ERIK HEMSWORTH'S POV
I sigh driving in the lane of the great chief house. Amber was fast asleep on my chest snoring softly just like peanut does. He is a perfect replica of my Amber.
She mumbles something incoherent fisting my shirt tightly with her tiny fingers. Parking the car in the lot , I sigh removing strands of hair from her face. So pretty.
" Amber." I mumble caressing her cheeks.
She lets out a little whine snuggling more into me. My cute little mate.
" Baby. My Luna." I whisper as her eyes snap open.
" Please." she whimpers unconsciously.
" Amber." I mutter patting her cheeks as she wakes up from her sleep. She looks at me with wide eyes which are moist.
If I say it is a normal thing , I'll be the biggest i***t in the whole solar system.
" What's wrong ?" I ask
