Secrets of the Alpha's Mate

Ch 13 The Joys of Motherhood

Enza Spane*

It had been two weeks since I had given birth to Janae and it still seemed like a dream. I looked down at my perfect princess in my arms. She was so perfect. No other baby born had been this beautiful. Many would think that I was only saying those things because I was her mother. The fact was, she was a beautiful, perfect angel. I chuckled to myself. Maybe I was a little biased because I was her mother.

I still could not believe it. I was a mother. It seemed real, unreal and wonderful at the same time. It was an experience that I would not change for anything in the world. It was amazing how much she looked like her father. Considering I was the one that carried her, felt all of her kicks and went through all the hormonal changes. Not to mention the horrendous pain of giving birth to her.

She wrapped her tiny hand around my finger while looking up at me. My heart overflowed with love," You knew that mommy was thinking about you, didn't you angel? Couldn't you have shown mommy some appreciation by looking like her? I did all the work." I said to my tiny daughter. I walked her around the room, which she always seemed to enjoy," Between you and me, daddy did not do anything but eat all of mommy's snacks when she was not looking." I whispered to my daughter. I was awarded with a beautiful smile.

She was the exact image of her father except for her eyes. Her eyes were hazel like mine. She had jet black curly hair. Even her nose was like my husband's. She had already started to wrinkle it like he did when she was getting upset. Her temperament was already like her father's. I sighed. I may have two pranksters in the house instead of one. Luckily, I was a patient woman, especially with those that I loved.

I looked down at her and she had drifted to sleep. She was still gripping my finger. I stood up and placed her gently in her crib. My heart was filled with so much love. I never knew that I could love anyone like the way I loved my baby. The fact that I was sharing this perfect individual with the love of my life nearly brought tears to my eyes. At that moment, a yawn escaped me.

Although motherhood was the best thing that ever happened to me,I felt exhausted. I could not believe how demanding one little person could be. Sometimes it seemed that I spent more time nursing her than actually sleeping. The most difficult nights have been in the middle of nursing, when she would fall asleep. Each time that I tried to lay her down, she would wake up screaming to be fed. There were a couple of nights, I had cried from exhaustion. I loved my daughter, but it was not always easy.

Once I was sure that she was settled, I sat down on the edge of my bed. I wanted to take a shower, but wanted to make sure she was okay at the same time. Sometimes it was hard to hear her, even when the door was opened. Then when I showered with the door open, sometimes it would wake her.

I wished that Andre had been there. It seemed that Andre was training all day, everyday. Or maybe it just seemed that way. I had not trained since giving birth. That was not surprising.Although Alpha Paul was not my favorite person, there was no denying that he was generous when a member of his pack gave birth. It would be a few more weeks before I resumed training.

I started to gather my things to take a shower. I was so tired. My eyes felt so heavy. I did not have the energy to even make it to the shower. I would just take a short power nap. Then I would take a shower before the baby woke back up. When I woke up, one thing was certain. I felt a lot more rested than I should have felt. I did not want to set an alarm because it may have woke up Janae. I don't know how long I had slept but my eyes immediately flew to the empty crib.

Panic gripped me. I stood up so quickly that I nearly fell on the floor beside the crib. That's when I saw the note from my husband that he was with the baby. I breathed a sigh of relief. The note said that he wanted me to get a shower and some sleep. I calmed my racing heart and grabbed a towel. I turned the water on as hot as my skin could tolerate. I let the hot water run over my tired, achy muscles. I stood under the water for at least fifteen minutes. I finally lathered up a couple of times and let the water rinse away the soap and fatigue.

I stepped out of the shower and grabbed my towel. This was exactly what I had needed. I felt so much better when I got out. I felt so fortunate to have such a considerate husband. I was about to lay down to finish my nap when I noticed something. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a dress hanging out of the closet with a note. "For you my beautiful wife and our honoring party tomorrow". I picked up the invitation that was beside the dress and my heart began to race. It was to be held at my family's house and everybody was going to be there. Oh no! My hands flew to my mouth. I hadn't even thought about an introduction party for Janae.

This couldn't happen. Oh my goodness, what was I going to do? I have to stop this. If I can't stop this, I could loose my husband and my name. Worst of all, this could destroy my family!!!!