didn’t believe me. All because I’ve lost a
pound or two.” She sniffled, looking at Liam pitifully. Sebastian’s ears perked up and he saw Kate lean
forward.
“What do you mean, ‘a pound or two,’ Rebecca?” Kate asked sternly.
“It was only two pounds and ninety-six ounces,” she mumbled. Liam frowned. Sebastian looked at
Kate, who was frowning down at her fingers.
“You’ve lost eight pounds? Since when?” Sebastian asked, putting them both out of their mathematical
misery.
“Since last week.” Rebecca sighed and stared down at her lap.
“Rebecca!” Sebastian gasped. Liam saw the shocked expression on his mate’s face before turning to
stare with concern at his friend.
“Is that a lot?” Liam asked, looking from Sebastian to Kate and back.
“In addition to what she lost in the first trimester due to morning sickness, it’s drastic,” Ma said, coming
from behind the counter. She held out a tall frosted glass with what looked like a milkshake to Rebecca.
“What’s that?” She eyed the glass with a colorful swirly straw sticking out of the whip cream
suspiciously. She took the glass and scrunched her nose. Ashby and Gabriel walked into the diner.
“That is my newest concoction. I made it especially for my Alpha Mother. I gave Ma the recipe last
week and made sure we had all of the ingredients here.”
“Is it a milkshake?” Rebecca asked, perking up. Ashby winked at Ma.
“Something like that. Try it.” He sat down next to Kate as Gabriel took the last empty seat filling the
table. Rebecca took a small sip from the glass and her face brightened.
“It tastes like coffee!” She attacked the straw and inhaled half the cup. Ashby winked at Sebastian and
nodded to Rebecca, who was sucking up the last of the concoction through the straw, trying to get the
whipped cream off the side of the glass.
“What was that?” Sebastian asked curiously, leaning forward and taking a sniff.
“It’s a mochachino-flavored protein shake that I doctored up. Not only does it taste like coffee with no
caffeine, it’s filled with all her daily vitamins, and also acts as a meal replacement, which will hopefully
help her gain weight.” Ashby looked extremely proud of himself. Rebecca looked at Ashby, her eyes wide.
“But it didn’t taste bad.” She frowned down at the empty glass.
“That’s the point. It should help satisfy your coffee cravings too. Ma and I have been worried about
how much weight you’ve lost, so I thought this would be the closest thing to coffee you can get. Don’t you
like it?” he asked, looking dejected. Rebecca quickly backpedaled.
“Of course I like it. I love it! I’m just surprised I like it.” Rebecca rubbed her small belly.
“I’m full,” she said, and yawned. Sebastian had the urge to shift and curl in her lap. He had been
looking after her for months, and it was hard to let old habits die.
“Aww, is my baby boy purring? Yes he is! He liked the new milkshake,” Liam said, making baby noises
at Rebecca and rubbing her stomach. Sebastian and Ashby laughed.
“Put my mate down so I can beat you to death.” A low grumble filled the diner.
“Look, Rebecca, it’s your grumpy bear. Be careful or he might find out about our torrid affair. Shush ,”
Liam said in a mock whisper. Sebastian rolled his eyes. Gently, Aleks lifted Rebecca out of Liam’s lap. He
pulled over a chair from another table and sat down with Rebecca snuggled against him.
“As if she would touch your mangy ass. And the baby isn’t purring, he’s growling. He doesn’t like
you.” Aleks grunted. Rebecca thumped his shoulder.
“Don’t say that. The baby loves his Uncle Liam.” She yawned again. Liam pouted and looked down at
his empty lap.
“Now my lap is empty.” He looked up at Sebastian meaningfully. Sebastian stared at him for a moment,
shyly stood up and walked over to Liam, who grabbed him around the waist, pulling him into his lap.
“Come on,
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