Elena’s POV
The sight of Damien choosing to remain at the house all day caught completely off guard. I had anticipated he would be eager to return to his pack duties, but instead, his attention stayed fixed on Caleb and . This unexpected behavior left wondering if all Alphas acted this way when they welcod a new baby into their lives. I honestly had no idea what was typical.
Our evening al took place with Caleb sleeping peacefully in his bassinet positioned right beside our table. Afterward, Damien took charge of the baby, allowing the luxury of a hot shower and ti to prepare for bed. The gesture felt surprisingly natural, as if we had been sharing these dostic monts for years rather than days.
When feeding ti arrived, Damien graciously stepped away to give privacy, though not before placing another gentle kiss on my forehead. The sweet gesture made my heart flutter. Truth be told, his presence during feeding sessions wouldn’t have bothered in the slightest. The baby’s head would block any view anyway, but I appreciated his thoughtfulness and respect for my comfort.
Once Caleb drifted off to sleep, I carefully placed him in the bassinet next to my bed and collapsed onto the mattress. Exhaustion claid almost imdiately, pulling into deep sleep.
The sound of Caleb’s cries jolted awake three hours later. I stumbled out of bed and began changing his diaper, my movents still clumsy from sleep.
"Everything okay in there?" Damien’s voice ca from my doorway, concern evident in his tone.
"Just the usual diaper change and feeding routine," I replied, not looking up from my task.
"Makes sense. Wolf cubs have big appetites," he said, stepping into the room to peer down at Caleb.
I watched Damien’s expression as he gazed at the baby, and sothing powerful stirred in my chest. Pride radiated from his features as he looked at Caleb with the unmistakable adoration of a father. The intensity of his affection for a child who wasn’t biologically his left speechless. This wasn’t what I had expected from him at all.
"I’ll give you so space," Damien said, beginning to retreat toward the door.
"Damien, wait," I called out softly.
He paused, turning back to face . "Yeah?"
"You don’t have to leave if you’d rather stay," I offered, surprised by my own boldness.
"Really?" His eyebrows lifted in question.
"I an it. You can stay here if you want to," I confird.
"You’re absolutely certain?" he pressed, searching my face.
"Completely certain," I assured him.
I settled onto the bed with Caleb, beginning his feeding while Damien stretched out beside . Initially, I worried he might feel awkward being in my personal space, but he appeared remarkably relaxed. His comfort in my room felt as natural as breathing.
After Caleb finished nursing, I gently returned him to his bassinet and lay back down. Damien remained awake beside , his presence both comforting and electric.
"Is breastfeeding painful?" he asked quietly, breaking the comfortable silence.
"Not painful, exactly. Just an odd sensation I’m still adjusting to," I explained, then noticed his intense stare. "What’s on your mind? I can tell there’s sothing you want to ask ."
"When you first arrived here, did you already know we were mates?" His question hung heavy in the air between us.
I considered his words carefully before responding. "I felt the sa thing you did, I think. That magnetic pull drawing to you. I knew instinctively that you would keep safe, that this place was where I belonged. The attraction started the mont I laid eyes on you, even while I was still bound to that bastard. Coming here just made everything clearer, though the pregnancy complicated my ability to process those feelings. That’s why I suggested returning to Marcus. I convinced myself you wouldn’t want another man’s child disrupting your life."
"That’s ridiculous," Damien said firmly. "I already love Caleb like he’s my own flesh and blood. Never question that again."
"I won’t," I whispered, warmth spreading through my chest at his declaration.
His hand reached out to brush stray hair from my face, and the contact sent familiar sparks dancing across my skin. The simple touch ignited sothing deep within that had been dormant since Caleb’s birth.
He shifted his palm to cup my cheek while his eyes searched mine with an intensity that made my breath catch. The air between us crackled with unspoken desire.
Unable to resist any longer, I slowly leaned forward until our lips t in a kiss that felt like coming ho. He imdiately moved closer, his free hand sliding around my waist to pull against him, deepening our connection while refusing to let retreat.
A low moan escaped him, and he reluctantly broke away from my lips.
"The doctor was pretty clear about the sex restriction," he reminded , his voice rough with want.
"I rember every word she said. And I’m getting more eager by the day for that restriction to be lifted," I admitted, my cheeks flushing at my own honesty.
"Trust , you’re not alone in that feeling," he replied, his smirk making my pulse quicken.
"I can definitely tell," I said, and he chuckled before stealing another quick kiss.
He rolled onto his back and drew close so my head rested against his chest while our legs intertwined naturally. The steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath my ear created the perfect lullaby, and I felt completely safe wrapped in his arms.
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