Chosen

Epilogue 2

Kathryn

I've always been a light sleeper, but for some reason, ever since Bobby's birth. I've slept like a log. Aunt Jen finds it very amusing, the fact that I've always complained for not being a good sleeper. And now that I actually need to be awake constantly, I can't seem to keep my eyes open. 

A loud crash wakes me up and I jolt upright in my bed. I look to my right and James's side of the bed is empty. A soft smile forms on my lips. 

James has been the best father to our son, our miracle baby. Since I can sleep now, he has been getting up, not wanting to wake me up. It was the hardest secret I ever had to keep when I found out I was pregnant. After almost nine years of nothing, we gave up. We were happy with each other and that was enough. Then I started feeling sick, and then the test confirmed it. 

I was ecstatic, but I kept it from James for 3 months. I was scared, I was scared I was going to lose the baby. The Dr. agreed to keep it a secret from his Alpha, he understood my worries. And when I reached the three month mark he convinced me it's okay to tell James. 

The look on his face will forever be engrained in my mind. 

The look on his face when Bobby was born was even better. 

And the view I get when I get up to go see what was going on in the baby room, made my heart swell even more. 

There was my mate holding our baby, softly humming to him. Falsely I might add. With the bedside table on its side and everything that was on it scattered on the floor. 

I softly pad to him and move my arms around him, my face against his back. 

"Hey." he whispers. 

"Hey." I whisper back. "I'm sorry I didn't wake, again." I say.

"It's okay, I enjoy this time with him." James replies. 

He turns towards me and we look down lovingly at our bundle of joy. 

"What happened?" I say as look down with a smirk on the floor.

"Uhm, slight accident. But we're good now." James chuckles. "You should go back to bed, get some rest." 

"Come with me." I whisper. "Bring Bobby with."

James nods and we walk softly back to our room. With baby Bobby in the middle of us, sleeping soundly we each lied on our sides taking turns looking at our baby and then at each other. Soon I drifted off to sleep again. 

As per usual. 

It was a good life.