"Rora invited me over to her room to watch a movie later with Brandy and her," I absently told Eros, reaching upwards to peck the corner of his jaw in reward for his awesomeness.
"Okay. I have to go see Toren in a bit so it will work out," Eros replied, leaning forward to make it less straining for me to reach his face.
Mischievously, I pressed a wet kiss against his right cheek and kissed a trail from his Adam's apple to his chin.
And before he could capture my lips with his, I hopped off of his lap and grinned.
"I'm going to go change real quick," I told him, slyly glancing at his heated face before leaving his workroom.
After we've mated, it's getting easier and easier for me to tease Eros like he keeps teasing me.
Sometimes he lets me win but, most of the time, Eros gets his way.
You would think that having sex too often is dangerous when you are pregnant, but Eros assured me that it is not the case for werewolves.
He says that it helps strengthen the bond between the father and the pups, and is very necessary for the development of our children.
Although I find myself not really believing him, I chose to ignore it and indulge him.
Humming a happy tune, I quickly made it back to our room before noticing the boxes sitting outside.
I can't believe that my orders from last week already made it!
After opening the door, I carefully carried all 8 boxes inside, careful not to stumble or fall in fear of hurting myself and the pups.
Why does it feel like Christmas already, and it's not?
I have always loved the feeling of receiving things, small or big, at my doorstep.
It makes me excited to go through everything, even if I'm the one who ordered them.
Taking a pair of scissors from a drawer, I opened the boxes and started sorting through everything.
My fingers grazed a cotton onesie, and I became rather amazed at how tiny they were.
Are babies this small?
Little feet.
Little hands.
Little body.
It makes me wonder how big werewolf babies are going to be.
Will they be larger in size than a regular baby or are they going to be about the same?
Should I buy bigger sizes just in case?
Wait a minute.
I got sidetracked again.
The time was flying by and I didn't even notice.
It's already 8 and I still haven't gotten comfortable pajamas on to go to Rora's room.
I calculated the time again and decided to look at one more box before I go.
As I picked up the box, the door suddenly burst open.
It slammed roughly against the back wall when Brandy came running in.
I jumped almost a foot into the air at her abrupt appearance.
With one hand against my chest, I tried to calm the rapid pounding of my heart, while giving her an inquisitive gaze.
Why is Brandy always so dramatic?
Did she come to collect me for the movie?
At her grave and panicked expression, I had a feeling otherwise.
Brandy usually knocks before entering.
For her to burst in like this, it was a first.
And I'm quite worried about what that implied.
"What's wrong?" I voiced, dropping a box of baby clothes onto the floor.
There was this bad feeling in my gut at the suddenness of the situation.
"There's a fire!" Brandy exclaimed loudly, sweat dripped down from the top of her temple to streak across her cheeks.
At the word fire, I am quickly reminded of when the lab was burnt down by Jared's pack members.
"Where?" My eyebrows wrinkled in worry.
I don't smell any smoke so I don't think the fire is in the pack house.
"To the north of the pack house," Brandy explained, ushering me with several exaggerated waves of her hands. "Alpha Eros ordered me to take you to a safe place in case the fire reaches here."
I really don't want to leave, but I knew that I would be more of a hindrance than a help to Eros.
I doubt that I would be able to do anything other than stand there and watch everyone work.