Long Awaited Mate Is A Baby novel Chapter 33

When I reach her house, Allie is knocked out cold. And not wanting to disrupt her sleep that could be helping her, I gently lift her into my arms and walk her into her house.

All the lights are off except for the living room ones, and Peter seems to be the only one home.

"Where's Lucy?" I whisper.

Peter shrugs. "Not sure. She didn't tell me,"

How strange.

"Was she upset?" I ask. "Over Micah, I mean,"

"I don't know. She didn't really have any reaction. I don't guess she was,"

I nod, starting to walk away and into Allie's room.

"Are you staying with her?" Peter questions, motioning to Allie's sleeping form.

"No. I have pack stuff to handle, and things to catch up on. I can't,"

He nods. "Well have a good night then. I'm going to bed," He cuts the light off and walks down the hall, closing his bedroom door behind him.

I continue on my way to Allie's room, kicking her door open softly with my foot. I don't bother cutting any lights on since I can see just fine without them.

I carefully place Allie on her bed- that is now too small for her since she's grown- and wrap the blankets around her, tucking them under her bare feet.

I kiss her forehead softly and start to walk away from her, out of the room. But I barely make it two steps before my mate is calling me.

"Kaden," she murmurs half- conscious.

I'm by her side in half a second. "Yes, baby? Are you okay?"

She groans and rubs her eyes with her fist. "Are you leaving?" she mumbles.

"Yeah," I admit softly. "I have to. I have pack work to do,"

Allie frowns as her eyes flutter open. "Can't you stay, please?" she begs, trying to make her voice sound younger than she is to persuade me.

I groan. "I can't, baby. I'm really behind on pack work. I have to catch up,"

She shakes her head. "I'll just burrow my mom's. We should be about the same size,"

I nod, following behind her as she walks out of her room and to a shoe rack in the house foyer. She grabs the first shoes she sees and I make a mental note to take her shopping something soon that way she'll have clothes and shoes of her own that will fit her properly.

She slips the shoes on and rushes to the kitchen to write a note for Peter before hurrying back to me.

We walk back out to my car and I think to myself how much time I could have saved if I didn't come here at all. But it's too late now.

We reach my house in less than ten minutes, and Allie sleeps the whole way. I carry her up to my office and place her on the couch, slipping the blanket over her. She doesn't so much as twitch.

I walk to my desk and start shuffling through news letters and reports on new pups before I hear a soft rustling from the front of the room.

My eyes shoot up to notice Allie getting off of the couch and walking over to me, the blanket still around her and her eyes half closed.

She climbs over the arm of my chair and settles into my lap, curling up into a small ball before closing her eyes again. She keeps her head rested against the crook of my shoulder.

I lightly kiss the side of her head, making sure she's asleep, before turning back to the papers in front of me.

Somewhere in the night I end of falling asleep, Allie still on my lap. I wake when the light shines through my open window and when my phone rings loudly.