Gregory held the picture of our pups as we slowly walked back to the pack house. We had chosen to walk to the clinic, so we walked back to the house.
Gregory: I should have asked Jackson to come get us my love…
I looked at him, laughing.
Amelia: My wolf, you heard the doctor like me, I can take walks, as long as I'm not too tired. It's good for the babies that I get some fresh air and walk a little. I can't spend the next twenty-eight weeks lying down my love.
He sighed softly.
Gregory: I know, sorry my dear… I feel so overprotective of you, it was already intense before you were pregnant, but now…
I stopped to look at him, smiling. He stopped walking and looked at me in confusion.
Gregory: Is there a problem?
Amelia: No, there is no problem. I love you, that's all.
He took me in
