Her King

Regina’s POV

Finally, I am now Regina Michaels-King.

Strangely, it is not something which I haven’t imagined. Because somewhere I knew from the moment I had saw him that I am connected to him. I can still clearly remember the sense of completeness that I have experienced when the first time I have met Atlas... I just felt like I am whole.

My cheeks hurt from how much I am smiling, and it seems like nothing can wipe off the smile from my face. I am happy... truly happy.

Atlas has not left my hand even for once, not that I am complaining because I love the feeling of his hand in mine.

I am enjoying our wedding reception and I am glad that everyone who loves us is a part of our memorable moment. However, somewhere I just want to enjoy this moment with him. I am greedy and selfish when it comes to Atlas, I love spending every moment with him. I am enthralled by him, and with each moment I feel my love for him increasing.

I laugh when Felix dances with Nonna, ignoring the girl who was trying to flirt with him. She is Atlas’s business associate’s sister, and from the look on her face, she had set her sight on the youngest King brother. But the poor girl doesn’t know if she isn’t their soul, none of them will give her much or any attention.

Picking up the glass, that is placed in front of me, I am about to take a sip of wine when I stop. My eyes slightly widen in the realization that I still don’t know whether I am pregnant or not. Since I wanted to find it with Atlas and I never got a chance to talk to him, so I took the test the morning and placed it in a box without checking the result.

I guess now it is the right time to see whether we are starting our new journey of life with our little one or not.

Maybe my wish to gift Atlas a family is about to come true.

Biting my lips I glance at Atlas as nervousness seeps into my heart. I don’t know how to approach this topic, I can’t just go like ′Hey, I think I am pregnant... let’s go and check the test which I took earlier and find whether it is positive or not.′

As if sensing my distress Atlas turns to me, and frowns a little.

“Are you okay?” He leans closer, his eyes roam over my face as if checking I am fine or not.

“Umm...” I chew inside of my cheeks and momentarily look around to find everyone busy with themselves, thankfully, no one is paying much to us. “Can we just go inside for a while? I need to talk to you about something really important.”

His face turns serious as he instantly stands up and gently pulls me up with himself.

“Please excuse us, we will be back in a while,” Atlas announces and then turns to Gordon.

“Look after the guests and make sure no one disturbs us.” He orders as he gently guides me back towards the house while placing his hand on my back.

I can feel his anxiousness and worry behind his stoic exterior. Atlas is really possessive and protective, and part of his behavior is due to his beast. I don’t mind his possessiveness at all, because I know it is out of love. He gives me space and trusts my judgment and always listens to me, which I really admire about him.

He locks the door as soon as we enter our room, and places his hands on my shoulders.

“Regina, tell me, what’s wrong?” He looks straight into my eyes, “You know, you can talk to me about anything, without any hesitation.” He gives me a pointed look obviously reading hesitation in my eyes.

Covering my face behind my hands I groan, with a nervous laugh. God, I have never been nervous in my entire life, so why hell I am feeling so damn nervous at this moment. It feels just so unlike me.

“Okay.. okay...” Taking a deep breath, I say to myself.

“Atlas, I love you.” Glancing at Atlas, I blurt out, “And I will always love you, no matter how our lives change this truth will never change.”

His jaws clench and I can feel his beast is just a moment away from surfacing. However, before he can ask what nonsense all this is going on I crash my lips against his.

Instantly, his body relaxes as his arms hold me close. I just want some of his strength, because apart from being anxious I am scared to find out that I am not pregnant and some weird disease is eating me from inside. I don’t want to leave Atlas, I can die for him but I would prefer living with him and for him.

Inhaling his scent, I hide my face in his chest as his warmth surrounding me calms me down.

“There is a box inside the drawer of my bedside table.” I squeeze him tightly once then loosen my hold on him while he keeps holding me, “I want you to go and tell me what is inside that box.”

Leaning away he looks at me, with a questioning gaze.

“Atlas, it can be yours...” Smiling, I shake my head because it will not only be his gift, “It can be our wedding gift.”

“So, go and see what it says.” Untangling my arms from around him, I gently nudge him towards the bed.

“I don’t need any gift.” He refuses to budge and tries to hold me again, “I have got you, that’s all I want.”

“Trust me, Atlas, you will want this gift.” Nodding my head, I lightly laugh because I know he will be thrilled to get this gift.

What if it comes negative?

My subconscious questions me.

Then we will get to work to make sure it comes positive next time. I smirk to myself getting back my confidence which I was missing just a few moments ago.

Atlas arches an eyebrow noticing the sudden change in my attitude to which I just shrug.

Shaking his head at me, he walks to the bed as I wrap my arms around myself waiting to find out the result.

Opening the drawer, he takes out the box and looks at me then carefully he opens the lid of the box.

Confusion spreads over his face, while I bite my lip in anticipation.

He lifts his gaze to me, as golden rings appear in his eyes. Even before I can blink, I find myself in caged his arms.

“Is this true?” He locks his eyes with me.

“What does it say?” I breathe.

He raises the pregnancy test which clearly shows pregnant on the little digital screen.

I start smiling widely while tears flow out of my eyes, which I don’t even know I was holding back.

“Yes, I guess we are starting this journey as a family of three.” Nodding my head, I glance at my stomach, my heart already overwhelming with love for my little bundle of joy.

“Our child.” He places his hand over my stomach and spreads his fingers as if he is trying to feel the baby that is growing inside me. “You will always be loved and protected, my child.” His words hold promise while his gaze is already filled with affection for our unborn child.

“My Queen.” Atlas shifts into his beast, as he gazes at me lovingly, “Thank you, Regina, thank you so much for giving us this gift.”

Cupping my face in his palms, he kisses me with so much love that it makes my heart ache beautifully. I return his kiss with the same ferocity and eagerness wanting to open my heart to show him how much love it carries inside for him.

"I love you, Regina." He rests his head against my forehead, "You have given me everything which I have ever wished for."

My eyes shine with tears because I feel the same. All my dreams have manifested into reality, because of him. He is my partner, my love, and my King.