Chapter Nineteen
Blaze
I stopped working to take another sip of water.
My thirst had been out of control for the last couple of weeks.
And I was tired. So damned tired. I got off work around midnight, and Darsh wanted to take me home, but he had monitoring duty.
Friday and Saturday nights were the busiest for the club and he often had to monitor.
They never wanted anyone to feel unsafe. He waved at me but couldn’t leave.
Life called.
I went to his home, since it was closer and I was ready to pass out. Since I was staying there most nights, I had clothes to change into. I got in, showered, and passed out. No dinner. No downtime. No bingeing my favorite series. Just sleep.
Hours later, the bed dipped beside me. “I’m sorry. I tried to get in as gently as possible.”
“Try all you want,” I said. “My tiger scents you the moment you come in.”
He scooted over, making himself the big spoon, and kissed the back of my neck. Then he sniffed me, nothing new. But then he sniffed again in my hair. Before I could protest, he picked up my wrist and pushed his nose against it.
“What?” I asked.
“Why didn’t you tell me, love?” He asked, sitting up.
“Tell you what? Do I stink?”
He chuckled
I turned over, awake now. “What?”
“Your scent has been changing over the last few weeks,, and I originally assumed it was because of our bond but this is sweeter. Hasn't your tiger told you?”
“Told me what?”
“That you’re carrying our pup, Blaze.”
Well now I was really awake. “You know this from smell?”
“I do. I’m going to get a test.”
“Now? It’s…I don’t know what time it is.”
Darsh kissed my lips. “It’s three but something has to be open in this city. I’ll be back.”
I drifted in and out of sleep while he was gone. My tiger woke me up when he came in again and I heard the rustle of the plastic bag. He must’ve been successful. An alpha on a mission.
“Are you going to make me get up?” I groaned.
“Please?” He asked. “All you have to do is pee on it.”
“And no matter what the test says, you’ll let me sleep afterward?”
He laughed hard, throwing back his head. “I promise nothing.”
I had to admit, I was as curious as he was.
I went to the bathroom and peed on the stick while Darsh set a timer.
There was no nervousness. No pacing. I perched on the edge of the bathroom counter while my alpha let me lean my head against his chest. His heartbeat was steady. His scent my anchor of calm.
The timer went off and, without a word, he reached for the test.
“Tell me.”
“I was right. You have a pup inside you. Our baby.”
I sat up straight to gauge his reaction. “Are you happy?” I asked, eager to hear.
“I didn’t think I could be any happier than the night we mated and you marked me and there never will be. But this is a very close second, omega.