8 Chapter 8: (2/2)

Though I was only met with the disgusted look and horrified expression she gave me at the feeling of a mate bond.

I was so hurt back then but determined to get into her good graces with a little pampering of my magic and cooking. Though she hated it and never admitted to loving the meals I mysteriously dropped off.

She never knew they were from me, but she'd enjoy them after a long day of hunting for something to satisfy her needs.

I was glad that she enjoyed the meals I made because that meant I had something that she'd cherish. That and because I was worried that she'd only eat if someone had constantly reminded her.

She'd never eaten before the daily meals I'd sent her before.

She's a bit stubborn at times and refuses her needs. Thankfully I am skilled at cooking more than magic sometimes.

But when I tried showing her some flashy magic that a few mages taught me, she nearly attacked me since she thought that I was attacking her.

Thankfully I have strong defense magic on hand that prevented her from actually harming me.

Now that I knew her past... It all made sense.

Why she hates mages.

Why she despised me.

Why she kept to herself at all times.

To think that my mate would be a simple girl.

I smiled down at my sleeping mate, her cheeks swollen in from not eating these past few weeks. Her gorgeous red lips taunting me to get a taste but I refused to take such a luxury from her.

High Priestess Dawn and Faye spoke to each other though I tuned them out and continued staring down at my lovely, yet stubborn mate. My hand wrapped around one of her as I leaned my face into her stomach.

Sparks roamed around us when my smile widened, the soft fabric of the dress on her causing me to grow more exhausted with every moment. I knew my exhaustion was because of the blood transfer but I'd give her all my blood if I knew she was going to be okay.

With that final thought, I felt myself dozing off on her lap. The feeling of her underneath me something my mind would always cherish for forever.

〰 Nava 〰

〰 Flashback 〰

'Don't be such a baby.' I laugh at Barack as he pouted with Lily at the kitchen table. He glanced over at me with an underlying smile but continued to pout like Lily.

'We want cake, babe.' Barack informs when Lily gave him a swift nod of approval. I laughed to myself, a large grin rising on my cheeks.

'It's too late! It is ten o'clock already and Lily has school in the morning. We're already letting her stay up later than usual but giving her a sugar rush as well? It's not very smart of you, Barack.' I point out as he stood up from our small dining room table and walked over to me.

'Come on. Just a small piece and then I'll take her upstairs. I'll read to her until she's tired, okay?' He softly kissed my shoulder, wrapping his arms around my stomach. 'Just wait for our little boy to be just as stubborn as Lily.' Barack says making me laugh and pat his hands.

'Boy? What makes you think we're gonna have a boy this time?' I question, untangling myself from his lovely hold and reaching into the fridge for the cake we had yesterday.

'I have a feeling.' He simply says while taking the cake from me and setting it on the counter.

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'You said that last time, honey.' I remind him as he snickered and called Lily to us. Her excitement was bubbling when she ran over to us and jumped on the counter to see the cake.

'Oh come on. I was close enough.' He jokes making me burst in laughter.

'We had a girl. How was that close enough to a boy?' I question his playfulness, Lily not listening to our conversation at all.

'I had a fifty-fifty chance. Go eat that at the table, Lily.' Barack handed the joyful girl a plate with a small piece. Lily rushed over to the table, eager to have her slice when I shook my head at him with a smile.

'Well, you aren't the only one who thinks we're having a boy. I have a hunch as well.' I admit to him as he placed the cake in the fridge and gave me a glorious smile.

'I knew it!' He yelled loudly, not caring that the neighbors will get mad at us.

'I don't know for a fact, Barack! We could have another baby girl too.' I said quickly not wanting to get his hopes up, but I knew he wanted a son more than anything.

'Oh, babe. I'm happy with any gender. Having a child with you is better than anything. Whether the kid is a girl, boy, gay, or straight. I don't care. As long as it's with you, I'm happy with anything.' Barack says sweetly, pressing his lips on mine.

'Ew! Gross.' Lily gags at the sight making both of us laugh like high school kids again. I patted his face with a carefree grin while leaning away and rubbing my tiny baby b.u.mp.

'You've got a story to tell, hon. Better hurry up before I go to sleep or nothing will happen.' I wink, the action causing him to growl and throw Lily over his shoulder.

'Storytime!' He hollers, forgetting we lived in an apartment once again. I pressed a kiss to Lily's head before going to the table to put away her dish.

A smile played on my lips before I felt myself disappearing from the apartment and back into the real world.

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