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**Valenzano POV:**
If it's not one thing it's a fucking another. Who the hell would want to sabotage a baby shower? If Cleo finds out she will be stressed, then the pups will be stress, I am going to nip this shit in the bulb. Whoever is responsible with be executed publicly as an example to not fuck with what's mine.
I walk into our room thank Goddess Cleo is still asleep. I love the fact that she sleeps naked. She said it hot in the room even with the air conditioner on. Just looking at her makes my heart swell with pride. I will destroy the world if that's what it took to keep her and the pups safe.
"Val baby, I am hungry", she says as she wakes up.
"What will you like to eat my love", I said in a soft tone.
"Can we go out for breakfast? How about that café you took me to when we first meet, I liked the food there”, she said not looking at me. But I can tell she is smiling.
"Okay sure I get you something to wear", I said happily.
I chose her usual a dress with leggings, and since there is snow outside. I made her wear her boots. The drive to the café was a quiet one, she was looking out the window while I rubbed her belly. The pups are strong especially my little Alpha in there.
When we got to the café it looks beautiful, there are igloos outside of it. The igloos are decorated with backyard lights, heated with orchids inside, there is a table and a couch. Cleo is in aww, we ask the waitress of one of the igloos and order our food.
"How did everyone take the news about the reburial?", shew asked.
"My mother was pissed off; she has her reasons to be", I say as I stuff her mouth with bacon.
"And what of your father and West?", she asked with her mouth full of food.
"My father seems to be proud he has his reasons for it. As for West, he is confused about the whole thing?", I said pushing some toast in her mouth.
"Well I for one am happy, you and Avaya a finally close a horrible chapter in your lives", she said blocking my had from putting more food in her mouth.
Cleo is so understanding. No wonder the moon goddess put us together. A she wolf would be extremely pissed off I am even mentioning Avaya after all she have done. Cleo just wants everyone to live in peace. She is the yin to my yang. The light to my darkness. The day to my night.
On the drive home, Cleo went to sleep, five minutes before we arrived back home her stomach growled telling me the pups are hungry again. I mind-linked the new kitchen staff and told them to prepare Belgium waffles, maple glazed bacon, scrambled eggs with mushrooms, and add shredded lamb to the eggs, and of course fresh-squeezed orange juice. As soon as I pulled up West's mind linked me and said the igloo is finished. And now he has to get one for Jazz. I picked Cleo up and took her into the house to get to the igloo.
"Val, I don't want to go inside. I am hungry can we get something to eat?", she asks in a sleepy voice.
"We are going to eat my love; I can't let you and our pups go hungry can I", I said than kissed her forehead.
"YOUR pups are going to make me fat. We just ate an hour ago", she said annoyed.
" You can never be fat in my eyes. And OUR pups need as many nutrients as possible", I said walking with her in my arm out the back door.
"Oh, my Val. When did you have time to get this done, we just left the café?", she asked as she saw the igloo in the garden.
Cleo think she is getting fat. But id I had my way she would be bigger. She actually looks small for her to be carrying three Alpha pups. I have only mentioned it to her once and she almost bit my head off. She said that humans carry babies differently from wolves. And that it is easier for she wolves to lose the baby weight if they gain any. I like her round. Eveything right now is round on her. Her ass, stomach, and breast. I want her like this always. She have never been more sexy.
“Oh,my goddess these chocolate and Peanut butter cover pickle hit the spot", she said moaning.
“Gross, I wonder which one of the pups are making you crave that stuff”, I said shaking my head stuffing a macaron in my mouth.
“I think it is all three. Here you should try some”, she said trying to push the pickle in my mouth.
“No, I am good. You have at it babe”, I said moving my face away from the pickle.
“No, I am good. You have at it babe”, I said moving my face away from the pickle.
“Yes, have some”, she ordered me in her Alpha tone.
I gave in and bit into the nastiest food I have ever eaten. Cleo is looking at me waiting for a response. Now is the time for my acting skills to show up. I moaned and told her she was right it is good.
“See I told you. Now try it with caramel”, she said. And oh, fuck I feel like I am going to throw up.
“I'm good babe. Those are your snack I don’t want to eat them all”, I said using a napkin to wipe my mouth as I take the pickle out of it.
I watch trying not to vomit. Cleo is pouring caramel on the chocolate peanut butter covered garlic pickle. Yeah, just let that sink in. And she eats that shit every day. I have a feeling when she have the pups, she is going to hate pickles, chocolate, and peanut butter.
The snow is getting deep. Soon it will be time for a pack run. We run as a pack every time the seasons change. This will be the first time Cleo runs with us. Well, she won't be running. She will be on my back. I look over at her and she took off her boots and tights. Cleo is about to strip in this damn igloo.
“Babe, you are not going to take your clothes off in here”, I said.
“It's hot in here", she said with a whine.
“Okay, I will turn down the heat in here. But as soon as you feel a chill you need to put your tights and boots back on”, I said.
“Deal, now can I have one of your macarons”, she said with a smile.
“Sure, have at it", I said passing her the tray of macarons.
“Oh, my goodness these macarons tase good with pickle juice”, she said.
I am about to vomit. My and Vintage stomach is not strong enough for this shit. We continued to eat. Then I heard a howl that didn't come from me nor anyone in my pack. I looked around and saw there were about six rogues surrounding the igloo.
How the fuck are they getting on my pack land? I don’t want Cleo to witness the death that is about to happen. It might cause her post traumatic stress disorder to show up. But at this point I can’t care. I need to protect her and the pups.
“Someone is going to die. For interrupting my pickle feast”, Cleo said. If I wasn’t on high alert, I would be laughing now. She was putting pickle juice on everything.
“Someone is going to die. For interrupting my pickle feast”, Cleo said. If I wasn’t on high alert, I would be laughing now. She was putting pickle juice on everything.
A part of me is glad she was interrupted. Watching her eat more of that shit was going to make me vomit for sure. But I am madd as hell that rogues goton to my pack lands again. I swear I might end up executing everyone that is on patrol right now.
"Look what we have here. Seems like we will be wiping out the Alphas family”, One of the rogues said. He will be the first to die.
“Look, I don’t know who you are. But I was enjoying my garlic pickle dipped in chocolate, peanut butter, and caramel. You don’t mess with a preganet woman and her pickles”, Cleo said annoyed.
“Ewww, gross you let your mate eat shit like that”, the same rogue said.
“It is not gross. And just for that before you die I am going to prove you wrong”, she said angerly.
I looked at Cleo and she just rolled her eye, put on her boots, and grabbed two steak knives. She pissed off she was interrupted eating her nasty snack. If wasn't pissed off I would have thought she was cute ready to protect our pups. I howled alerting everyone in my pack there is danger. Then I shifted and let Vintage take control.
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