Chapter 243: One too many

Frederick "Wait, Frederick," he told himself as his hand reached for the door to the bedroom, just as his father had said. Frederick wasted no time entering the room and closing the door behind him, not allowing the manservant to say anything. He wrapped his arms around his mate's pregnant belly from behind, pulling her back into his chest, her soft form pressing against him. He rubbed against her gently, easing his yearning. “I ache for you,” he growled into her ear. She squirmed lightly but managed a smile. “We have a few weeks left. And I know you will wait. You’ve done so, my love,” she said, her voice like a smooth caress in his mind, easing his agitated wolf. “But I don’t think that’s all,” she said, reading him so well. “You must speak to me,” she added gently, placing a hand that was on her belly against his. Frederick felt as though he was going to melt. The tenderness was almost too much for his heart to bear. His wolf was definitely melting against her, and if he were fu