Long Awaited Mate Is A Baby novel Chapter 2

I walk towards Allie, desperate to calm her, But the second I try, Peter steps in front of me and growls.

"Get away from my daughter," he commands.

"She's mine!" My wolf growls.

"I don't have any bad intentions, Peter. I just don't want to see her cry,"

Peter's scowl deepens.

"Peter, please. She'll cry all night," Lucy begs.

Finally, Peter gives in.

"Fine," he grumbles. "But just until she goes to sleep. Then she's going home. With her parents,"

I almost don't even hear th last part Beacause I'm too focused on Allie. My mate who's still reaching for me with her little tiny hands.

Lucy hands her over to me and I reach for her as she reaches for me.

I grab a hold of her and cradle her to my chest like the first time, letting it calm her and me.

Her little baby face is perfect.

She has gorgeous blue eyes and the prettiest caramel peach fuzz on her head. And her tiny little pink lips are curled in a small, directed towards me.

"Hi, baby girl," I coo at Allie.

She smiles even wider at me.

"Aren't you a special baby girl?" I say when she smiles and grips onto my shirt.

"Yes, I think you are," I say.

She takes both of her pale tiny hands and grabs on to the sleeve of my shirt with a death grip. I can see her little knuckles going even whiter from the effort.

"She likes us too," my wolf beams.

"I know," I agree with him.

Allie keeps on smiling at me and I lean over to kiss her soft baby forehead that still smells like vanilla and mint.

"My pretty baby girl," I whisper.

She smiles at me again and to my amazement, giggles. She actually laughs. Sure, just a little baby sound, but who cares? She laughed. And I caused it.

"Allie, my baby girl," I coo. "You are a special thing."

Kaden's POV

Today my special little mate turns one month old. Though it's just a number. She's already way ahead in development, though she still looks like a one month old.

My parents, a few members of the pack, and I are all headed over to the Brooke's house for Allie's little party. Her parents didn't think she needed one, but I insisted.

When we get to the house I'm practically jumping with excitement. I haven't been able to see Allie in three days. Even though my parents are fine with the whole mate situation, Allie's parents aren't.

Well, her dad isn't. Lucy doesn't mind, but Peter is adamant on keeping his daughter away from me. He thinks that by the time she's my age, I'll be too old. But I know something he doesn't

Something that will make him like me a little more.

And I plan on telling him today.

When my beta, John, finally stops the car I'm the first one out.

I bolt to the door, speeding through the yard that's covered in pastel pink flowers. (Allie's mom likes to garden)

I knock loudly on the door and shifts on my feet, anxious to see my mate again. Its been too long.

The door finally opens showing Lucy holding a squirming Allie in her arms. The second she sees me she reaches.

My heart melts as I take her from her mother.

"Here," I say, ripping all the paper off. "I got it," I pull everything off the package revealing a pink baby teether.

Allie coos and reaches for it.

I take the packaging off and hand it to her.

She sticks it in her mouth and chews right away.

After ten or more presents, everyone is ready to leave. But I still need to talk to Peter. I can't leave until I do.

"Lucy," I call. She turns her head towards me. "Do you think you could hold Allie for a minute? I need to talk to Peter,"

"Of course, Kaden," She reaches for Allie and takes her from my arms.

Allie starts to whimper right away and her eyes scan through the people frantically, searching for me.

When they do, she reaches out towards me and starts to cry.

I go over to her and kiss he forehead softly. "I'll be right back, baby," I assure her. She quiets down a little. "Just stay with Momma for a minute, okay?"

Allie stops crying, seeming to understand my words. She still shouldn't be able to do that, but of course being the special girl she is, she can.

Leaving Allie with Lucy I walk out of the room and into the kitchen where Peter is sitting.

"Mind if I talk to you for a minute?" I ask.

He nods. "Of course, Kaden."

He motions for me to sit down, and I do, preparing myself for the news I must share with him.

"What's on your mind?" Peter asks.

I swallow hard, hesitating. But I have to tell him this. He deserves to know.