Noah's POV
A month later...
"I'm going to scream," Blake says angrily gritting her teeth clenching her fists.
"No, you're not." I sigh hugging her, wrapping my arms around her swollen belly holding my mate and my pup in there as I set my chin on her shoulder. She is very pregnant.
"Yes, I am." Blake nods. She turns around in my arms looking at me. "I'm serious I'm going to scream." she nods. "If I don't get it right now I'm going to die so I have to scream."
"You're not going to die." I remind her.
"That's why I'm going to scream," she says in a duh tone.
"You're fine just be patient for a little while longer." I encourage her.
"I'm going to scream." she nods again. "I need ice cream now or I think I'm going to die."
"I'm glad to see you're
