back of his head a little embarrassed.

Then it was everyone’s turn to start guessing the weight of the baby upon birth.

“Ten pounds!” exclaimed Josie, eyeing my girth. “I’ve seen many pregnant females, but this one, she’s gonna be a chunky monkey.”

“I think eight pounds,” Auntie Hilda cut in, writing her guess on her own piece of paper.

Whilst other people from my pack joined in on the game, I made my way to the headband making station set up by Josie. Layla was busily making a cute red headband with a big red bow on the side whilst deep in thought.

“You’ve been quiet lately,” I spoke up.

Layla looked at me startled. “Oh, you surprised me,” she said by way of explanation.

“I’m surprised I was able to. You’re usually quite hard to sneak up on.” I looked at my friend happily, a small smile playing across my lips.

Layla couldn’t quite return the smile. Instead she gave a wistful sigh, looking back down at the headband.

“What’s bothering you?” I could tell something was up and was determined to get to the bottom of it.

“I just…sometimes I think waiting for my mate is futile,” Layla confessed quietly as she fingered the red bow she’d just made. “I’m already eighteen and haven’t found him yet. Maybe…maybe I’m not meant to find him?”

“What brought this on? You’ve never been worried about it before,” Iargued.

I didn’t miss the way Layla’s eyes momentarily rested on Tony before looking away. Tony seemed to have not noticed as he stood off to the side laughing at something Dylan said.

“Sometimes, I just feel alone.” Layla shrugged.