Becoming Alpha’s Personal Caretaker
Bonus Chapter 2.2

Victor's POV

"Lauren Miller."

I stood up when my name's name has been called. To say that I am excited is an understatement. I have been waiting for this moment to come.

Lauren and I entered the door of the room. I lifted my mate's body so that she could sit at the edge of the bed.

I placed my arms on both sides of my pregnant mate as we waited for the doctor to come. My fingers were drumming on the soft bedcover.

My back straightened when I saw the familiar face of the Lauren's attending OB-gynecologist. I grabbed my mate's hand.

"Hey."

I blinked as I glanced at the pregnant woman in front of me. I did not know that my grip on Lauren's hand tightened. Updated by Narugi.com

"Hello, parents." The female doctor greeted with a wide smile on her lips. "How are you both today?"

"Excited." I responded.

"And very nervous, Doc." My mate added. She sent me a knowing smile.

"I understand, Daddy."

I like the sound of the 'daddy'. I will be hearing that in may a year or so.

Last night, as we lay on our bed, I told Lauren that I am too hype to sleep knowing that we will be visiting the doctor the next day. It will be a huge milestone, too, since, the baby in her tummy is in the early trimester already.

The other doctor asked Laurent on lay on the bed. I helped my mate to settle to avoid any discomfort on her part.

A thin cloth was placed over her legs. The technician pushed the machine beside the bed.

Lauren is in her seventh month already. According to her, the gender of the baby can be recognized at this stage. It was the main reason why I am too edgy to replace my sleep a night before.

Last time I was not able to accompany Lauren for her visit to the doctor. I was in a two-day convention out of the state. I wanted to leave the seminar but I got a reprimand from Lauren. However, I was given a promise to be with her to the next appointment which will be today.

A clear, sticky substance was daubed on Lauren's expanded belly. A handheld stick was placed on it and slowly slithered on the exposed skin.

My heart hitched when a sudden thud resounded in the small room.

"And that's the strong heartbeat of your child," The OB declared. A few more movements atop Lauren's stomach, the doctor speaks again. "Look at that."

My eyes went to the monitor of the ultrasound machine. The shape of the fetus was clear.

"Baby Miller has complete extremities at this stage. And baby Miller knew that he is being watch."

The fetus in the screen raised his foot as if making a kick. The baby's hand seemed to be on his mouth.

"He? Our baby is a he?"

The doctor hummed. "Doctor Miller told me not to look at the gender of the baby. I just use 'he' in general. My apologies, Daddy."

Confusion marred my face when I glanced at my mate who laughed at my reaction.

"See, Dr. Klaus. Look at my husband."

The OB was human and she has no idea that we are shifters. It was the reason why we used the word 'husband' instead of 'mate'.

The other doctor grinned. "I see what you are talking about."

"But I want to know if our first child is a girl, Love."

"He wanted to have a baby girl, by the way." Lauren added.

My mate was right. I was very vocal that I wanted to have a baby girl for our first child. I wanted to pamper a mini version of my mate. I would not mind also if my successor is a female in the Midnight Claw Tribe. Leadership knows no gender. "Raise that foot again, Baby Miller."

"Peanut. We call our baby 'Peanut', Dr. Klaus." I corrected the OB.

Since the first time that I saw the ultrasound of our baby, in my mind, I always called the baby as Peanut. It lingered in my head. Lauren did not protested the first time.

"Hmmm, baby Miller seemed to have heard you, Daddy."

My attention went back to the screen.

A smile painted my lips as I looked at my baby. He made a slightest movement.

Peanut must have recognized my voice that he kept on making those small movements. Lauren was right. The baby can hear in the womb.

We make it a point to read on baby Peanut before we sleep. According to study, it also helps on brain development.

"And that, folks, our baby Miller is," the clicking sound of the machine resounded again. "Princess Miller."

A gasped exited my mouth. I had to blink my eyes a few times as I stared at the monitor.

I heard Dr. Klaus giving instruction to the technician. The only thing that I understand was the word 'print'.

"Love?"

I was puzzled when I was not able to see the OB-gynecologist. I did not notice her leaving nor the technician. Only Lauren and I were left in the room. "Can you help me wipe the rest of the cream from my tummy, Love?"

"Of course."

I grabbed the tissue and the wet wipes to clean up the bare stomach of my mate.

"Are you alright, Love? You were not responding to Dr. Klaus."

"I am good." I threw the used wipes in the bin before I helped Lauren off on the bed. "Did I hear Dr. Klaus right?"

Lauren rolled her eyes before nodding.

"Yes!"

"Congratulations, Alpha Victor. Your heir is a girl." My mate declared with a wide smile.

"Baby Peanut is a girl. She is going to be bad a*s."

When Lauren was back on her feet, she gave me a piece of paper. An even wider smile appeared on my lips.

"Hello, Baby Peanut."

"Let's head home, Love. We're going to collect a hundred dollars from Richard."

Apparently, Lauren learned that my beta and I made a deal. If my first child is a boy, I have to pay him a hundred bucks but if I have a baby girl, he will pay me.

"Baby Peanut is a hundred dollar richer."

"Congratulations, Dad. Can you treat Baby Peanut's mom a strawberry shortcake and a cold frappe with espresso shot?"

"Strawberry shortcake incoming, my Luna. Maybe a tall glass of milkshake. A no for the espresso shot though." I led her out of the clinic. "Love, can we go to the mall from here?" Lauren sighed.

I have been wanting to shop for Baby Peanut's nursery room. However, she has been stopping me from day one. According to her, it was still early to shop for the baby since we did not know the gender yet. No matter how many times I requested, I was rejected every time. I am always told to wait until we know of the gender.

"Feed me first."

I whistled a happy tone when I heard her response. Finally!

Slowly, we sauntered in the direction of the parking area.