The Alpha's Mate Is The Kitchen Girl

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ters me. He is so huge and I c

d against a pillow. His hand is right under my belly, aiding m

head. My head feels fuzzy and I fe

s around my waist tighter. He final

ver myself and hide my face. It has happen

m leaving the house, and he has made me c

ll giant of a man and I always think that

my mate. He is way beyond my league, I don't know

r the fear that he hates me too. I a

ng and I feel the sensational throb between my legs. As

me today." Rowan says. "I won't be coming

he woods?" I ask. He

rdly spoken more than a few words to him. He se

e asks, his frown caus

mushrooms, the way I used to do b

he house. You can ask Stella to pick

irl. I don't work in the kitchen anymore,

choice. I don't want to send Stella on an e

an, I want to pick

. His eyes cause chills

gestures with h

bed. I am naked, except for the blanket

s chest level. He raises my chin with hi

away from me, babydoll

Rowan." I sh

you and you don't want to know

feel more – fear for him or the urge to have him p

or. "Go on. Pick up your little mushrooms an

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ce Rowan was made Alpha and how lo

soon as the pack members see me out of

nd they know this. They know that they are not obliga

leeping in the al

e kitchen girl, she i

nd throw her out. She will become the kitchen

lk back to the woods. Immediately the cold

three months and it fe

lk for ten minutes, down the path where

em in my basket. I smile, I will make a nice meal for Ro

I immediately get a strange feeling as so

nd run in the other direction as I

with me? I n

nd of it, but I spent the entire nigh

I have lived through many harsh conditions an

t's not true, but after stealing a pregnancy test from one of the

I spend the entire night cooking hi

That's when Rowan's car drives in and the light

. My hands are shaking as I stir the pot. I don't kno

eaning against the frame

a Rowan," I say, avo

cooking?" He to

spaghetti.

stands behind me. I

need to tel

s me. "Put your hands on the c

my back turned to him, but I feel his hands tou

my mouth and I just w

eed to tell y

legs, my legs turn to jelly,

I'm pre

om me. His hands goes over his face, I almost burst out into tears. I don't

shrugs it off. "I will take the pub.

" My voice croaks. "Wh

he kitchen girl. My child will b

yone has ever said to me. I

your mate," the tears

e nothing but a kitchen girl, you