Selling Myself To The Alpha
Chapter 84

Liana POV

It feels like I have slept for an eternity when I wake up. I take a moment to assess myself, but there is no headache "Easy, Luna," Adele says when I sit up.

"What are you doing here?" I ask surprised when I see her sitting in a chair next to the bed. "And it's Liana, not Luna." "For now," she smiles. "In two months, you'll officially be called Luna by all the pack members."

"Just don't call me that in front of Axel's mother," I sigh. "She hates me enough as it is."

nausea. On the contrary, I feel great. I cannot remember when last I felt this good and well-rested.

"She doesn't hate you," Adele looks sympathetically at me. "She's just disappointed that her dream won't come true. Mary is her best friend, and they were so excited for Axel and Angela to get married."

"And she told you that?" I raise my eyebrows doubtfully. I understand that Adele will be loyal towards her Luna, but I sincerely doubt that they have the kind of relationship where they confess their feelings.

"No," she snorts. "The Omegas did. Take it from me, if you don't want something to become public knowledge, don't discuss it in front of an Omega. Ever. And if you're wondering, the answer is yes. By now the entire pack knows about you and your baby." I overthink her words a moment before it hits me. Did Angela also hear the news? Adele is my protection. It cannot be good if she is here and not Axel.

"Where's Axel?" I ask concerned. "Did something happen?"

"Everything is fine," she smiles reassuringly. "Axel will explain when he's back."

"Back from where?" I frown and get off the bed, but Adele is instantly by my side.

"Please stay in bed," she pleads. "I'm under strict orders that you're not allowed to get up."

"Even when I need the bathroom?" I raise my eyebrows.

"Are you feeling sick again?" She gives me a panicked look.

"No, Adele," I sigh and walk to the bathroom. "Nature's calling."

"O... okay," sheepishly she looks away. "But I'll be right here if you need me."

"I'll call you if I'm out of toilet paper," I grin as I close the door.

**

"So, what did I miss?" I ask Adele as I walk out of the bathroom and back to my bed. "I took a nap and now I'm under protection."

"Not protection, more monitoring," Adele smiles. "Alpha Axel will explain when he's done with his conference call. He didn't want you to wake up all alone."

"Doesn't it annoy you to babysit me?" I shake my head. "I mean, you're a kickass warrior and now you must hold my hand in case I'm scared."

"Are you kidding?" Adele snorts. "I'm Gamma. That makes me the highest female rank. I'll watch paint dry for that honour."

"Just out of curiosity," I squint my eyes. "As Luna, I outrank you, right?"

"Mostly, yes," she replies cautiously. "Except when you're in danger. Then it's my job to keep you safe and you must follow my orders."

"Good," I smile and stand up. "The danger I'm in right now is starvation. Let's go replace something to eat."

"Axel outranks you," she protests quickly. "I can't let you leave."

"I assume that you're aware of my pregnancy's effects," I cross my arms in front of my chest. "And I need to eat, doctor's orders. So, where does that fit into your protocol?" "Easy," she smiles brightly. "I'll order an Omega to bring you food."

"Unless this mansion is under attack and I should hide for my life, I'm going to the kitchen," I say adamantly.

"No," Adele presses her back against the door and spreads her arms and legs like a starfish. "You're going to get me into trouble. An Omega will bring you food."

"Adele, this is ridiculous, you look like Patrick from Spongebob Squarepants," I roll my eyes. "I'm pregnant, not an invalid. Let me go to the kitchen."

"Luna, this is my first day of duty. Please don't complicate this," she pleads.

"I'm not trying to get you into trouble," I reason. "Axel will understand."

The door behind Adele starts rattling and she quickly stands aside.

"What the hell is going on here?" Axel demands as he walks inside. "Why's the door barricaded?"

"Because you told her I can't leave," I huff.

"Thank you, Adele," Axel smiles at her and I develop an urge to slap the smile off his face. "Good job, you may go now."

"What the fuck, Axel," I hiss as the door closes behind Adele. "I'm not Rapunzel. You can't keep me locked up in here."

"I'm not," he exhales, and I calm down when I notice how tired he looks. "I only wanted to be sure you're alright while I'm gone."

"What aren't you telling me?" I demand nervously.

"Let's sit down," he suggests, and I follow him to bed with knots in my stomach. This does not sound good.

"Is our baby okay?" My bottom lip starts quivering when I look into his worried eyes.

"For now, yes," he takes my hands and tells me what happened.

For a long time, I can only stare at him as I process the words. For days I fought an internal struggle if I should keep the baby. I was wasting my time; this baby was deciding for me. "Are you okay?" Axel's voice slowly registers through my chaotic thoughts.

"I... no, this ..." I exhale deeply and close my eyes as I fight the hopelessness and despair. "How are we supposed to do this?"

"Michelle said..."

"Not that," I sniff and jump up. I close my eyes briefly and push my fingers through my hair.

"All of this, Axel," I sigh. "Everything and everyone are against us. Angela, your mother and now even the universe has jumped in to ruin us. How are we supposed to be happy with all the odds against us?"

"Are you giving up on us?" Axel is as white as a sheet as he mumbles the words.

"No," I say hastily as I climb onto his lap, throw my arms around his neck and bury my face in his neck. Instantly his arms are around my waist like iron clamps. "Never. That's not what I meant. Everything else. It's just so overwhelming. I cannot lose Wolfie, Axel. I don't want to lose our baby."

"And you haven't," his voice is hoarse with emotion. "Wolfie is still with us."

"I feel so guilty," I admit and start crying. "In the beginning, I didn't know if I wanted to keep the baby and now ... maybe he felt it. Maybe Wolfie doesn't feel loved and doesn't want to be born."

"Do you really believe that?" Axel mumbles as he pulls me closer.

"No," I sob harder. "I already love Wolfie. It's just... stress isn't good for the pregnancy, and now I'm stressed because we might lose him and it's a snowball effect. I doubt myself, my body and my abilities. I don't want to screw this up."

"My dad told me something once," he says softly. "He said nothing, and nobody can make you feel so much like a failure like your children. You're always going to wonder if you did the right thing or if you did enough. That sounds very much like what you're feeling right now."

"Your dad's a wise man," I sniff as I fight to gain control of myself.

"Liana," Axel gently pushes me away and I wipe my face. "Have you had any symptoms since you woke up?"

"No," I sniff and shake my head. "I'm just hungry."

"See," he smiles softly. "The transfusion worked. We simply have to follow the rules, and everything will work out fine."

"I'm still scared," I admit.

"So am I," he gently kisses me. "I feel exactly like you. But we'll take this journey together."

"Promise me you'll always be my voice of reason. I can't do this without you," I cup his face.

"I promise," he softly kisses me.

"Thank you," I sigh. "For being so supportive and understanding. And mostly for accepting my crazy."

"I love you for all that you are," he smiles, and I crumple.

I pull his lips to mine and kiss him long and tenderly until I am a puddle of happiness and serenity. I must have done something right over the years to deserve such a wonderful and perfect man. "Axel," Grant knocks on the door and reluctantly I let go of him. "Is everything okay?"

"Come in, Dad," Axel replies and smiles at me before I jump up and run to the bathroom to wash my face. Axel has seen me in every form possible, but I might scare his dad with this face.

"Oh, wow," I exclaim when I get out of the bathroom and witness the bedroom being transformed into a dining room. Omegas have carried in a table and chairs and are setting the table.

"I hope I'm not overstepping," Grant smiles uncomfortably. "Adele said you're hungry and since my wife is still ignoring me, I was hoping to join you."

"Of course," I laugh happily. Now I know why Axel is such a good man, he is a chip off the old block.

"But this wasn't necessary," I smile softly but my stomach growls excitedly when the aromas hit me. "We would've joined you in the dining room."

"Hey, you're giving me a grandchild," he grins from ear to ear. "The least I can do is feed you comfortably."

"You're so kind, Grant, thank you," I say appreciatively as I walk to Axel and snuggle against him.

"Speaking off," he awkwardly rubs the back of his neck. "I was wondering if you would like to call me Dad. You know since we're family now. But only if you want to."

"I would love that, Dad," the word rolls effortlessly off my tongue as I walk to him and hug him.

"Well," he clears his throat when I let go of him. "I heard the doctor's orders, we should eat."