Finding Reece (#1)

Chapter 10

I jump out of bed and run to the bathroom. I get to the toilet just before throwing up. Damn, morning sickness. I can't keep anything down. It's gotten worse over the past few days.

I'm at home alone with my guard until Reece gets back. He's out of town for a meeting with a neighboring Alpha. Reece also had my stuff moved in after we found out I was pregnant. I haven't told him about my morning sickness. He would just panic and come home.

While I wash my mouth out, I look in the mirror. There are dark circles under my eyes and my face is pale. I even look sick. I leave the bathroom and get dressed in a pair of grey sweats and a white tank top. I walk out of the bedroom and downstairs to find Charlie, my guard. When he sees me, he hurries towards me. "Luna, are you alright?"

"Can you call Reece and tell him I'm going to the pack doctor? I'm not feeling the greatest," I tell him, feeling nauseous again. He looks at me with a worried expression.

"Yes. Of course. I'll escort you there." He holds out his arm and I grab on to it. Once we get to the pack doctor, Charlie calls Reece. I can hear Reece yelling over the phone in anger. During the examination, Reece runs into the room. He crushes me to his chest, breathing in my scent. He pulls away before I can even hug him back.

"I've been going crazy. Why didn't you call me sooner?" He asks angrily. Just as I'm about to respond, Dr. Fisher walks in. He greets us before breaking the news.

"Okay. You are a little dehydrated, but nothing to worry about. As for your severe morning sickness, I'm writing you a prescription. On the bright side, I have, hopefully happy, news for you guys." Reece and I look at each other. I can tell he's still angry. I look away from him.

Reece finally speaks up. "What's the news, doc?"

"There are two fetuses. I don't know how I didn't see it before, but you are definitely having twins."

We are both quiet for a second. Then, I start to giggle hysterically. Both men look at me like I'm crazy. It isn't inaccurate, because this is crazy. I'm twenty-two, almost twenty-three, having twins and I'm engaged.

When I finally calm down, Reece takes me home and I go upstairs to take a shower. I step out of the shower and wrap a towel around my hair before getting dressed in yoga pants and a Harley-Davidson shirt. I walk into the bedroom to find Reece sitting on the bed, looking at me.

"Are you ready to talk yet?" He asks.

"About what? I didn't do anything. I had Charlie call you."

"How about the fact that you didn't tell me you were getting sick. I would've come home to take care of you," he says almost growling at me. "How could you be so childish? Do you even care that I was worried?"

His question angers me instantly. "Childish? How was I childish? I went to the doctor. I'm sorry if I didn't call you sooner, but I was too busy puking my brains out and worrying about our pups." I'm yelling now, but I don't care. How dare he think that. His face softens, but it's too late now. I'm beyond angry.

"Baby. I didn't-" he starts to say, but I cut him off.

"Don't. I'm going downstairs. Just leave me alone for a while." I exit the bedroom and head downstairs to the kitchen. I heat up the leftover chili I made from the other night and take a seat at the bar of the kitchen island. The heat from the chili soothes my stomach instantly.

After eating, I venture into the living room to look for a movie to watch. I put The Perks of Being a Wallflower in and hit play. It's towards the end of the movie when I feel someone behind me and the scent of chocolate hits my nose.

Reece.

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Alpha Reece Teller-

After November walks out, I sit on the bed for a while, giving her some time to calm down. She doesn't need to be stressed while she's pregnant. Even more now with the twins.

Shit.

We didn't even get a chance to talk about that. I don't know how November feels about twins, but I'm ecstatic. The more the merrier. I just hope we have a little girl with her mother's vibrant, emerald green eyes. The same eyes that could bring me to my knees.

I sit there for about an hour before heading downstairs. I find November in the living room watching a movie. She tenses when I walk to the back of the couch.

"Are you calm now?"

She's silent for a minute before responding. "I guess," she sighs, pausing the movie.

"I'm sorry for what I said. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings. I just...I was scared that something happened to you. I wasn't there for you and you didn't need me when I did arrive," I explain my anger to her. "You obviously don't need me as much as I need you." She looks up at me and there are tears in her eyes.

"I need you. I don't know what I would do without you and it hurts that you don't understand that." I move over to where she's sitting and take her in my arms as she sobs. Kissing her head, I tell her, "I love you so much and I'm sorry I hurt you, baby. Can you forgive me?"

"Yes," is her muffled reply against my chest. "I need you, Reece."

"I need you, too, baby."

"In more ways than one," she says, lifting her head. Understanding dawns as I bend to pick her up. Her legs wrap around me and I carry her to the nearest surface.

We end up on the kitchen table. I rip off her shirt and pants, leaving her in a bra and panties. She attempts to take my shirt off my broad frame and I help her when she fails. I take off her bra and suckle one of her n*****s into my mouth. I rip her panties at the seam and off while she unbuckles my jeans.

Seconds later, her hands are on my c**k and I groan loudly. Her little hand wrapped around me is like heaven and Christmas rolled into one. This time won't be slow. She's in a hurry and I can't wait.

A minute later, I'm inside her, slamming into her. Her small hands grab my butt, urging me on. I speed up and she comes apart, screaming. Her p***y contracts around me in waves. I grunt as I feel myself let go with her, my face in her neck.

Afterward, I clean her up and carry her back to the couch, still naked. We fall asleep just like that. In the comfort of each other's arms.