Danger Zone - Chapter 255

On fewer occurrences, Primo will asks his mate to go to him to the mall to get some fresh air. Of course, during a pandemic, that will be a problem. But for the Omega, there is nothing to stop him from going to the mall even if there is a pandemic going on.

Primo chuckles as he watches his mate, glaring and growling at the mall’s security guard as he stops the pregnant Omega from entering.

“I am sorry, Sir. But it is part of the pro—”

“You do know that if you stressed out an Omega, either male or female, they will be forced to go on labor?”

Primo tries not to laugh about the random fact that is clearly a misconceptions about pregnant Omegas but if it is working against the security guard, then it is a fact. He doesn’t want for the Omega to bite him just because he disagrees with him.

The male security guard gulps as he tremblingly steps aside and lets them in. Even if he is getting some side eyes from other people, they are more amazed by the couple who taunt the guard.

“I can’t believe you just did that, baby. That is both powerful and funny.”

Nigel looks at his Alpha and gives him his sweetest smile as the Alpha wraps his arm around his Omega and walks away from the entrance.

They wander around some stores for a while.

Looking at clothes and decorative items for the baby’s room. The Alpha stays back, letting Nigel makes the decisions on his own and only chiming in when the Omega ask for his opinion.

This is the first time that they go shopping together during pregnancy. Since this is the first pregnancy that they will have, Drax says to just accepts gifts first. But Nigel hates the idea and asks the Alpha if they can go to the mall before he goes in labor.

Primo complies more when Nigel is the one asking him, making Drax laughs at how whipped they are for both of their mates. Just like that, they both wonder if their other cousin, who has a different name, is also doing okay.

Walking between the cribs, clothes, and other infant items, fill Primo’s heart with excitement and joy he thinks he has robs himself of forever. Seeing his husband’s eyes glow whenever he lifts a little shoe, makes his heart swell with adoration.

The Omega looks behind him only to see how much adoration his mate is giving him and smiles. Since the pregnancy comes first before the wedding, Nigel’s parents ask the Alpha if he can consider letting the Omega give birth first before getting marriage.

But before the Alpha can comply, Nigel butts in and says that they will going to marry first before getting in labor since he is not that young to wait for a whole nine months before marrying his fated pair.

The parents can only nod after that as the two of them continue playing with Nigel’s niece and nephews. The adoration from the Omega’s face is enough for Primo to contact his other remaining cousins to find them the perfect place for their marriage.

In which Daime answers with, “The Tavern.”

Primo considers it but he doesn’t wants to share the same space with Mischka and Daime so he refuses the offer, in which Daime understands why. He starts thinking of other places when he remembers that Primo wants to get married somewhere out of Switzerland.

“How about that place? The wonderland shit.”

Primo stops for a while and smiles when he remembers the place. This is when he agrees with the youngest Alpha and considers the place. The place where his brother wants to get married to when he has the power to get away from the Santoros, but unfortunately for him, he died before doing so.

So in place with his brother, Primo and Nigel will get married at that place.

“I will ask Marlene for the decors and tell me if you guys want something specific.”

Primo’s heart warms at the help that Daime is giving him even after what had happened between the two of them. The youngest Alpha once said that it was all the past and there was no satisfaction to talk about them now.

“I love you.”

Nigel looks up at his mate. Surprised by the sudden declaration. He awes, pressing his hand against his chest and before Primo can react, Nigel is crying. The Alpha closes the distance between them to hold his mate.

“What is wrong, darling? Why are you crying?”

Nigel can only shake his head and hugs the Alpha tightly. The Omega loves his family and will do everything for them. The idea of having a new addition to their little group is more than exciting to him. However, he hates being pregnant.

Nausea has starts around the fifth week making him constantly uncomfortable in the morning. What is more shocking is that his body is gradually adjusting to the changes that being uncomfortable with the signs and symptoms only lasts for a week.

Making his doctors baffle at the sudden discovery. This is when the OB-GYNE told Nigel that his body is so ready to have babies and being excited is an understatement. In which Nigel smiles about.

But the challenges of being pregnant do not stop there. It is more and more difficult for him to do basic chores around the house. Primo helps a lot. The Alpha has starts to pamper his husband. While Nigel finds the attention sweet, it is overbearing at times.

He feels useless.

“Baby, it’s okay. Let your Alpha handles this.”

“No! Let me!”

The Alpha can only sigh and watches his mate cleans the living room. Nigel feels eyes behind him and looks back, only to see his mate’s concerned face that he keeps on hiding from time to time.

This is when the Omega feels the frustrations that Primo feels. Nigel wants to help. He really does. But being pregnant and carrying a huge belly in front of him is extra hard and the distress of being useless is putting it up to him… hard.

The Omega stops from cleaning and looks at his mate, straight in the eyes.

“You can do it. I-I just—”

Primo smiles and walks towards his mate slowly. The Alpha’s expression softens. He sits at the edge of the couch and starts to massage his partner’s feet. Nigel immediately relaxes against the sofa, relief flooding his body. He lets out a quiet moan.

Primo breaks the silence again once he sees his husband’s eyes starting to flutter. The Omega hums happily, a grin growing on his face.

“You should massage me more often. It’s relaxing.”

Primo snicker a laughter but ends up following his request.

“Yes, Your Majesty.”