Ella
The day of the picnic dawned bright and clear, with just enough of a breeze to keep the summer heat from being unbearable.
I stood at the entrance to the picnic, where there was a large archway set up with a welcome sign, my hand resting on top of the small bump that now protruded from beneath the blue sundress I was wearing. The dress had an empire waist, ensuring that my belly was on more prominent display than usual.
Had to ensure everyone knew that the Ashclaw Alpha and Luna were expecting an heir, after all. But I wasn’t complaining. Not today.
Five and a half months pregnant, and I was finally starting to show properly. The sight of my rounded belly still caught me off guard sometimes, but in a good way.
“There you are.” Alexander appeared at my side, looki
