My Bestfriend Slipped Inside Me (An Alpha’s Secret) by Demiah13

For the boy? The one who will look like you?” she tries to smile but a wince of pain shows on her face instead and her eyes downcast as if ashamed to have shown me her weakness.

I swallowed harshly and cupped her chin, tilting it up and forcing her to look at me again.

Xadel,” I replied softly, my voice hoarse with struggling emotion. “I like Xadel.”

She nods, smiling happily. “You’ll teach him boxing too,” she nods again, her dim eyes lighting up a little bit as if she was picturing the scene in her head.” And he’ll be the best in the state,” her smile spreads wider and her brows then furrow.

“Will he come out like a puppy or……” she trails off and then stops, looking at me shyly.

A faint smile tug at the corners of my lips despite the situation we were in Are you asking if you’ll give birth to a puppy? A baby covered with now fur?”

She nods shyly and I pinched her chin fondly. “We usually come out the vagina all human,” I snorted lightly. “But we will be able to fully transform when we turn a teenager, thirteen to be exact.”

She nods, her lips pressing thoughtfully. ” So he’ll come out wailing and not barking?”

I couldn’t hold it, I chuckle, shaking my head. “Yes V, he’ll wail like a normal baby.”

She smiles, her eyes searching mine and warming on my face. “I want him to have your eyes.” she whispered, her eyes dropping to my lips. And your lips too-

I kissed her, planting my lips softly on hers and cutting her words. I make sure I pour every love I felt for her in the kiss, making sure even through the pain, my love for her can penetrate through and heal her.

She gasped and I pushed my tongue in to soothe her, not caring that there was still a tang of her blood on her tongue. This is my pain too, I will taste it too.

I pull away slightly and keep my forehead on hers, breathing heavily. “I will love him as much as I love you. I will cherish him as much as I cherish you.” I rest my palm on her stomach. “I can’t wait to see you round and ripe with my pup.” I breathed, my heart expanding.

Please,” I croaked. “I want to see you round and ripe,” I brushed my thumb over her swollen red lips. “I want to hold our baby in my arms,” I continued in a heavy desperate tone. “I want to hold you both in my arms. Please,” my voice cracks when her eyes begin to flutter close once

more.

Yet even so, a small smile paints on her lips as if she is still listening to every word I am telling her.

Please don’t leave me.” I begged.

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