Avenging The Triplet Alphas
Chapter 22

Arielle's POV

I watched on as my daughter slept soundly next to me. She was a few months old now and I hadn't spent a day without her by my side.

She was named Lily like I told Ethan if the baby happened to be a girl. I was probably speculating but I saw a glimpse of sadness in his eyes when he found out it wasn't a boy despite his earlier protests against the child being named after him. Our story was just starting and judging from how fast our relationship has progressed during the last few months, I wouldn't rule out having a son for him in the future.

Luciana never left my side either, she was always doting on me and Lily much to my delight but I knew it would have to end soon. I would have to get back into the real world and carry on with my daily routine while Luciana who had anointed herself as godmother would look after Lily whenever I was incapable of doing so.

I was on track to becoming a medical doctor and making a name for myself through my own experiences and I wanted to do it all by myself much to Ethan's annoyance.

It had taken a long time for him to realize that I didn't want to be solely dependent on his status and wealth, there was a void I felt that wouldn't stop gnawing at me. I felt this need to feel the glorious taste of satisfaction and happiness. Ethan didn't understand this at first, he thought I was only being difficult and strong-headed, it had taken a toll on our relationship but we managed to reach a compromise. If I ever needed his help, I would inform him immediately, and in return, he would give me the space I needed to grow into my own woman.

Getting into school had been the easiest part but having to go through the ordeals that came with it whilst being pregnant was something I wasn't prepared for. I thought about quitting severally but I couldn't bring myself to do it majorly because I would hate myself forever.

Ethan had warned that college would be a different experience and he wasn't wrong. I was visibly pregnant but it didn't stop the catcalls and whistles I got from the male students much to my disgust, all signs of anger and frustration didn't seem to have any effect on them and quite frankly, the majority of them found it to be an attractive feature and they tripled their efforts to get into my pants.

The first time I complained about the unwanted attention I was getting on campus over dinner, Ethan had quite a laugh at my expense much to my irritation. In a fit of anger, I hurled my plate at his head and I didn't miss by much. His eyes widened at the realization that he had hurt me and he regained his composure.

"You're the last person I expected to make a joke about this whole situation." I was struggling to put a lid down on my anger.

"Hey, hey." Ethan raised his hands in surrender, pointing towards the broken plate on the floor. "Your message was clear enough, I'm sorry for laughing."

"I want to have my peace. How difficult can that be?" I whined, feeling my frustration get the better of me.

"You made me promise not to interfere with your school life." Ethan began slowly, reminding me of my actions. "I can't do anything without your permission."

"If I give you the liberty to do whatever you would like, what would you do?" I asked.

I've known Ethan for nearly a year now and I could tell whenever he had something up his sleeve. He wasn't particularly good at hiding his motives from me like it had been before.

"I have a couple of ideas in mind," Ethan replied, dropping his utensils on the table as he dabbed at the sides of his mouth with the napkin.

"Are you going to keep me in suspense for the rest of the night or are you going to let me in on your plan?"

I was having crazy mood swings faster than I could snap my fingers, Luciana said it was normal and due to the hormones. Right now, all I wanted to do was strangle Ethan with every fiber of my being.

"Tell them we're dating," Ethan began. "I know we promised to keep our relationship somewhat private to avoid the attention but if you tell them who I am to you, I figure they'd leave you alone."

I smiled inwardly. He was going to be in for a big surprise. "I should've told you earlier but telling them I was your girlfriend was the first thing I blurted out once the catcalls became excessive." Ethan's eyes widened. "Okay. I knew you were in love with me but I never thought you were this-"

"Ethan," I began in a warning tone, he was trailing off track again.

"I'm sorry." His tone became serious all of a sudden. "And when you informed them you were in a relationship, what happened after that?"

"A number of them stopped bugging me after that but the other half didn't seem to care about our relationship. It seems like there's a reason they're still loitering around, waiting for something to happen."

Ethan paused for a moment, stroking his jaw. "My best guess is the hormones are going a lot crazier given you're in your third trimester and you're not getting enough, er, s*x."

I felt my cheeks flame up immediately. What was he talking about? I found it difficult to wrap my head around the whole idea.

"What?"

"They're werewolves and they can smell s*x radiating off you just like I can right now, it's why they're still persistent. They're hoping your resolve would crumble soon enough."

I shook my head. "So your grand idea is for me to have s*x?"

"I never said that," Ethan cleared his throat. "We agreed to wait until you're ready and I'm fine with that."

"Why wasn't I informed of this before now? Luciana never said anything to me either." I asked him, shying away from his eyes.

"Given the fact that we're both in a relationship and she's aware of that, I guess she figured that..." Ethan trailed off and I filled in the blanks immediately.

"Oh," I nodded in response. "Is there nothing else I can do?"

"What if I take you to school tomorrow?" Ethan suggested. "I don't have to be in the office before noon, so I don't mind walking you to class."

I instantly discarded the idea. "No, Ethan. I don't think I'd want that to happen."

"Why? I'm not going to sit in class with-" Ethan started but I didn't wait for him to finish.

"It has nothing to do with you," I explained.

"Then tell me what's it about? I'm genuinely curious here."

"I don't want you in the spotlight," I began, I was going to sound ridiculous at this point but I didn't care. "I don't want other girls seeing you and trying to pry you away from me. It's bad enough that I get catcalled at school, you're reasonably understanding and you know I can't do anything about it but I don't think I can show that same level of restraint given the pregnancy and my mood swings, I might just kill the first girl that tries to flirt with you."

Ethan wore a huge smile on his face and I groaned, covering my face with my hands.

"You're adorable when you sound this way." He began and I mentally slapped myself.

"You don't have to patronize me, Ethan. I sound like a jealous housewife who is trying to get her husband to never leave the house."

"I don't care. You sounded sexy and I couldn't take my eyes off you." Ethan replied.

"I sounded insecure and scared you would leave me." I retorted.

"You sounded possessive and in love. Why would I leave you?" Ethan shrugged his shoulders.

"I'm not going to win this, am I?" I peeked through my hands still covering my face.

"No." Ethan smiled. "Not in a million years."

"We still haven't solved this dilemma. I'm scared that one day I might lose my composure and I don't want to get into a scuffle and do something that'll harm the baby."

I instinctively wrapped my hand around my stomach. I wondered if the popular girls in high school ever got tired of the constant attention or if they found a way to thrive within it.

It seemed like a lot to deal with and I hated every bit of it, I would rather be seen as something else rather than a good sport for s*x. Every girl back in high school wanted to be popular amongst the boys and if this was what it consisted of, I was glad I never got to do any of this.

"Marry me."

Ethan's voice broke off my train of thought as I stared at him, not sure I had heard him correctly.

"What did you say?"

"I want you to do me the honor of being my wife."