"You're... pregnant." Dr Lonas exclaimed, giving me a big smile.

My throat tightened as I stared at her with shock. I was pregnant? I was pregnant! Realisation sunk in and happy tears ran down my cheeks.

"Congratulations!" She smiled, quickly wiping the gel off my stomach. "I'll let you two be alone."

As the door closed, Zander pulled me into his lap. Kisses attacked my face and I couldn't stop the laughter from escaping me.

"You're having my pups," He cheesed, rubbing his hand over my stomach.

"Pup, not pups." I corrected him with a grin.

"There'll be more to come." He concluded, giving me one of his famous smirks.

"You wish." I giggled, watching his green eyes carefully. They looked different: brighter.

"I wish? Don't act like you don't love the Alpha's dick." He joked, winking at me.

My cheeks burned, "Zander!" I mumbled, slapping his arm. "Be quiet."

His melodic chuckle echoed around the room as he pulled me closer. "I'm kidding baby," He started, carresing my cheek. "I'm so happy."

Smiling, I pressed my lips against his. Our lips moved against eachother in sync, casting electrical shocks through my body.

Pulling away, he lifted me into his arms as he stood up. "Are we keeping this a secret?" He asked me, pausing as he walked towards the door.

"No," I replied, wondering what he was up to as he almost ran to the centre of the pack house. When we reached the living room, that was filled with many pack members, he stopped.

"I'm gonna be a dad!" He shouted, spinning me around.

It was silent for a second as they took in what their Alpha had said, however celebrational cheers chanted around the room soon after.

"What's all this noise about?" A familiar voice demanded, strolling into the room with a small group.

Grinning, I rushed out of Zander's arms and towards his Mother, Phoebe.

"I'm pregnant!" I squealed happily, feeling even happier as she pulled me into her arms excitedly. One parent happy, only three more to go.

Strong arms pulled me out of her grip and into the all too familiar torso of my mate. I leaned into his warmth, grinning as he hugged me from behind.

"Congrats, I'm proud of you son." Zander's dad, Ashton, congratulated before patting his son on the back and giving me a kiss on the cheek.

A small blush raided my cheeks and I looked away, ignoring Ashton's chuckles. Zander's dad was a total DILF... I had no idea how Phoebe handled him, honestly.

Zander growled behind me playfully, nipping at my neck. "Stop listening to my thoughts!" I whispered to him, elbowing his abs.

"Stop saying my dad's a DILF, then." He laughed into my ear.

I didn't have time to respond as I felt something touch my stomach. Looking down, I watched Logan amuesedly. His hands were resting on my belly and he was whispering to it.

"Don't worry, when your daddy refuses to give you sweets, Uncle Logan will. Uncle Lawson isn't as cool though... So, I'll be your favourite." He continued thoughtfully, acting as if the baby was in front of him.

"Logan what are you doing?" Lawson asked, walking in the room, standing behind his brother.

"What does it look like?" Logan started, quirking a brow at his twin. "You can clearly see I'm talking to my neice or nephew."

Lawson's eyes widened as he looked at me. "You're pregnant?" He questioned, a smile crawling onto his face.

Nodding, I opened my arms, waiting for his hug. Chuckling, he walked forwards, wrapping his arms around me in a brotherly bear hug. "Congrats, sis." He murmered, making me loose control of my smile. The twins started calling me 'sis' a few weeks ago and it never failed to warm my heart.

"Uh, not to ruin the moment but I am in a very awkward position right now." Logan interrupted, gaining our attention.

Laughing, I pulled away from Lawson's arms as I realised what he was talking about. His head had been stuck just above Lawson and I's crotch.

"I need pherapy." He muttered, standing up with a disgusted look on his face. "If you weren't preggo, I would totally get the gang to tickle you." Logan threatened, pointing his finger at me.

"You can't tickle me for nine months!" I teased, sticking my tongue out at him childishly.

"Wanna bet?" He smirked, walking towards me.

"Touch me and I'll chop your hand off." I warned, scurrying behind Zander.

"Hey, at least you didn't threaten my ball-" He started.

I cut him off. "And your balls!" I quickly added, knowing he wouldn't come close if his crown jewels were threatened.

"Fine! Don't cut off my babies!" Logan exclaimed dramatically, covering his crotch with his hands.

"Luna, what does pregnant mean?" A little voice asked suddenly.

Turning around, I found Jake looking at me confuesedly. "It means she has a baby in her tummy." Zander answered for me, as I watched his eyes grow wide.

"There's a baby in there?" He questioned, pointing a finger at my stomach. "How?"

"Uh..." I hesitated, looking at Zander. What do parents tell their kids? An idea popped in my head and I decided to use it.

"Well... Zander and I wanted a baby, so we ordered a special sweet." I started. "We both gave it a kiss and I had to swallow it, and now it grows in my belly and comes out when it's ready."

"Oh." He stated, walking closer to me. Slowly, his ear leaned against my belly. "Hello? Is there a baby in there?" He said.

Laughter bounced around our small group and Jake looked up at me doubtfully. "Iris, the baby doesn't talk!" He exclaimed.

"The baby can't talk until it gets bigger, like you." I assured him with a little laugh.

"Oh." He repeated. "Can you tell it to play with me when it's bigger, Luna?" He asked.

"Sure, baby." I smile. That boy was too adorable.

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"I didn't think it was possible, but I love you now more than ever." Zander mumbled as he brushed hair from my face.

After telling the pack of our news, we'd escaped to our room as I was tired. I'd say I sleep too much, but that would be a lie. Sleep was my kind of heaven. As well as my favourite movie. I hadn't watched The Notebook in a while...

"Are you seriously thinking about The Notebook as I confess my feelings to you?" Zander questioned rhetorically, a knowing smile lining his features.

"...No," I responded weakly, knowing he'd caught me.

"You know, one day I'm gonna build you a bloody house so your fantasies can come true." He smirked, "All you had to say was you wanted to do the dirty in a run down house and we could-"

He was cut off by his own laughter as I gasped and slapped at him. "Stop, stop." He chuckled, pinning my arms above my head to stop them from hitting him.

His lips touched mine in a soft gesture before he rolled off the bed. "The Notebook it is." He sighed playfully, giving me a sly wink.

He moaned about it, but I knew he secretly loved getting romance tips from the movie.

...I was still waiting for him to build me a house, though.

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