Chapter 25- Twenty-Five - Felix's Point Of View.
25- Twenty-Five - Felix's Point Of View.
A few weeks after finding out about my new live-in womb-mate ( the Baby ) we were finally moving stuff into the new city. Dakota had pushed himself to the point of just about dropping a few times and refused to let me help at all. My job was to watch Wyatt and stay relaxed. Diego was being hard on Leno. Dakota had forced them into the same home. It had been my idea to help push them together. They'd been fighting over the things that Diego thought Leno had that were useless and shouldn't be moved over and leftover at the old packhouse, which was being used as storage. All of the pack members had agreed to move over to the new city. They all got there own homes which they all were so grateful for.
I sat on the couch in the Alpha home watching Wyatt play with some large plastic toys. I could hear Dakota yelling at Diego who was yelling back. Both of them had little to no sleep and were cranky. I picked up Wyatt who was far from happy I removed his from his toys. Dakota walked threw the door with a yelling Diego and a bruised faced Leno
I cleared my throat and they all looked at me.
"No yelling there is a child present and what in Luna's name happened to Leno's face?"
Leno spoke quietly.
"I thought bringing my collection of blankets from my mother was important but clearly it wasn't, Diego grabbed the box and I pulled it and he let go and wack.”
"Really. Hmmm."
I set Wyatt back with his toys and turned towards the disagreeing couple.
"Listen and listen well. You are allowed to bring whatever you would like into your home. Diego won't say another word about anything to do with your stuff unless he wants to get in trouble, Furthermore, keep up your shit Diego and you might be next to him in bed.”
Diego didn't hide he detest of that idea. He grabbed Leno by the jacket and drug him back out into the cold. Dakota wrapped his arms around me and spoke against my ear.
* Mmmm, I love it when you get all bossy."
"Is that all our stuff?"
"yes, the only thing not here is my desk, but I can wait for it. * Dakota said chuckling.
I smiled at the thought of spending a bit more time with Dakota. He played with Wyatt for a bit before he went to put some of our boxes of things away. My father was offered to live with us and denied but chose the house beside us. Dakota brought Wyatt to see my dad this morning and he was so very happy with the little wolf. With Christmas only three months away that meant the alpha summit would be soon and I could attend with Dakota. The thought of seeing Fallon made me excited. Fallon and I had kept in contact.
My stomach rolled alerting me to the coming release of my breakfast. I mind linked Dakota to hurry and watch Wyatt because my wombie ( the Baby) didn't like the breakfast we had anymore. I darted off to the main floor bathroom and did my business. I didn't enjoy being pregnant. It wasn't all glowing skin and tiny kicks. It was horrible heartburn and 24-hour vomiting. Lord forbid when the tiny creature learned how to move its legs. I smelt food the moment I left the bathroom and my belly grumbled. My nose leads me towards the kitchen where Dakota was feeding Wyatt chucks of chicken nuggets. I saw two plates with chicken nuggets on the counter and I knew my plate from Dakotas because it had expensively imported Ranch dressing. My sweet desire.
I hunted the nuggets from the other side of the room like a starved animal. Dakota tried not to laugh but eventually did which made the little monster in his highchair laugh and giggle. I smiled as I shoved ranch covered chicken into my mouth. Dakota pulled out his phone and snapped a photo of me. I looked at him confused, chicken nugget hanging out of my mouth.
"I'm taking photos for a thing I'm making," he said looking at the floor. "Oh, really, I want to see when it's done of course,” I said, devouring more nuggets.