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Post by Evangeline Dubois on May 30, 2011 23:03:18 GMT -6
She smiled softly and nodded her head as she picked up a towel and patted it over her skin softly. "That, cheri, sounds like an excellent plan." She said softly as she gave him a soft smile. She laid the towel down for him to use before she went to their bedroom. She pulled one of the bags onto the bed and unzipped it. She had to rummage for a few minutes before she finally found what she was looking for. Some clean underwear and one of her nightie chemises. She pulled on the simple pink chemise and sighed softly as sthe cotton brushed against her bare skin. She smiled softly and laid down on the bed, sighing tiredly. "Do you think the royal kitchens know how to make Chinese?" She asked sleepily.
She was really craving the Chinese food.She hadn't really touched much of her food on the plane ride, but that was because she discovered her stomach was a bit sensitive on planes. She managed to keep down some of the chicken that was served for lunch on the plane, vanilla ice cream, and a soft drink. Anything else on that plane made her feel sick. The pups, however, were hungry since that's all they had to sustain themselves since the lunch meal on the plane. Eva realized that was probably why they were being restless. She closed her eyes softly as she laid there on the bed. It was a very soft, comfortable bed. It might actually help her to sleep on a soft bed. Wouldn't need as many pillows to help support her back.
She sighed tiredly and looked to the bathroom door as Rafe came out. She smiled softly. "Call us some room service, mon amour. If they don't do Chinese then just order the usual. " She murmured sleepily. The usual for her was a big juicy steak, nice and pink in the middle, with deep fried onion rings "And then I want you to make good on your offer of a foot and back rub." She grinned playfully up at him.
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Post by Raphael Nahimana on Jun 28, 2011 14:01:40 GMT -6
An excellent plan indeed, Raphael lived to make his mate to be happy. His gaze followed her, wondering how he had gotten so lucky with someone like her, she was beautiful and intelligent and most of all she loved him.
Hastily he followed his lover into the bedroom, closing the door to the bathroom behind him. Unlike her, Raphael was not wearing a towel around his waist. He was not hiding what hung between his thighs in the privacy of their suite. It was just them, no-one else in this private world of theirs.
At the bottom of the bed sat the chest, still locked. His smile grew as he remembered what lay inside, his gift to her. It was help with her introduction to the court system and hierarchy. The beta was going to lead a hand, make sure no-one pushed her into the background. The case was everything, it needed to be resolved before her 'master' caught up to them.
Watching her dress was erotic to him. The way her lingerie hugged her curves, drove him wild with desire. "You look beautiful" He said, making his way over to her. His arms wrapped around her waist, settling his chin upon her shoulder nuzzling her lovingly. Sex was not far from his mind but tonight he just wanted to hold her in his arms.
"I believe if you ask, they will deliver" He said quickly, not thinking about anyone by his darling Eva. His eye moved to the phone that sat upon the bedside table. "Ring down and ask Eva" He replied as a yawn escaped his lips. Exhaustion was starting to creep in and take it's toll on the beta, even he had his limits.
As they laid on the bed, everything seemed to disappear. There was no Pocket, no case. There was nothing but Raphael, Eva and the pups. This could not last forever but it was enough for now, for him to escape the reality and seriousness of their situation.
Release his hold on Eva, he reached for the phone. "I will do my love, I can't wait to get my hands on you" He laughed, enjoying the double meaning behind his words. Keying in the correct extension for the kitchen as he placed the handset against his left ear. He waited for someone to pick up.
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Post by Evangeline Dubois on Jun 28, 2011 21:03:34 GMT -6
She smiled faintly as his arms wrapped around her waist, cupping her enlarged belly. "You're pretty handsome yourself, mon guerrier." She turned her head to him and grinned, brushing a tender kiss to his cheek, brushing her nose against his jaw softly. She didn't care if they had sex or not. She just liked the feel of his arms wrapped around her. Of his body against hers. She closed her eyes softly and leaned her head against his gently, laying a hand over his gently. This, what they were doing right now was enough for her. It took so much effort for her these days to do anything other than laying down. She had to have help just to stand up from the bed, and then she waddled when she walked. She wanted the pups to get here already. As much as she loved them, she was getting tired of lumbering around and having to be careful about turning her large body. She felt like such a cow sometimes. "We should get married while we're here, Rafe... couldn't the King marry us if we asked him to?" She asked gently, looking up to him with a soft smile.
"I can't wait to feel those hands of yours on me. " Eva grinned and slowly laid down on the bed, stretching for a moment before she pillowed her bulging belly, laying on her side. She started to think about food for a moment. Lately the pups seemed to really like steak, smothered in mushrooms and onions with deep fried onion rings. Sometimes she liked Chinese, but most of the time, she craved the steak and onion rings, and sometimes she liked to have a strawberry milk shake with those steak and onion rings. Her tongue darted out of her mouth and licked along her lips at the very thought of the steak and onion rings. "On second thought, amour... order my usual." She smiled faintly as she laid her head down on another pillow, closing her eyes sleepily.
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Post by Raphael Nahimana on Jul 27, 2011 8:46:12 GMT -6
The feeling of her enlarged belly underneath his touch was just wonderful. The knowledge that this unborn child, this new life was part of her and hopefully part of him but either way he would love the child. Oh the miracle of life caused the beta to become speechless for a moment.
Her compliment did not escape his keen ears. Whenever his Eva spoke her native tongue it sent just delicious shivers up and down his spine. "I am glad my mate thinks so" He said, chuckling lightly knowing that their relationship was not just built upon physical attractive. There was so much more better than the two of them that went deeper than anything he had felt before.
The feeling of having her in his arms, leaning against his chest much like she did when she slept was perfection. There was nothing like this moment, it was simple affection which brought so much more than that. His Eva suited this, she shone with such a wondrous soft glow that came with bringing children in this supernatural world but most likely she would argue over her appearance. Raphael would not attempt to start an argument with his beloved.
He thought for a moment over her words before answering. "I believe so but we will have to speak with Arawn or Duke Richard before asking the King himself" The King had the power to marry any couple within court but breaching the subject might be difficult if the chancellor was present. Kevan Vulpe might prevent such an event according within the palace walls. Quickly he returned a warm smile of his own, most never saw the beta smile. This was only reserved for her and her alone.
His brother wolf howled at the suggestive nature of her words but Raphael knew that she was referring to his promise of a foot massage. "Soon darling" He promised, once they had eaten then the promise would be fulfilled. Once a member of kitchen staff picked up, Raphael quickly ordered their meal. Eva's order was what she had been craving every day since the start of her pregnancy but as long as she ate enough each day, keeping herself and the pup healthy then he was happy to keep ordering the same as her.
Once everything was said and done, he placed the handset back down. "They will be here momentarily" He told Eva, his eyes locked upon her comfortable position upon their bed.
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Post by Evangeline Dubois on Jul 28, 2011 13:18:13 GMT -6
Eva let that slow, easy grin of hers cross her lips. "Oh, she doesn't think. She knows." She grinned up at Rafe with a happy, sweet smile. "Je t'aime, Raphael." She murmured softly, pressing a sweet kiss to his lips. She did love him. Very much.
She nodded her head softly at Raphael's words. Vaan didn't have to marry them. It was just a thought. Eva wouldn't care who married them. She just wanted to marry Rafe. She knew she was his mate, but it wasn't complete until they were married. She didn't care about a big fancy wedding. She just wanted to be married to Rafe. She wanted to have his name. She wanted to be Mrs. Raphael Nahimana. She wanted to share her life with him. She laid a hand tenderly over her belly when she felt a sharp jab. She looked over to Rafe, smiling sleepily.
So handsome. He was such a good man. Caring and gentle and loving. Tender. And those beautiful blue eyes. She could remember that first time she saw him. Shirtless, as she learned was his usual choice in clothing, muscular. A very fine example of the male form. She'd been struck dumb by him. And the way he looked at her. It sent shivers down her back that day. Johnathan Pocket probably regretted ever bringing Eva along with him that day because it was the beginning of the end for her slave hood that day. She was not going to go back. Not to Pocket. She didn't care if she had to spend the rest of her life on the run. She would not go back to her life. Her pups would not grow up in that life. She refused to allow that.
She closed her eyes, listening to his deep voice as he ordered their food. A hand softly stroked her belly slowly and soothingly as she happily laid there, enjoying the sounds of his voice. She dozed off for a moment until she heard him direct words to her. Her eyes fluttered open and she looked up to Rafe. "I'm sorry amour. What did you say?" She turned over a little, twisting her back gently in an attempt to relieve some of the pressure off her back. ("I love you, Raphael")
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Post by Raphael Nahimana on Jul 29, 2011 10:27:09 GMT -6
Even though, Raphael did not understand what Eva said when she spoke her native tongue. What he did understand was the warmth and love behind those words, it reached her eyes shining like a million suns in the darkest nights. There was only one way to reply to such loving words, with his own affection, to show what she meant to him. “I love you too Eva, my world, my everything” His own smile still graced his lips, when they were alone it never faded even when the subject matter turned serious, it just lessened but it will still there.
His brother wolf knew that she was their true mate, no-one would ever make him felt anything like this. His love was unlimited and as bright as the brightest star as it twinkled in the blackest night sky. To have Eva as his wife and mate was what he often dreamed of but at the moment it almost seemed impossible. It had not escaped his notice that there was a church not far from the palace. Where there was a church, there was a priest and way for them to become one.
“I know there is a reverend on the island, lives in the town” The beta have never met the reverend but he knew enough about the man’s daughter. “I’m sure he can marry us but we will need to get the King’s consent first” This was the truth, in order for any member of the court to marry they first had to gain the King’s consent. It was an age old tradition started by one of the first kings when they held court after having problems with one of his many daughters.
Since Raphael was consisted part of the five houses, he had to be the one who sought the audience with the King. Eva would be there when they asked but he had to start the ball rolling. This case was everything, it was consuming his thoughts and even entering his dreams. Raphael would stop at nothing to free his beloved. His mate would never be a slave again, nor would their children be forced into a life that was beneath every lycan in this supernatural world.
He chuckled, she must have gotten lost in her thoughts but did not matter, she deserved everything to make up for the pain she had suffered at the hands of her masters. Raphael would give the life she deserved to have.
“The food will be here soon, after we have eaten I will give your feet the needed attention I promised” He said moving closer to her, draping an arm over her stomach until his hand was resting upon her swollen bump that protected the unborn life it held within. “Are you kicking you again Eva?” He inquired, knowing that they kicked at least twice at day.
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Post by Evangeline Dubois on Jul 29, 2011 12:06:49 GMT -6
Eva's lips pulled into a warm smile at his words. He always knew what she was saying even if he didn't know much French. She was trying to teach him more of the language lately. Just for fun. He didn't have to know it. She just enjoyed teaching him. He was cute when he had that scowl of frustration on his face.
She thought that over for a moment and nodded her head lightly. She had forgotten about the reverend and the quaint church the island had. She sighed though when he said that the king would have to give his consent. She could understand that she supposed. It was a tradition that was in place well before Vaan was ever the king. She studied Rafe with a weak smile. "It doesn't matter to me, Rafe. I only want to be your wife and mate." She just worried about one thing. The Chancellor. If he was against her and Rafe's case, then he would certainly be against Eva and Rafe's marriage. She wished this was all over already.
She smiled up at him and laid a hand tenderly over his cheek as an arm draped over her and laid over her swollen belly. She grinned at his question. She knew the kicking could become bothersome, and they did run the risk of seriously hurting her, but she would rather take the risk, finding comfort in the fact that they were so strong and that she knew they were still alive in there. "They've calmed down since the bath. They can sense their father." She murmured with a sweet smile. They always seemed to be at their calmest when Rafe was present. She supposed it was because they could sense and hear their father. They found comfort in him much like their mother did. "It's starting to feel like it's only one in particular that kicks the most. The other doesn't seem to kick unless his brother or sister is being very fussy."
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Post by Raphael Nahimana on Jul 31, 2011 13:41:50 GMT -6
French was a language he would never grasp fully, it was something he just could not get his tongue around. As long as his lover continued to try and teach him, he would try and learn but get highly frustrated when he could not pronounce certain phrases. He could understand the basics but nothing more than that. Her pet name for him, he had no clue what she was calling him but he hoped it was not something similar to what he had heard other’s call their lovers. To hear that words warmed his ice cold heart, Eva was the only one with the ability to truly reach him. He had shut himself emotionally off from the world when she had died, Eva had brought him back. His life had begun once more with her, Raphael had at first resisted but in time she won him over with that gentle smile and caring heart. “To be your husband and mate could bring everything full circle, I would be the happiest man in the world” To be joined with his Eva that would cause his heart to swell and grow several sizes within in his chest. Joy and pure happiness would flood through his veins, most likely he would never be able to stop smiling. They would be one step closer, closer to the future they desired. To be her husband and mate who mean the world to this simple beta. The only problem, the only obstacle to their future and their happiness was a man named Kevan Vulpe. The chancellor who held the King tightly in his right hand, who could whisper in his ear and change his view on any given subject. A fire burned darkly in his eyes as he thought of that snake of a man who craved power above everything else. “His daughter Olivia is the only option we have, win her over then we can try and get around him” His voice unlike his eyes were calm and collected, he did not want to frighten her with his terrible thoughts of what he wanted to do to Kevan. Oh if he could spend five minutes alone with him, then he would show him what pain truly was. “I can speak to Lord Frost and see what he knows, his knowledge is invaluable to our case” He told her, Raphael would never keep Eva in the dark, this case was to with her freedom. No detail would be left out when they spoke of the next step. A soft laugh left his lips, under his touch the pups had indeed calm down. Hearing about the quirks of their unborn children was something he loved to hear. Going to any doctor appointment to hear about new development caused his mind to spin about the true miracle of life. “Oh but they love their mummy as much as I do” His hand began to move, massaging the skin in small circles. “It seems we have a trouble maker on our hands” If he was completely honest, Raphael could not wait for his children to be born even though he knew Eva would be in the worse sort of pain. He would be there, the entire time by her side.
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Post by Evangeline Dubois on Aug 1, 2011 12:39:47 GMT -6
A warm smile crossed her lips at Rafe's words. Eva could most certainly agree with that. Her life would not be complete unless her and Rafe were married. They would have each other and they would have their pups and their life would be good. She smiled weakly and brushed a soft kiss over his lips gently."How did I ever get so lucky to have a mate like you, Raphael Nahimana?"
She sighed as Rafe started to discuss their plans for getting to the Chancellor. That meant getting to his daughter. Apparently Lady Olivia Vulpe held some sway on her father. She looked up to Rafe tiredly for a moment. "I could try getting close to my Aunt and Lord Bryan Vulpe. If they will let me that is. " She knew once her and Rafe met with Lord Frost and Duke Niall she would have reveal her parentage. She didn't want to because she was afraid that would only give the Chancellor more sway in the matter, but what else could she do? If Rafe hadn't already told them in his letters he had been writing back and forth to them. "Maybe they could help me get close to Lady Olivia. " She said gently, sitting back as she studied her mate. Would she have ever gotten this far if Lucian had not taken her in and Rafe had never taken her as a mate? If she had never met Lucian then she would still be a slave. Possibly pregnant with Johnathan Pocket's pups instead of Rafe's. The thought terrified her, and it made her all the more thankful for ever meeting Lucian Yale.
She grinned softly at his words. "Their mummy loves them, but she would appreciate a night of sleep as well." She grinned softly as she laid her hand over his as his palm slowly made circles around her stomach. Her eyes fluttered open when she felt the light flutter of feet against her belly in answer to daddy's attentions. She smiled up at Rafe happily before closing her eyes again. A soft chuckle escaped her lips at his words. "Oh, mon cher. You have no idea." She grinned softly. He really had no idea. She was fairly certain that one of the pups would be rowdy. One of them was always kicking.By the end of the day there was some sort of kick boxing competition going on in her belly. Except for when Rafe was present. He was a a comfort to one of the pups. He was a comfort to them both. He was a comfort to Eva. Always and forever. She reached her hand up to his cheek, grinning up at him sleepily as she stroked his face softly.
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Post by Raphael Nahimana on Aug 4, 2011 9:07:33 GMT -6
One day, he would be able to speak the loving words in her native tongue. This was his intention, his goal but it would mean more lessons, more frustration but his Eva was well worthy it. His life had changed the moment she had entered his home, with her master Jonathan Pocket a few steps ahead of her. Nothing could have prepared him for this, this fantastic life even though they had fled suddenly. Her former master would be close on their coat tails, never resting under she was back with him. Raphael would never let that happen.
The only choices left for them was either the royal or a fight to the death. They had chosen the former over the latter, even though Rafe would easily fight Pocket, beat him down for everything he had done, all the pain he had inflicted upon her beautiful body and mind. Pushing these dark and terrible thoughts back before his scowl upon his face deepened, worrying the woman he loved. She always brought him back down to reality with her kind words. “I believe we both are lucky to have found each other, La Luna always looks after her children” He replied, replacing his scowl with a gentle smile which reached his eyes.
“We can hope darling, but you are family at the end of the day. I’m sure that they will accept you readily” Rafe was doing his best to try and reassure, chase away her fears that might manifest from this development. Family was important, the beta understood this. His pack were his family, his mother he hardly saw but he still loved them deeply and would kill anyone who tried anything no matter if it was big or small. Raphael would kill for his mother, who had brought him into his supernatural world. His almost mate’s heritage was something she did not keep him, there were no secrets between the lovers.
However this meeting was important, much would be revealed and discussed. The cards would be laid upon the table, nothing would be left hidden. The chancellor would not win, not now. The wolves had their door were not a threat but protection standing and waiting. Lady Olivia would be difficult to get close to, she was well protected. Her guard followed her everywhere, always in the shadows watching and waiting to jump out to defend his lady.
The task was a difficult one, left in Eva’s lap but he wished it wasn’t.
The pups were causing problems. Nothing their father could not handle with his loving touch for now. Raphael knew they would kick again, they always did. Sometimes he wondered if they had a clock in there, timing each and every kick. Her touch was his salvation, calming his rage, calming his brother wolf lulling him back to sleep.
A knock at the door, brought back to reality. The delicious scent floated under the door directly to his sensitivity nose. Their evening meals were here, it was time to eat. One step closer to his promised massage to her aching feet. “Come on” He commanded, loudly not wanting to move from his comfortable position on the bed.
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Post by Evangeline Dubois on Aug 4, 2011 13:10:13 GMT -6
She smiled faintly and nodded her head. He was right. Luna watched over her pups of the earth. She would not allow Eva to be trapped in the slave trade once more.It was all just a means so that she could find Raphael. All would go well. She hoped. She worried that Raphael may very well have to fight to the death for Eva. It wouldn't be uncommon, but things could go horribly wrong. Johnathan Pocket was very violent. He would not be an easy match even for Rafe. She tried not to think of that though. She tried to focus on her case with the royal court. The royal court would come through for them. She hoped.
She sighed softly at Rafe's words and shook her head faintly. "Not everyone is as family oriented as you and I, Rafe." She said softly, looking over his face thoughtfully. It was true. She had never met her Aunt and she certainly never met her uncle. For all she knew he could be just like the Chancellor. Which meant no help to her at all. She sighed and ran a hand through her damp hair before looking over Rafe's face thoughtfully. What if Bryan Vulpe held what her mother did to him against Eva? These were all very valid questions that Eva asked herself on occasion. Questions that worried her.
Eva closed her eyes softly, smelling the food before the servants even knocked on the door. She smiled faintly as she heard Raphael call them in. She listened as the servants came in with the food and began to set it up for the two, making sure everything was in their rightful place. Eva's eyes fluttered open at all the wonderful scents and her head lifted as she sniffed the air curiously. "What did you get yourself, amour?" She asked softly as she looked to Rafe with a gentle smile. She didn't really care about the promised foot rub. It would be nice, but she was happy to just be spending the time with him. Back at Lucian's the two of them had to sneak around all the time. Here they could be together openly without any worries of Johnathan pocket. It was nice. There were still things they would have to worry about, but it was very nice.
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Post by Raphael Nahimana on Aug 5, 2011 13:07:11 GMT -6
This night was making him think, contemplate everything that lead to this very moment in this most generous of suites. The King had been most accommodating considering their case, the very reason that brought them here. Raphael himself had been the one to set this ball rolling, he had wrote the letter to the king pleading to hear Eva’s case, explaining the basic details.
Now here, he hoped everything would sort itself out but now he was not so certain. Many obstacles stood in the way, much had to be done before the date when he faced the king and his court of like minded peers, this was likely include Kevan Vulpe.
The more allies they had, the better they would be when that day rolled around. In the weeks ahead of them, it would be vital for them to start coaxing nobles over the camp, starting with the other heads of the five houses. Thankfully one just so happened to his alpha, Lucian Yale was already in their corner. Arawn Frost would be next on his list to speak to, the man understood this court better than most, he knew most courtier’s business.
It was time to visit Lord Frost, to try and get information of the chancellor and his family in order to get ahead in this game. This was what the royal court was a game, a political game at the end of the day. What she said was true, most courtiers were not family oriented, they focused upon their own needs and desires. Thankfully neither of them were not this selfish as the others, they understood the need to put others before themselves when it was needed.
The question of if Bryan Vulpe would hold Eva responsible of the actions of her mother Eloise, was a bridge that would be crossed when they reached it. The answer would only be only if they approached him and his mate at some point in the future. Eva would not be alone, Raphael would be by side every step of the way. “I order the same as you, it sounds delicious” He answered as the servant placed the tray with the two plates upon the nearby desk. He bowed, announcing that he hoped they enjoyed the meal the kitchen had prepared for them, he with haste he made his exit.
No longer did they have to hide their love, the beta was happy the sneaking around was getting harder and harder. “Dinner is here, love” He said, pushing himself up into a sitting position, sliding off the bed. Heading over to collect their evening supper, his beloved would eat in bed and remain comfortable for the rest of the evening.
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Post by Evangeline Dubois on Aug 6, 2011 20:26:56 GMT -6
Eva smiled at him with a grin and nuzzled his nose before he climbed out of the bed. "It's delicious." She murmured softly, laying back down and curling up a little for a moment. She needed to eat, but she wanted to sleep. She was so tired. It smelled so good though. She could smell the steak that was smothered in mushrooms and onions and the fried onion rings. She noted the strawberry milk-shake and smiled happily. He knew just how to gauge her and her wants and cravings.
She watched him thoughtfully for a moment as he went to the food on the desk. She smiled and stretched slowly before she sat up, rubbing her neck for a moment. "Could you cut the steak up for me please, love?" She asked gently as she situated herself in the bed. She was tired and she really didn't want to get out of the bed. She knew Rafe would do it as long as she asked. He took good care of Eva. He took good care of her even though there was a possibility that the pups weren't even Lucian's much less Rafe's. She liked to insist that the pups were Rafe's, but she knew there was a chance they weren't his. She was afraid that the pups would be Pocket's what if they ended up being like him? She watched Rafe thoughtfully, stroking her belly softly. No... They were Rafe's pups. The were his and they would have his beautiful green eyes and strong, Native American features. She smiled weakly at the thought, rubbing her belly as she felt the soft flutter of feet against her stomach.
She would miss that part of being pregnant. The light flutter of a hand or pair of feet. The movements that ensured her that her pups were alive. She smiled down at her belly for a moment before she laid her head back against the head board of their bed, closing her eyes sleepily. It was amazing how easily traveling could make someone so tired. She supposed that was the real reason doctors told women heavy with child not to do any serious traveling. This had been a major emergency though.
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Post by Raphael Nahimana on Aug 22, 2011 8:02:30 GMT -6
To see his Eva happy, was something Raphael would fight for. She deserved everything the world could offer on a silver platter. This dinner in bed was the first of many to come, the beta would certain of this as soon he knew it would be difficult for his lover to move, she would be too heavily pregnant to leave their bed. Her cravings were getting more and more original, he was curious at what she might ask for next and if it would be during the early hours of the morning.
Raphael was getting better with each passing month, getting better at gauging her craving and desires. This was a learning curve for the beta as well, he had never before been the waiting, nervous father of someone’s child. He had always been the ‘brother’, the cousin or uncle but never the father of the someone. He looked forward but also worried if he would be a good father or fail miserably in the progress and cause his own flesh and blood to hate him.
“Of course ma’am” He teased as he sat back down upon the bed, his own plate filled to the brim much like her own plate. He had ordered the same as his beloved, he would be by her side each step of the way. He would indulge himself in her craving whenever she desired them. Eva was his world, no woman could compare to her. Quickly he picked up the steak knife laying loosely upon the tray, shining up at him as the light of the sun caressed it’s rough edges. He set to work, lining up the end of the knife over the cooked steak before it was brought down, colliding with the red meat. He sawed, cut the meat into more manageable pieces.
There was always a chance, a chance that the children Eva carried were not his. They could easily be his alpha’s children or even the Hunter Pocket’s. No matter who was the biological father, who supplied the sperm to created what was half Eva, Raphael had every intention to be the one to raise them, be the one to love them like a father should. In his opinion he was going to be there through everything, he was going to be their father, their dad and their daddy.
Each day was harder than the one that came before, this was something they would get through together. His hand in her hands, holding tightly like she was his lifeline.
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Post by Evangeline Dubois on Aug 28, 2011 23:33:36 GMT -6
She smiled weakly at his teasing and shook her head as he set to cut up her food. She wasn't looking forward to some things about this pregnancy. She knew she would have to be put on bed rest as she got further in. She wasn't looking foreward to it. She was already restless. She would only be even more restless. She watched Raphael thoughtfully as he cut the mushroom smothered steak up. He was good to her. He took good care of her. Even with the knowledge that the pups may very well not be his in blood. He would do all he could to take care of her. It worried her a little. He was just as tired as she because of all the things he did for her. And this case would only put more strain on him. Already Lord Frost and Duke Niall wished to see them, but Rafe was so tired. As was Eva. They were both tired. Their escape had been a long, tiresome journey. And the plane ride had been taxing on her. She tired so easily now that she was nearing her third trimester, growing heavier each day it seemed.
She took an onion ring while he cut up the beef. She nibbled at it softly after dipping it in some ketchup. She smiled warmly and took the plate from him once he was done, brushing a sweet kiss over his cheek affectionately. "Thank you, mon loup." She murmured softly, nuzzling her nose against his softly before she sat back and took a bite of the steak, letting out a soft sigh of delight at the burst of flavors on her tongue. She looked to Rafe and smiled softly. He always seemed to know when she was craving what. And he was such a good sport in indulging her those cravings. He would be a good father. Even if the pups were not his. She was sure of that.
She would never be alone wither. He would always be there for her to hold onto.
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