31st week Monika knocked on Ashly and Alex's bedroom door before she popped her head into the room. "Good afternoon, siso," she greeted her sister with a smile on her face. Ashly returned it with a scowl. "So, you're my babysitter for today?" Monika didn't take this to heart, though, knowing Ashly's bad mood was only because of her hormones. Or because she was ordered on bed rest for the last few weeks of her pregnancy, which happened because she developed preeclampsia. Or perhaps it was because Alex insisted someone accompany her to the apartment at all times if Alex was not at home. She didn't let her smile falter as she walked into the room. "I brought some snacks from our mother," she said, showing her the lunch bag she was carrying. She pulled up a chair and sat next to Ashly. Then she took out a container from the bag. "Here's some fresh citrus salad to help lower your blood pressure. She also made beetroot juice," Monika added after taking out the bottle from the bag. "She s

Before Ashly and Alex's daughter was born: ***** Alex lay on his side, head propped on his hand, as he watched Ashly's black eyes concentrate hard on the book she was reading, her eyebrows furrowed together. The corner of Alex's lips tucked upwards in amusement, watching the various expressions on his Omega face. Feeling Alex's eyes on her, Ashly turned to her right. "What?" Alex shook his head. "It's nothing." "Do I have something on my face?" She asked self-consciously. "No," Alex grinned. "You're just so beautiful, I can't take my eyes off you." Ashly blushed and hastily returned her attention to her book. It wasn't long after that when Alex took her attention once more. "What are you doing?" Ashly asked. Alex had taken Ashly's hand with his free hand and placed their hands together. He smiled. His hand was slightly bigger than Ashly's, and his fingers were slightly longer. He intertwined their fingers together and then brought their clasped hands to his lips. He placed a

When they arrived in the bedroom, Cecily started to squirm in Alex's arms and her finger in her mouth. "Is she hungry?" Ashly asked. Alex nodded. "Yeah. It's almost her feeding time." Ashly sat on the bed, and Alex smiled when he saw that Ashly was sitting on her own side of the bed. The Alpha passed their daughter into Ashly's arms. "Uhm…" Ashly looked at Alex uncomfortably. Her face was slightly red. "I know you must have seen me naked a lot before, but..." she pursed her lips. "Could you…" Alex nodded her head understandingly. "I will be in the kitchen." Before Alex left, Ashly said, "I'm sorry." Alex paused by the doorway and turned towards Ashly. "It's fine. Right now, I am like a stranger to you." Ashly didn't know why, but she felt slightly guilty about that statement. She was glad, though, that Alex didn't notice it. After Alex left, she pulled up her shirt and expertly breastfed Cecily. She looked at her daughter and sighed. "I wish my memories would return more quickl

"Leave him alone!" Alex sounded deadly this time, but she was right; he couldn't risk using his power on her and injuring Ray. There had to be a way to distract her, get her away from Ray, and get her attention on him again. "Jasmine, I will give you what you want. You want me to go with you? You want me to-" Tears filled his eyes as he thought of leaving his family and leaving his happily ever after to go back to his wicked witch. "You want me to abandon them? I will. I'll go with you, but you have to let him go," Alex bargained. "Dad, no!" Ray tried to escape her and run to Alex to stop him, but Jasmine, despite having her full focus on Alex, still had a grip on Ray. "Dad, please don't do this," Ray begged, his distress sending him back into his teary eyes. "I will be okay, Dad, please," Ray promised. Alex stared at him, blinking rapidly. 'It won't hurt me'. He'd said it as a matter of fact, as if it were the most obvious and true thing in the world. Even scared, even while being h

It was a few hours past midnight, and Alex was in the living room, carrying a crying Ci and trying to get her back to sleep. However, she wanted her 'Mummy', which meant she wanted Ashly. He sighed. Ashly had returned home late, exhausted after performing her work on the shop, and Alex didn't have the heart to wake his wife up. "Shh, sweetheart," he told Cecily softly. "You're going to wake your mama up. She's very tired tonight, so just bear with your dad, okay?" Of course, baby Cecily didn't understand that and continued to wail. Alex sighed. It was late, and he has tried everything he can think of. He tried feeding her, changing her, and playing with her, but she just wouldn't fall back to sleep. "Come on, Cecily. You need to sleep." He was too engrossed in his crying daughter; he didn't notice someone was standing behind him until a pair of small arms were wrapped around his waist. "You should have woken me up," Ashly said, kissing Alex's neck before letting her husband go. "