The Alpha's Unwanted Mate
The Alpha’s Unwanted Mate Chapter 138 Book 2 Chapter 70

“Cereal again, Celeste? This is really getting out of hand. Why don’t we make sandwiches today?”

“I don’t want that.”

“Toast?”

“No…”

“Then how about I chef you up my masterpiece?”

“What’s that?”

Zillon grinned. “Eg—”

“No…”

The stupid grin on Zillon’s face went missing instantly, she didn’t even let him finish…how harsh. For months now, she’s been eating unhealthy food, nothing to keep her throughout the day which was why she was almost always hungry… ice-cream, buns, salty snacks and cereals that’s what she mostly ate for breakfast, sometimes he could force to eat what he prepared —eggs, the only thing he actually cook and sausage sandwiches— but not everyday she’d listen.

“Celeste, come on…” He threw an arm over her shoulder, pulling her away from the cereal box. “Don’t you love my newfound talent?”

“If it’s cooking, then no.”

Zillon’s pride melt into water and it wasted no time to drain right out of him. She really had no filter during pregnancy. “Then you at least love me, right?”

“Not if you don’t want me to eat.”

“Then I bet…” He kneeled before her, hands rubbing against the large bump that was her stomach. “I bet they love me.”

“They want to eat too, so no.”

Zillon g*****d, standing to his feet. “Are you really treating me like this because of dry cereal? You don’t even eat it with milk.”

“It tastes better without milk, that’s why.”

“But even if it does, how does it help you and them?” He pointed at her stomach. “I’m sure it won’t get rid of your hunger for long. You can have your darn cereal, but eat something alongside it for Christ sake.”

“Something like what?”

“My eggs or my sandw—”

“No…” Celeste walked over to the cereal box, grabbing it and walking pass Zillon. “You can make eggs and sandwiches for yourself.”

Jesus Christ!

See how she’s acting now?

If Zillon was ever to walk out of the kitchen with a look of vexation on his face, her whole mood would change from bold to vulnerable. She knew he didn’t like it when she practically starved herself and still she…

Better yet, the doctor had told him he had it coming, even Liam and Fredd were scared to step foot in here. If they touched her ice cream or anything she considers ‘special’ to her…she’d sulk, then cry because she sulked.

It was so difficult understanding her moods especially since one minute she wanted to be alone while eating Cereals and watching TV and the next she was huddled up against his side, not wanting to let go…

Sometimes she’d be quiet and the next she was talking about a movie —one he’d never seen before because she wouldn’t let him watch— and expect him to know everything about it.

Zillon was tired, day and night and when he left for pack duties, his return would always make him just want to put her to bed…

But despite all of that, he couldn’t help but find her adorable through it all. She was just this cute and short little kitten with an oversized belly in front of her, even when she was angry, that’s what he saw her as.

But sometimes, like now…she was being a bad little kitten.

Following her out the kitchen, he ended up just where he knew she’d be; in the living room and slowly he walked over, taking a seat beside her on the couch. “Celest—”

“Go…”

“What?”

“You’re going to force me to eat again, aren’t you?”

“No I—”

Celeste turned to glare at him and Zillon sighed out in defeat. “Alright Alright, you caught me…again.”

“See?”

“But Celest—”

“I wanna watch TV.”

Zillon sighed again, shuffling to his feet. “Okay then, watch your TV…I definitely feel no way about the fact that my mate keeps pushing me aside for things that aren’t even important…things like cereal.”

He walked out of the living room and headed upstairs to his and Celeste’s shared room, sitting at the edge of the bed. Very soon after, the wooden steps started to creak and then the door was pushed open, revealing Celeste.

She walked over, taking a seat beside him. “I’m sorry…”

“You said that yesterday.”

“But I mean it this time…”

“You said that yesterday as well.”

Celeste laid her head against his shoulder, pouting adorably up at him. “I placed it back in the cupboard, no more cereals this weak…you’re right, they’re too sweet, they’re unhealthy.”

“You said tha—”

“I know I said that yesterday too, but…” She raised her head and instead of the bed, she moved over to sit on his lap, facing him. “I really do mean it, I’m a handful, aren’t I? It’s jus-it’s just…I don’t know what’s wrong with me.”

Zillon sighed, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her as close as she could get with that belly. “Nothing’s wrong with you baby…the doctor said it has something to do with your cravings, but I can’t sit back and watch you eat junk food until you get fat…”

“Fat…? And then you won’t love me?”

“Of course, I’ll always love you, no matter what…but do you want to get fat?”

Celeste shook her head. “I don’t…”

“Then can I throw those cakes out of the fridge and Fredd brought you some ice cream as compensation for eating yours yesterday, can I throw that away too? And about the cereal…at least drink some milk too…”

“No not milk, can I eat it with syrup.”

“F*cking hell Celeste…that sounds like it’ll taste nasty.”

“Not to me…”

“Do what you want then, but just promise you’ll eat.”

Celeste nodded “I promise…”

“That’s my sweet kitten, gimme a k**s…”

Celeste leaned in, not hesitating to k**s him deeply…