Alpha Amon's POV
Gwen placed another slice of beef on my plate, maintaining eye contact with me. "Please eat up; you need energy to..." She shyly tugged my suit under the dinner table, catching the attention of Monica and Oscar, who pretended as if they didn't understand what was going on.
I held her hand under the table. "Stop acting like a child. I know you are excited about having a baby with me, but don't think I will go easy on you." I warned her. Her eyes lit up as her face turned red. She pulled her hand out of my grip and focused on her food. After dinner, I got up on my feet and stared at Oscar.
"I don't want anyone to disturb us tonight." I declared and took the glass of water from Gwen's mouth, dropping it on the table.
"We don't have time for that." I said as I scooped her
