Astrid's POV
I reclined on the chair after Dad stepped out to get the peppered roast meat that I have been craving recently.
I was considerably larger now considering the fact that I was in my early trimester. My ankles were swollen, I couldn't see my feet and I was pleased to report that I now waddled instead of walking.
I also got tired and napped very quickly any time that I wasn't eating. My wolf didn't lend me much of her strength because due the fact that she had limited reserves seeing as we hadn't shifted in a while.
She saved that strength for guarding the baby and I could feel her wrapped securely around the baby, continuously protecting it and it warmed my heart.
I heard a knock on the door. That was fast.
I hadn't expected Dad back home for some time.
I opened the door only to see Alpha Jaxon standing there.
"Astrid."
I panicked.
"I'm afraid you have the wrong person."
I tried to slam the door close but Alpha Jaxon didn't hesitate before putting his hand between the door an