The Young Luna

Chapter 48

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The months were passing quickly for Seth and I. The work that came with running two packs was

exhausting. We were doing alternative months between Black Bloods Pack and Equinox Pack, with

Josh in charge of Equinox when we were away and the twins Devon and Ramone – who I'd met when I

first came to Black Bloods – in charge of their Pack.

Seth had held a tournament and the strongest Wolves in the Black Bloods Pack fought until the

strongest was named as the Commander of the Pack when we were away. However, the identical twins NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

Devon and Ramone were both so equally matched that they couldn't beat each other. So, Seth had

announced them both as equal Commanders, which they were happy with.

But despite the help, we were swamped with work. We were going back and forth between Packs,

juggling work and personal life, trying not to argue when we were tired and annoying each other. We

both were grouchy and overworked, which led to arguments and a lot of Seth sleeping in the spare

room.

But after six months, as Seth was reaching his thirty first birthday, things were beginning to settle down.

The work was calming down and things were going back to a somewhat normal and steady rate.

"It's not happening, Mabel" Seth grumbled, as I fried the fish over the stove.

"Yes, it damn well is" I shot back, turning around to my mate – hand on one hip and spatula in my other

hand. Seth was leaning against the counter, his suit in place but his tie untied, picking at the rice I had

just served us. I slapped his hand with the spatula.

"Ouch" he complained, withdrawing his hand rubbing it softly while pouting. "I'm hungry".

"I'm almost done cooking". I turned back to the fish and made sure it was cooked, before putting one

on each of the plates. Seth grabbed both plates and took them to the dining table as I dumped the pan

in the sink before following Seth to the table.

We ate for a few seconds, before Seth restarted the conversation. "I'm not going" he muttered, around

his mouthful of food.

"You don't have a choice" I sighed, shaking my head at him.

"It is my surprise birthday party and I can choose not to go".

I flicked a grain of rice at him, "stop being a baby. I told you about it because I know you hate surprises,

but it wasn't an excuse not to go".

Seth flicked a grain of rice back at me. "I hate birthday parties. When you said you didn't want one for

your seventeenth I didn't throw one. And I said I didn't want one either".

"And I told your mother that, but your mother is..." I trailed off, knowing that as much as I was not a fan

of my mother-in-law that actually speaking bad about her to her son didn't go down well.

"Yeah, yeah, I know" he grumbled.

"Look we go for a few hours and then I'll do what I do when I don't want to have sex with you; fake a

headache".

Seth gave me a sarcastic look, "funny". He didn't find it funny. "But, yes, fine. We'll go for a little while

but I am not spending the entire evening there. We are leaving by nine and driving to the beach house".

Seth sulked like a child as he ate his food, I tried hard not to smile at how childish he was being.

For the past six months, since taking over both Packs, Seth and I have been working nonstop but we

said that no matter what, we would have a week off for Seth's birthday. Alpha Quinn Danvers – the

Alpha of the Red Knox Pack – offered up the use of his beach house for us. Well, Seth had phoned

and asked if we could use it and, well, Quinn couldn't exactly say no.

So, we'd been looking forward to the trip for months. And then, as if she knew, Seth's mother decided

she was throwing a surprise birthday for him and no matter what I said, she was throwing it. Seth had

been as unhappy with the plans as I had been, especially since the week following Seth's birthday was

our one year anniversary.

After we washed up the plates, Seth went for a shower as I cuddled up on the couch in front of the TV.

We had moved out of the cabin and back into our original house, while having a similar house in Black

Bloods. But, for me, nothing compared to our main house – the house that I had fallen in love with Seth

in.

I yawned largely, eyes flickering, just as Seth came back downstairs. I lifted the blanket wordlessly, and

Seth slipped in behind me as he pressed a gentle kiss behind my ear. "What we watching?" he asked.

I shrugged, "put whatever you want on".

Seth's arms slipped around me, one of his hands settled on my stomach. "You all good?"

"Tired" I muttered, cuddling further into his hold. He was warm and the smell of his shampoo

surrounded me – deep and masculine.

"The little one is sucking all that energy out of you" Seth chuckled, pressing another kiss to my neck as

his hand rubbed my flat stomach affectionately. Two weeks previously I had found out that I was

pregnant, but apart from Seth I hadn't told anyone about it yet.

When the topic of children had first been breached by Seth, my answer was no, hell no. Although, more

diplomatically said as not to hurt his feelings. I said that we should wait until I was eighteen and Seth,

begrudgingly, agreed. But that plan had gone to shit when I fell pregnant – despite the fact I was on the

pill. I guess Seth just had super sperm...or maybe he was just damn determined. Even though I didn't

want a baby so soon, a part of me was a little bit excited. Not as excited as Seth was, but that was

understandable.

"So I've been thinking about this" Seth rubbed my stomach, before grabbing my hand "and this", he

gestured to my engagement ring.

"I am not being a fat bride" I snapped at him.

He chuckled, "pregnant not fat". His thumb rubbed circles over my stomach as his breath tickled my

neck.

"Still, I don't want to be a pregnant bride or a fat bride" I grumbled. Seth rolled his eyes at me but didn't

push the point further. "And I also don't want you mentioning the baby to anyone at the party either".

"You still don't want to tell anyone?"

"Tell anyone that you knocked me up and I'll knock you out" I muttered back moodily. Seth laughed at

me, but didn't argue too much. I knew it was ridiculous, but I had dropped out of high school to help

Seth run both Packs. So, now I was worried people would see me and just think I was a seventeen

year old pregnant drop out. And I knew that was stupid, as I was Luna to two of the strongest Packs in

the US, but that was how I felt. And even though I would be eighteen by the time I gave birth, it still

played in my mind.

Seth put some film on but after a half an hour, I was bored. I turned around in his arms and rested my

head on his chest – I could hear and feel his steady heartbeat underneath me. Seth turned and shot

me a smile, before turning back to the TV.

I stared at my mate for a few minutes and just marvelled him. We had come so far.

We started both desperately fighting our attraction, to the point that I didn't want anything to do with

Seth half the time. Yet, when we gave it ago I realised that nothing was better than being with my

soulmate. Being with the man I was made for.

And, fuck, we'd been through a lot together. Seth had been a handful, just as I was sure I had. But we

knew how to handle the other and that was what made us so perfect. No, that was wrong, Seth and I

were far from perfect. We fought and we argued like cat and dog, but everything always came back to

love. Because I did love Seth and I knew that he loved me.

"Mate" I whispered to him. Seth glanced down at me and raised an eyebrow willing me to explain. I

reached up and possessively ran a finger over his chin. "You're my mate".

"Damn right I am" he winked at me.

Nothing was better than being with the man I loved. Alpha Seth Zev.

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