My Dark and Powerful Mate

My Dark and Powerful Mate - chpt. 1

*~* This is the seqeul to My Arrogant, Over Protective Mate. It's probably a good idea to read the first one before continuing to this one. The link to the 1st chapter of My Arrogant, Over Protective Mate is in the eternal link! Thanks for reading & enjoy! *~*

My Dark, Powerful Mate

Chapter one

            "Open mine next!" Rachel squealed as she handed me a yellow box. I forced a smile onto my face and took the box from her. I shook it lightly, earning myself a glare from Rachel. I laughed and tore into the paper.

            "What is it?" I asked, I stared at the odd picture on the box and frowned.

            Dakota chuckled, "I think it's some sort of blender thing..."

            Rachel snorted and rolled her eyes, "You two are hopeless! And I'm not even the one who's pregnant!" Rachel took the box out of my hands and turned to face me. "It's a baby blender, it's made especially for making homemade baby food. After it's blended you can leave it in the container! It's less dishes see!"

            I grimaced, "Homemade baby food? I was just going to use that stuff from the jar..."

            Rachel gasped dramatically, "You are not feeing my Godchild that processed garbage!

            I rolled my eyes, "I never said you were going to be the Godmother."

            Rachel laughed, "But you never said I wasn't going to be the Godmother." She winked at me before flitting back over to Dakota who was leaning against the wall. All of the woman of the pack had gathered for my baby shower.

            I was officially seven months pregnant and scared out of my mind. But I was also excited at the same time. I remember the day I told Logan that I was pregnant before, I don't think I had ever seen him smile so big.

            I walked out of the bathroom, my hands shaking as I held the tiny pregnancy test in my hand. I knew it was going to happen, but seeing the proof was enough to rock me.

            "Logan? Babe? Logan?" I called. Logan had went out for a run with Deacon half an hour ago and I was really hoping he'd be back by now.

            "Logan?"

            Rachel popped around the corner and I quickly stuffed the test into my pocket. "Hey Hav, who are you looking for?"

            I smiled innocently, "Logan, have you seen him?"

            Rachel nodded, "Yeah, he was in his office a few minutes ago, why are you looking for him?"

            I shrugged, trying to remain nonchalant, "I dunno, I'm bored and he's my mate."

            Rachel was about to walk away when she took a deep breath and paused, "Something's different about you."

            I froze, "Wha-what are you talking about?"

            Rachel inhaled again and stepped forward with narrowed eyes, "You smell different—it's like your scent is clouded..." Rachel gasped and I watched as her eyes dropped to my stomach. "Are you... are you pregnant?" She whispered the last part as if it was a swear word and she was seven years old.