I Rejected You, Alpha

ELEIA’S POV

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When Arlen started walking a few months ago, we have been set on baby-proofing the house, again. This time felt different than what it did with Felix, it was like Felix was much easier, he was calmer, more relaxed and less chaotic. Arlen on the other hand does not stop running around. My body does not take a break from being tense because everywhere I look, there Arlen is, carrying around something he shouldn’t, like last week he was walking around with a fork in his hand and I have no idea how he got it, he almost fell and in that moment, my heart stopped as I launched for him, lifting his feet off the ground and slowly taking the fork away.

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After putting the kids to bed, I fall onto ours breathlessly and tired, “Can’t we give them some kind of growth potion?” I snort, making Aiden laugh. I love his deep laugh, the way his body shakes, I could tell his laughter is coming from his stomach as his abs flex.

I turn my head, looking up at him as I lay on my back, my arms sprawled out above my head. “I wish that too, but then you would have missed the sweet, small moments with the kids.” he gently brushes his fingers through my tangled hair, “You mean where they throw up all over me? Where they splash me with their dirty bath water? Where they stop making me breathe because of things they walk or run around with?” I ask sarcastically.

“All you’re thinking of is the bad Eleia, there are good times too.” he chuckles lowly before continuing to read something on his laptop that’s on his lap. “I know.” I run my hands over my face before crawling up the bed, laying down on my side with my body turned to him. My eyes feel heavy as I comfortably pull my knees in, putting a pillow between my legs and I hold my other one under my head.

“What are you reading?” I ask, blowing out a breath as my eyes trail his computer. I could see it was an email, but it looked like it was never going to end.

“Oh, it’s an email from one of the alpha’s, explaining that he wants to come and see us about…” his voice trails off and I try my best to listen, but I fall asleep peacefully to the sound of his voice.

A chuckle awakens me and my eyes ping open, I turn onto my back, glancing at Aiden to the side and he has this big smile on his face, his eyes filled with joy and I frown, “What is it?” I ask as he stares at the door and I prop myself onto my elbows, blinking twice to focus my sight and my eyes widen when I see Arlen standing there with his blue blanket in his hand.

“Hi sweetie.” I mutter, glancing at Aiden, “What time is it?” I whisper, as if Arlen would actually understand, “Just past ten.” Aiden shrugs, not using the same whispered tone as I did.

I glance back at our son before I sit up and I wave him over, “Come here.” I pat the bed and he rubs his eyes tiredly, standing in place, “Arlen.” I call and he stops rubbing his eyes, his face tilted down as he stares at me with a pout.

I tilt my head at him, smiling as I just feel like squeezing him until he becomes a part of me again and I smile when he starts wobbling over to my side of the bed. His steps are slow, as if he’s taunting me and he stops next to the bed.

I lean down, picking him up and he lays his head down on my shoulder, his arms wrapping around my neck and I feel like I might cry from exhaustion and joy at the same time.

I hold his tiny body to mine, rubbing his back as I snuggle into him.

“Ahh, Aiden.” I whine like this is the most horrible thing, but it’s the opposite. It’s the best thing.

It’s what every mom needs after a long day or worrying ourselves to death.

” I see.” Aiden snorts and my heart is currently exploding inside of my chest. “I love him so much.” I hug him tighter, my eyes starting to sting as I bite back the tears. “I do too. Can I hold him?” He asks and I turn my body to my mate, glaring at him without disturbing our son, “You have an email to finish reading.” I shrug and his mouth drops open, the edges of his lips tilting up into a smile as he rolls his eyes at me.

This is what Aiden has been talking about…these are one of the little moments that matter so much that I think I might die because of how much I love him.

The night would only become better if Felix and Cleo show up, joining us on the bed, but they sleep through the nights.