Chapter Nine

*Emily's POV*

I am still in shock on how Zack found me. Braxton has been on high alert and has wolves posted outside of our home to keep me safe. I have hidden the shirt I got about us expecting a pup. I want our news to be shared at a happy time and not in a time when me being pregnant would just give Braxton even more pressure to keep us safe. I am planning to tell him on our wedding night. We still have 2 weeks before the wedding. It has been a week since the phone call from Zack. I have not received any more calls from him. I have felt isolated because Braxton has either been searching for Zack or staying posted outside with the other wolves watching over me. He will not even let me out of the house to go have dinner with my parents. He has been trying to get me to agree to postpone the wedding, but I refuse. With a pup on the way I do not want to postpone our wedding. Tonight, I am determined to have a stay at home dinner and go over some last details of our wedding.

Picking up my phone I dial Braxton's number. He picks up on the first ring. "Everything okay babe?"

"Yes. Can I not call you without there being something wrong?" I say gruffly back.

"Sorry. I am on edge. We have not been able to trace that call or find him at all. It’s not helping that we keep seeing rouge wolves on our territory and catching wolf scents around our home that we don't know."

"I know you are worried baby. Would you mind taking a break tonight to spend time with your bride to be? I was thinking dinner and going over some last details about our wedding?"

There is a moment of silence before he speaks again. "I have been a horrible mate, haven't I? I have been gone all day and almost all night leaving you alone. Of course, I will put things on hold to spend time with you tonight. I cannot wait. I will see you in a bit. I love you."

"Thank you, baby. I love you too!" I squeal into the phone.

After hanging up the phone I start to think about the plans for tonight. 'What to do for dinner?'. I start looking through the fridge and find that we have some steaks. 'Perfect!' I think. Potatoes go great with steaks, but we have none and I cannot exactly leave the house right now. I continue searching through our kitchen and find some broccoli and corn on the cob. This will have to do. Next on my list I want to find something to wear. Lately I have not even been getting out of my pajamas. What is the point if I do not even leave the house? I decide on tight skinny blue jeans that show off my ass and a light blue lacy tank top that accentuates my breasts. I pull the ponytail out of my hair and brush through my hair letting it fall loosely around my neck and down my back. I throw on some light make up and put some silver hoop earring on. I cannot wait for him get home now.

About 2 hours later Braxton comes walking through the front door. "Honey, I'm home."

"I'm in the kitchen!" I yell back.

He comes into the kitchen and swoops down to place kisses along my neck. "Mmmm. If you keep this up, I will burn the steaks and forget all about dinner." I say to him.

"I really don't mind ordering pizza at that point." He laughs.

"I want steaks" I say to him while pouting.

He reluctantly let us go of me and smacks my ass. "Fine. Have it your way."

While continuing to make dinner Braxton cannot help himself by playing with my hair and occasionally planting kisses on my lips and neck. I already know where this will be heading after dinner. I hope we even make it to wedding planning. I finish making dinner and set the table. Before I can sit down Braxton swoops me up and sets me on the kitchen counter.

"I think we should have sex in the kitchen, before we set down for dinner." He says while planting kisses along my jawline.

"I think that sounds like an amazing idea." I say back to him.

Braxton lets out a low growl before tearing his shirt off and lifting mine above my head. He picks me up against him so I can slip my jeans and underwear off before placing me back on the counter. I unbutton his jeans and slip them off. I trail kisses down his neck while slipping off his boxers. He is already hard and ready. He pulls me closer while positioning himself. He grinds against me just teasing me.

"Please Braxton." I say breathlessly.

That is all he was waiting for. He thrusts into me. I can feel every inch of him enter me. My juices coating him as he thrusts in and out. "Baby you are so wet." He says into my ear.

Grabbing him by his hair I bring his lips to mine. "Make me cum. Please Braxton."

"I love it when you use my name like that." He says huskily.

I can feel myself building inside. With every thrust he is bringing me closer to orgasm. He can make things in me feel alive that I did not even know were there. I run my nails down his back-leaving scratches in their wake. He is only a few thrusts away from taking me over the edge. I can hear his breathing becoming uneven, letting me know he is close to letting go. I lean my head back as I reach my breaking point. I scream out Braxton's name as I find my release. Seconds later Braxton follows moaning as he spills himself inside of me.

"Oh, how I have missed that." He says as he helps me off the counter.

"Me too. Now it is time for dinner. I am starving." I say as I smile at him.

After dinner we sit down on the couch together to go over the details on our wedding. Everything is pretty much set up, but we had to finalize flowers, seating arrangements, and music. We settle down after and decide to watch a movie. I end up falling asleep in Braxton's arms on the couch. I needed tonight and I am so glad that we were able to come together.