—Derek’s POV—
I loved waking up today. I was feeling fan-fucking-tastic. I had a wonderful plan!
I pulled my arm as carefully as I could out from under Violet’s head, trying not to wake her- she stirred. I should’ve waited until she stilled until I got out of bed, but I was too excited about what I had planned.
“Bee?” my Flower whispered. One of her hands reached out for mine and I instantly grabbed her slim hand. She turned her head my way and cracked open her honey eyes. “Where are you going?”
There are a few things I’ve sugar-coated around Violet, today was the same- I’ve been doing it for the past week. The only reason Zaxton supported it was because of her state and our kids.
“I have to go see some warriors on the training grounds and do a perimeter check,” I brought her hand to my lips as I gave her a small kiss. I usually said the check. I knew she wouldn’t want to go because I wouldn’t allow her- she was carrying our pups and she got tired quickly.
She hummed, “what time is it?”
I glanced at my nightstand by our sonogram, “about eleven.”
Her eyes widened for a second. Recently, the pregnancy has really been taking a toll on her, she has been exhausted the majority of the time- that and this morning’s events.
“Oh, s-sorry. You should get going then,” she let go of my hand but I grabbed her. I leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to her sweet lips.
I went to pull away but she groaned and her hand went to my cheek to hold me there. I smiled against her lips as she sank her fingers into my hair. I slipped my tongue in her mouth as she moaned against me.
I pulled away first, I didn’t want to go any further and after this morning, I’m sure she didn’t want to either. And I knew both of us didn’t want to talk about it. We will, just not right now- something I learned was the best tactic with her.
“Can Hannah come over today?” Fucking hell, I love her so much. Precious.
“I don’t mind, I’ll call her. Do you want me to wait till she gets here?”
She hated being alone, I didn’t mind- more time with my Flower. I left her while I ran to go see my new Gamma for ten minutes and when I came back she was nearing a panic attack while she cried her eyes out.
Violet glanced away for a second, “if you don’t m-mind, please?” I kissed her forehead.
“Of course, honey. I’m going to get in the shower, is that okay?” I ran my thumb over her smooth lips. My Flower blushed and nodded.
“Yeah, I’m going to get dressed anyway,” I helped her sit up as she went to get dressed and I got briefly showered.
I was beyond excited for what I had planned today. I felt like I couldn’t get dressed fast enough, I couldn’t wait to go- but first I had a family to care for.
I helped Violet downstairs and answered the door for Hannah, instructing both of them to eat before I kissed her goodbye.
I felt like fucking skipping the moment I walked out of my door.
Now- there are a few things I sugar-coat for Violet, and there are a few things I wait to tell her, and some things I don’t ever plan on telling her.
For example- I don’t ever plan on telling her that I don’t need her to take notes in my meetings. It was a distraction ever since she came to me- to stop her from self-harming.
I also don’t ever plan on telling her she was still not at a healthy weight. This morning after our horror, she said it didn’t make sense that our little boy died- because she gained weight. It was true she did. I just don’t plan on telling her it wasn’t enough.
It wasn’t her fault and I know she blamed herself. She had a load of insecurities and a certain fucker was the main reason.
( ‘Yeah, and you added, but whatever.’ )
I rolled my eyes at Zaxton, he was still deeply shaken at the loss of our pup. That and he was still very pissed at how I treated her. I was raging inside. Word got out quickly because pack members that saw me tilted their heads with a grim expression. Somberly bowing.
I was beaming. I couldn’t wait!
I waltzed right into my cellars and was bouncing with joy and excitement.
… And I don’t plan on telling Violet I have her tormentor in my cellars anytime soon…
( ‘Cause that’s the right thing to do.’ )
… Yes, actually. I’m not going to stress out our pregnant mate…
The door slid open and sitting against the middle of the wall was my favorite person! I couldn’t fucking wait!
“Good morning!” I cheered and he cracked open his eyes.
One was completely swollen shut, the other was deeply bruised. The shirt on his chest was torn to shreds from the times I dug my claws in him, the same with his pants.
( ‘Good. I want him to fucking suffer from what he caused.’ )
… You and me both…
I beamed at him and he scoffed.
“Wow… Such an attitude! And for what?” I teased. I dragged over a chair and grabbed a silver laced whip. I plopped down with the biggest, darkest grin I could have.
“Not much for talking today? Huh? You’ve been here for what, four days? It’s fine though, you can just listen.”
Silence, just his pathetic breathing.
“Let me tell you how I’ve been. As I mentioned, Violet and I have become exceptionally closer these last four months- the pregnancy really brought us together. Did I tell you we’re expecting triplets?”
Silence, he just blinked. I loved it.
( ‘I want to cut out his eyes for looking at mate!’ )
… Not a bad idea… but you know I have a better one…