Impregnated By The Female Alpha

Chapter 22: The Little Details

Liam’s POV:

"It’s okay, you can give her to Scott, he will bring Anastasia to her room."

My hands, one of them is holding Anastasia’s thighs and the other one is holding her back.

They narrowed around her, pulling her even closer to my chest as I glared at Scott who walked closer with a smirk on his face while lifting his hands up, ready to take Anastasia in his arms.

I have no idea what got into me, I just found myself holding her even tighter and growling loudly at him.

Scott backed away, the mother alpha looked at me in confusion as I lowered my head apologetically to her before rushing upstairs to hop on the elevator.

My alpha wolf kept growling lowly and possessively pulling Anastasia closer to my chest.

I can tell that my eyes are glowing in different colors right now, blue, purple, red, and finally my regular dark brown.

I’m having an internal battle trying to calm my wolves and me down.

I don’t know what’s going on, I just lost it when I saw him smirk and try to take my own mate from me as if he has more rights to be with her than I do,

as if she is going to be safer with him more than me which is completely wrong.

I’m the only one who can keep her 100% safe, not Scott, not that beta girl Regina, not Clare, nobody else but me because I am her fated mate.

The moon Goddess made us for each other.

Scott has zero rights to come and ask me to give him my mate as if she is a plate of food that he can just have because he is richer than me.

NO.

I can feel my veins popping out due to that sudden wave of anger that rushed through my body.

I tried to calm down by taking deep breaths and inhaling my mate’s pheromones which helped so much.

"Snow." My heart almost jumped out of my chest when I heard Anastasia whisper my name as she moved her hand, rubbing the back of my neck with her nail.

I shivered and completely forgot whatever happened downstairs, only to focus on her touch.

" Alpha?" I whispered, trying to figure out if she was awake but she did not respond at all and just kept running her nails against my skin.

She is unconscious.

Did she feel my anger even in her unconsciousness? Is she feeling me? Is she dreaming about me?

These and many other delusional questions came to my mind as I stared at my mate as if I finally found the treasure that I had been digging for all my life.

My eyes are glimmering while watching her sleep peacefully in my arms.

Right now, I feel so happy to have her in my arms and victoriously happy because I did not let another man see her like this.

I stepped out of the elevator and headed straight to her room.

Thankfully Caleb was not there because I really did not need any more questions and stares.

I’m the opposite of Scott.

Maybe he does actually like Anastasia, but I also can tell how much he wants to prove something to everyone by mating Anastasia.

He thinks that mating Anastasia will allow him to announce to the world that he can dominate the true blood that nobody can control.

Maybe he likes her but mostly he wants to show off.

I’m not like this, all I want is for her to love me back and accept me with my omega wolf.

I don’t care if she wants to keep me a secret, I only need her and Mom in my life, yet those lucky rich bastards get more chances with Anastasia than I do.

I know I’m a coward but I just think staying like this is better than actually getting rejected.

I sighed removing any thoughts about rejection and that rich brat out of my mind as I walked inside her room, inhaling her pheromones as usual.

Have I mentioned before how much I like coming to her room? Or any space basically that only has her scent lingering around.

I gently placed her body on one of the sides of the bed, and I made sure to make her sleeping position as comfortable as possible.

A soft grin filled my face as I tilted my head to the left and supported my body with the elbows that I placed on both of her sides.

Her body is right under mine but unfortunately, there is a big space between us for air.

I watched her eyes and facial features closely, feeling so mesmerized by how unreal she was.

I gulped and tore my body away from hers before standing up to put her shoes next to the dresser.

" The makeup," I whispered when I remembered the heavy makeup on her face.

I can’t let her sleep with it on which is why I headed to her bathroom.

Wet wipe and makeup removal, I had to google some stuff about makeup because I don’t know much about it.

I apparently needed an oil-based makeup removal for her matt lipstick.

After I grabbed those three items, I rushed out of the bathroom, only to climb onto the bed, on the empty.

I had to physically prevent myself from burying my face into her pillow.

This is really hard.

I took a deep breath and started my work.

I removed her lipstick first, carefully, and wiped that red pigment.

Then I started with the eye makeup and lastly her foundation and the rest makeup that she had on her skin.

After I made sure I wiped her face completely clean which took a whole hour because I was doing it too slow and careful so that she would not wake up.

I found a lot of skincare products in her bathroom which was more confusing than removing makeup.

I sat there for half an hour, googling the steps and what products exactly I should use. freeweɓnøvel.com

I washed her face first, and don’t ask me how I did it.

I soaked a clean napkin and wet her face, put face wash on, and cleaned it with a new water-wet napkin.

That was the best I could do.

Then I used toner, moisturizer, eye cream, and lip balm.

Those products were the safest options because there are other products that should be used only once or twice a week and I have no idea if she already used them twice or not.

This is why the daily night skincare routine was the safest option.

I hope I did it right.

I sat there on the bed after spending another hour doing her skincare routine.

I wish I could help her change her dress because it looks pretty uncomfortable to sleep in, but I really can’t do that.

Even though I kind of already saw her naked the other day, I’m not sure about taking her whole dress off.

It feels like invading her privacy when she isn’t even awake.

I gently covered her body with the blanket and lay down on the empty side of the bed, on my stomach, resting my head on her other pillow as I watched her sleep.

I had a smile on my face as I watched her sleep, I probably look like a creep right now.

I chuckled to myself before gently grabbing her cold hand, holding it close to my face just so that I could kiss it.

"You are so beautiful," I whispered, completely under the spell of her beauty as I kept holding her hand in an attempt to warm it up.

" You are beautiful from the inside and outside. When you walked in that room earlier in the party, not one single person could take their eyes off of you because you are so elegant, so powerful, so strong, and just better than all of them."

I kept blabbering, knowing damn well she can not hear any of this.

I left one last kiss on her hand before standing up and heading to the kitchen.

By the time I finished removing her makeup, doing her skincare routine, googling and choosing products, as well as talking to her, the party was long over.

This is why I did not have any problem when I walked to the kitchen and grabbed a glass of water for Anastasia as well as pills for hangovers.

I grabbed them pretty fast and rushed back to her room because I seriously didn’t want to meet anybody from the party.

As I passed by the second floor I could not help but feel worried about Alex which is why I quietly opened the door of his room to check on him, only to find him deeply sleeping.

I sighed in relief, knowing that his mother had taken care of everything. I closed the door and headed to her room again.

I placed the glass of water on her nightstand grabbed one of those sticky coloring notes from her dresser along with a pen and started writing.

"You got really drunk yesterday, sorry for carrying you to your room without your permission. I hope you aren’t mad. And oh, please take these pills before having breakfast." freewebnσvel.cøm

I really hope she understands why I carried her instead of just helping her walk to her room.

I stuck the note to her glass and made sure to cover the glass just in case.

I looked at her once more, smiling sadly because I knew I wouldn’t get the chance to be this close to her ever again.

I left a kiss on her hand before finally leaving the room.