Bride of the Cursed Alpha - Chapter 114: Chapter 114
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Auren POV
Three months later.
I was getting bored.
Lucien had stopped me from going for training. I went for the pack events only where my presence was required. However, I excused myself from the rest.
Usually a Luna was supposed to go and bless every new pup that was born. But with me also being pregnant, Lucien had limited that tradition and ordered that all new moms would gather in the pack house on one day when I would bless them all. It was a relief for me.
The pack members were very respectful toward me and with time, things sorted out. They looked at me with reverence as their new Luna. It was odd at first, but I felt like I was falling into the role naturally. My protective instincts for my pack members were growing each day.
However, amidst all this, the threat of me dying a few months later loomed. The bride bane’s curse hadn’t fully gone. It was evident from the thorny vine tattoos that Lucien still had on his chest. The Shaman had told us that the ancestors of Lucien were born with these tattoos and they were linked to the Bride Bane’s curse. And that was why after Lucien married his mate, who was a lowly omega, the tattoos disappeared slowly. The curse was partially broken. However, he couldn’t understand why some tattoos still remained. What were the shadow wolves now testing? Were they not satisfied with our mating? What did they want now?
I took a ragged breath as I closed my next romance novel, Wuthering Heights, and decided to go to the training arena, only to watch. Not to fight or spar.
When I arrived in the main hall, I heard Vivi and Tom fighting with each other as usual in their common language. I shook my head and continued to walk toward the training arena.
I stood at the edge of the training arena as I watched the warriors spar. My fingers itched with the urge to join them. Two young fighters were circling each other, their muscles tense as they waited for an opening. The first warrior lunged forward, aiming at the ribs of his opponent. But the second warrior dodged him. He pivoted and brought his leg up to strike the first one’s thighs. The first one hit the ground with a grunt.
“No. No. No!” I blurted. “You are all wrong!” I addressed the first warrior. “You left his left side open when you shifted your stance. Instead you should have rotated your shoulder inward instead of leaning back. That would have kept your balance.”
The warriors looked at me with astonishment. “Luna!” They both bowed to me. “You're right,” the first warrior admitted.
But before I could say further, a deep, rumbling growl vibrated from behind me.
“You're not thinking of doing what I think you are, are you?” Lucien’s dark voice came with a warning.
I turned to see his striding toward me, his powerful frame radiating authority. Covered in sweat, he looked like sex on gorgeous legs. Like a thundercloud. His dark eyes narrowed at me as he assessed me. I just couldn’t stop my laugh seeing how he was on police mode with me.
“Alpha Lucien, I was just watching,” I said as he came to stand in front of me.
He wrapped a possessive arm around my waist and pulled me closer. Tucking a strand of hair behind my ear with the other, he muttered, “That’s how it starts. The next thing I know is you are using those weapons.”
I rolled my eyes. “You do realize I’m not made of glass.”
He ignored me and guided me out of the arena. “If you come here again, I will wrap you in a blanket and lock you away for the next six months.”
I shot him a glare. “Lucien!”
I heard others giggling behind us. Walter was standing near the ring, watching us with a smirk.
Ignoring all of them, he pulled me closer and splayed his palm over my belly. “You're carrying my heir. No risks.” Then he spoke loudly for Walter to hear, “If I hear even a whisper of her trying to train behind my back, someone is losing a limb!”
Walter coughed uncomfortably. I smacked Lucien’s arm. “Stop being dramatic!”
He pressed a kiss to the top of my head. “Watch me, love.”
I sighed, but the way his protective and fierce attitude made me feel warm—it made my heart flutter.
Later that evening, I lounged on our bed, reading my unfinished novel. I was wearing one of Lucien’s oversized shirts with my hair open. I loved wearing his shirts these days because they were so comfortable and soft and smelled like him. It calmed my frayed nerves. I had stopped puking a week ago, but in the morning today, I had puked again. Goddess, having babies wasn't easy. My boobs had started feeling heavier.
Lucien emerged from the bathroom with a towel draped around his neck. His eyes landed on me and he padded over to me. He settled beside me and lifted my feet into his lap. He began massaging them. His cock was already bulging and rested against my legs.
I sighed in pleasure. “Mmm… that feels good.”
“You should rest more, wife,” he murmured as he kneaded my sole.
“That’s what I've been doing. I wasn't allowed to train, remember?” I said in a teasing voice and pressed his cock with my leg.
He scowled. “Damn right. That’s how it’s going to stay.” He moved his hand up my calves, my thighs and in between my sex. He rubbed my clit there, drawing a moan from me. He kissed me over there. “You smell intoxicating now that you're pregnant.”
A shiver ran down my spine as he trailed lazily up. “Lucien…”
He brought his hand to my belly and kissed me there as his hand roamed over me gently. “You’ve made me so proud, Auren,” he murmured. “I can't wait to see my pup.”
I brought my fingers in his hair and raked through them as I watched him looking at my belly with pure love. “I’m waiting for you, little wolf,” he said to our pup. “Here’s an update. Your nursery is getting ready. I have bought a few more toys, have looked through best schools in werewolves’ packs and also across the world, and I’ve ordered some designer onesies for both of us.”
I chuckled. “Designer onesies?”
“Hush,” he silenced me. “I’m talking to my pup. Stop interfering!”
Twenty minutes later, I gave my Alpha a blow job, because he was becoming too clingy. After he released, he grinned and slumped beside me in a deep slumber. “I love you, Auren,” he murmured and cuddled me in his arms.
I let out a silent prayer to the goddess. Please let me live. I want my happily ever after.
The next day we were all shocked by the news Tom, the cook, gave us.
Three months later.
I was getting bored.
Lucien had stopped me from going for training. I went for the pack events only where my presence was required. However, I excused myself from the rest.
Usually a Luna was supposed to go and bless every new pup that was born. But with me also being pregnant, Lucien had limited that tradition and ordered that all new moms would gather in the pack house on one day when I would bless them all. It was a relief for me.
The pack members were very respectful toward me and with time, things sorted out. They looked at me with reverence as their new Luna. It was odd at first, but I felt like I was falling into the role naturally. My protective instincts for my pack members were growing each day.
However, amidst all this, the threat of me dying a few months later loomed. The bride bane’s curse hadn’t fully gone. It was evident from the thorny vine tattoos that Lucien still had on his chest. The Shaman had told us that the ancestors of Lucien were born with these tattoos and they were linked to the Bride Bane’s curse. And that was why after Lucien married his mate, who was a lowly omega, the tattoos disappeared slowly. The curse was partially broken. However, he couldn’t understand why some tattoos still remained. What were the shadow wolves now testing? Were they not satisfied with our mating? What did they want now?
I took a ragged breath as I closed my next romance novel, Wuthering Heights, and decided to go to the training arena, only to watch. Not to fight or spar.
When I arrived in the main hall, I heard Vivi and Tom fighting with each other as usual in their common language. I shook my head and continued to walk toward the training arena.
I stood at the edge of the training arena as I watched the warriors spar. My fingers itched with the urge to join them. Two young fighters were circling each other, their muscles tense as they waited for an opening. The first warrior lunged forward, aiming at the ribs of his opponent. But the second warrior dodged him. He pivoted and brought his leg up to strike the first one’s thighs. The first one hit the ground with a grunt.
“No. No. No!” I blurted. “You are all wrong!” I addressed the first warrior. “You left his left side open when you shifted your stance. Instead you should have rotated your shoulder inward instead of leaning back. That would have kept your balance.”
The warriors looked at me with astonishment. “Luna!” They both bowed to me. “You're right,” the first warrior admitted.
But before I could say further, a deep, rumbling growl vibrated from behind me.
“You're not thinking of doing what I think you are, are you?” Lucien’s dark voice came with a warning.
I turned to see his striding toward me, his powerful frame radiating authority. Covered in sweat, he looked like sex on gorgeous legs. Like a thundercloud. His dark eyes narrowed at me as he assessed me. I just couldn’t stop my laugh seeing how he was on police mode with me.
“Alpha Lucien, I was just watching,” I said as he came to stand in front of me.
He wrapped a possessive arm around my waist and pulled me closer. Tucking a strand of hair behind my ear with the other, he muttered, “That’s how it starts. The next thing I know is you are using those weapons.”
I rolled my eyes. “You do realize I’m not made of glass.”
He ignored me and guided me out of the arena. “If you come here again, I will wrap you in a blanket and lock you away for the next six months.”
I shot him a glare. “Lucien!”
I heard others giggling behind us. Walter was standing near the ring, watching us with a smirk.
Ignoring all of them, he pulled me closer and splayed his palm over my belly. “You're carrying my heir. No risks.” Then he spoke loudly for Walter to hear, “If I hear even a whisper of her trying to train behind my back, someone is losing a limb!”
Walter coughed uncomfortably. I smacked Lucien’s arm. “Stop being dramatic!”
He pressed a kiss to the top of my head. “Watch me, love.”
I sighed, but the way his protective and fierce attitude made me feel warm—it made my heart flutter.
Later that evening, I lounged on our bed, reading my unfinished novel. I was wearing one of Lucien’s oversized shirts with my hair open. I loved wearing his shirts these days because they were so comfortable and soft and smelled like him. It calmed my frayed nerves. I had stopped puking a week ago, but in the morning today, I had puked again. Goddess, having babies wasn't easy. My boobs had started feeling heavier.
Lucien emerged from the bathroom with a towel draped around his neck. His eyes landed on me and he padded over to me. He settled beside me and lifted my feet into his lap. He began massaging them. His cock was already bulging and rested against my legs.
I sighed in pleasure. “Mmm… that feels good.”
“You should rest more, wife,” he murmured as he kneaded my sole.
“That’s what I've been doing. I wasn't allowed to train, remember?” I said in a teasing voice and pressed his cock with my leg.
He scowled. “Damn right. That’s how it’s going to stay.” He moved his hand up my calves, my thighs and in between my sex. He rubbed my clit there, drawing a moan from me. He kissed me over there. “You smell intoxicating now that you're pregnant.”
A shiver ran down my spine as he trailed lazily up. “Lucien…”
He brought his hand to my belly and kissed me there as his hand roamed over me gently. “You’ve made me so proud, Auren,” he murmured. “I can't wait to see my pup.”
I brought my fingers in his hair and raked through them as I watched him looking at my belly with pure love. “I’m waiting for you, little wolf,” he said to our pup. “Here’s an update. Your nursery is getting ready. I have bought a few more toys, have looked through best schools in werewolves’ packs and also across the world, and I’ve ordered some designer onesies for both of us.”
I chuckled. “Designer onesies?”
“Hush,” he silenced me. “I’m talking to my pup. Stop interfering!”
Twenty minutes later, I gave my Alpha a blow job, because he was becoming too clingy. After he released, he grinned and slumped beside me in a deep slumber. “I love you, Auren,” he murmured and cuddled me in his arms.
I let out a silent prayer to the goddess. Please let me live. I want my happily ever after.
The next day we were all shocked by the news Tom, the cook, gave us.
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