Impregnated By The Female Alpha

Chapter 16: This Isn’t Even Makeup

Liam’s POV: freewebnoveℓ.com

I have been sitting in my room for the past four hours.

I did not go to the kitchen to cook dinner with Claire nor did I have dinner.

So I went to Anastasia’s room to bring her lunch and everything that happened after that sounded impossible to believe.

When I came back, I went straight to take a shower because she asked me to do so since I cum in my clothes.

And when I finished showering, I came out of the bathroom with a towel around my waist and that’s when it hit me.

I sat on my bed, still in my towel for four hours just recalling how she cum deep inside my throat, it felt like thick cream.

And the way my mind suddenly went blank after that, I don’t know what exactly happened to me when I felt my alpha wolf disappearing for a moment as my brain shut down.

It was the best feeling ever, it felt so strange and good to just have my brain shut down for a second.

I didn’t ask her if I was good or not, I wanted her to say I was better than the others so badly.

I want to hear Anastasia say she is not disappointed in me anymore.

But I don’t know what happened to me.

When I kept touching that area of her body which is when she told me that this could get her hard again, I stopped, but I panicked when she asked why she could not smell my pheromones.

I hid my panic with a clueless and confused look on my face and asked her " You can’t smell it really? I don’t know why."

She did not buy that lie really, I could tell she wanted to ask which is why I immediately stood up and asked her if she wanted anything else before I leave.

Then she just asked me to go back to my room take a shower and change my clothes as well.

I wanted to stay longer with her, but I could not afford to let her know who I really was.

So I think this is better.

Wait, why did she do that with me?

She hates omegas and their scents so why did she accept my touch and even ask about my pheromones?

As far as I know, she has never slept with an omega nor has she slept with an alpha, and I’m both.

I don’t want to act delusional and start believing some wild dreams that are running around my mind right now so I think it’s better if I just go to sleep.

I closed my eyes but I couldn’t stop that grin that appeared suddenly on my face.

I made her moan.

I made my mate feel good.

I’m really happy.

But I’m not satisfied, I wish I could hold her in my arms and let her know about me.

A long sigh escaped from my mouth as I drifted into a deep sleep, running from reality to my dreamland where I could live happily with my mate and our seven kids.

The next day, I woke up very early, early to the point that the sun hadn’t completely risen yet.

At six in the morning, I yawned, stretching my muscles before getting up to stand in front of the mirror just to be able to notice the fact that I slept with only the towel on and now I was standing in the middle of my room butt-naked.

Not to be cocky or anything but I’m actually very happy, proud, and confident about how great my body shape and muscles are.

I literally don’t have any insecurities when it comes to my appearance.

Tall, black long hair, big muscles, handsome face, great jawline, hunter eyes, veiny arms and well also I’m quite big down there.

If I were rich and a normal alpha, I bet all the other werewolves would be all over me.

I laughed at myself because I can never be able to handle that much attention since I’m quite shy.

I washed up quickly, then I put some comfy clothes on before walking out of the room.

Everyone is asleep so far.

This is nice and quiet.

I headed to the kitchen to make something quick for myself to fill up my stomach and after that, I decided to take a walk outside, and maybe go for a run in my wolf form if I could.

My brows furrowed when I heard noises coming from the garden.

Of course, I went to investigate.

It’s still kind of dark outside, the sky isn’t bright yet.

The air is fresh, I could not help but take I deep breath, filling up my lungs with clear air before letting it out.

A grin found its way toward my face when I found out the source of those noises in the garden.

It’s Alexander, Anastasia’s younger brother.

" Alex?" I called out his name only for him to raise his face and avert his gaze to me before smiling widely and running to my arms as I lifted him up. " What are doing here? It’s pretty early, don’t you have school?"

" I do, but it’s still early." Apparently, the little one woke up earlier than he should have, just like me.

I decided to stay with him for a while until he had to go to school. " You were playing football? Let’s play together."

And that is exactly what we did.

I let him pass me multiple times and also pretended like I could not stop him from scoring as I faked a whine for my loss.

I felt really happy, seeing this little kid smiling and jumping happily because he won against me.

"Cristiano Ronaldo who? I only know Alexander Rain. You are very talented, little one." Okay, maybe I exaggerated a little bit, but it does not matter if it makes a kid happy to believe that he is better than a very talented and famous football player.

When we finished our match, the sun started to appear, we watched the sunrise together as we sat in the gazebo of the garden.

" Drink your milk." Alexander obediently grabbed the big glass of milk and drank it as I asked.

I could not help but go make him some breakfast because, after our match, he seemed tired and out of energy.

A smile did not leave my face all the time that I sat there, watching him color some drawings in his coloring book.

He is a very nice and well-behaved kid, if I ever had kids in the future, I wish to be able to raise them to be like this little guy.

" Alex, no. Don’t put colors on your face." I was zoning out to the point that I didn’t notice how he grabbed his coloring pencils and used them on his face, imitating how he colored the drawing.

He looked at me in confusion and asked lowly " Why?" I grabbed the packet of the coloring pencils and showed the back of it " Look at this symbol here, it means it’s not safe to be put on your skin or be eaten."

He nodded understandingly and put the pencils back on the table " Can you help me wash it off, please?"

How can I refuse?

I nodded and stood up, holding his hand as we walked toward the bathroom, only to be stopped in our tracks when Anastasia came out of nowhere and stood right before us.

" I’ll call you later." She did not even give the person on the phone a chance to reply because right after she said, she immediately hung up.

A knot formed on her brows as I looked at her in confusion because of how she first looked at me, then looked at my hand that was holding Alexander’s, and lastly, she looked at the latter’s face.

Her stares at the little kid’s face switched to glares, I could see anger coming out of her eyes as she kept glaring at him.

I’m very confused right now because I don’t see what could have made her this mad.

She walked close to us and grabbed Alexander by his chin harshly, which made my eyes widen because I was stunned at how harsh she was with a little child.

" What’s this on your face?" She hissed angrily, as her fingers tightened on Alexander’s jaw, the kid looked so scared and so close to crying.

She asked him a question but she didn’t even let him answer.

Instead, she immediately grabbed his free hand and dragged him harshly to the bathroom which caused our hands to slip away.

I did not just keep standing there, instead I jogged and rushed to the bathroom for two reasons.

First, because I want to know what made Anastasia so angry, and second to make sure that Alexander is okay.

The second I stepped inside the bathroom, I was welcomed by Alexander’s loud cries.

My heart broke at that sound and it broke even more when I saw how scared and in pain he was.

What’s happening?

Anastasia pushed a chair close to the sink and made the kid stand on it before opening the faucet, only to scoop an amount of water and splash it on Alexander’s face before grabbing a facewash and rubbing his face as if she was rubbing a wall, not a child’s sensitive face.

He was crying because the soap got in his eyes, and because of her harsh rubs.

" That’s what you get for imitating girls and omegas and putting makeup on your face." She hissed in anger as she kept rubbing his face, ignoring his cries.

I could not just keep standing there, which is why I gripped her wrist and pulled her away from Alexander who cried even more and hid behind me " Stop it already. This isn’t even makeup."