Accidentally Pregnant By My Alpha Best friends (Madeline) novel Chapter 476

Madeline:

I had to accept the offer because my two children were with me, and they were anxiously waiting to go home. Thankfully, nothing happened on the way.

There was no commotion. We did not have to stop the car, and Graham never stepped out to disturb me.

The ride passed in silence. I stared out the window while my children slept in the backseat, both their heads resting in my lap.

When we finally reached home, I had already texted Lord Jonah to come to the door. He was standing right there, so Graham did not get out of the car.

Lord Jonah picked up Bodhi while I carried Elara, and we went inside together. I did not turn back to look at Graham even once.

“So, how was it? Did the medicine work?” Lord Jonah asked, settling the children in their bedroom.

“It did,” I replied. “It was quite a moment watching those parents hear their children speak again.”

I remembered their cheers and the grateful glances they gave me when their children woke up.

“All in all, it was perfect,” I added, smiling to myself as I thought about helping others again in the morning.

“Whose pack is tomorrow?” he asked, pulling a blanket over the children.

“Elgin’s. Then a few others, and finally Byron’s,” I answered as I stepped out of the room. “I really want to meet Byron and thank him.”

Lord Jonah had grown more mature, especially now that he was no longer under his wife’s influence.

“I am still shocked he is helping anyone,” Lord Jonah remarked as he walked toward the kitchen and began warming food for me.

“Did you bake that lasagna?” I asked, laughing softly.

He nodded.

“I used to be a great cook until Baxter’s mother reminded me that a man should not be in the kitchen,” he said, releasing a quiet sigh.

“That is not true,” I responded. “Men can be great cooks too.”

He smiled at that.

“That was my retirement plan,” he continued. “After stepping down from the crown, I would become a full-time creator, post cooking videos. But lack of support can make you doubt your talent.”

He did not soften the truth.

I nodded, thinking of my own life.

“You need to eat before you sleep,” Lord Jonah said, serving lasagna onto two plates.

“By the way, why are you shocked that Byron is helping someone?” I asked curiously.

When I was still in the werewolf community, Byron and Baxter were not friends. I had never even heard of Alpha Byron back then.

I had my own problems in the past. But I knew they were not close. So they must have become friends after I left.

I just never understood why Baxter’s parents hate his friends so much.”

“That is because of how he was known,” Lord Jonah answered.

I took a bite of the lasagna, and my eyes closed automatically as I savored the taste.

“See? I am a good cook,” he added.

His disbelief made it clear that he understood how serious this was. It was not easy for anyone to obtain those herbs.

“Yes. He practically turned everything upside down just to find them,” I said. “Why is that so hard to believe? Is there something I should be worried about?”

He stayed quiet for a moment, still looking puzzled. Then he shook his head.

“No. It’s just– they stopped being friends after the whole file incident. That’s why I was confused about when they reconciled.”

Relief spread through me. I placed a hand on my chest and let out a slow breath.

“Anyway, the doctor wants us to meet Baxter one last time before they put him under,” I continued. “I was thinking of spending some hours with him at the hospital. I was hoping you, the children and even his mother could come.”

Now that everything was laid out, I told Lord Jonah the entire plan.

He began nodding immediately. A soft smile appeared on his face.

The thought of his son waking up again must have meant everything to him.

“That is a wonderful idea,” he said. “Tell me the day, and we will be there for him. When he wakes up, I will tell him how much his wife has done.”

He gave me a firm nod, silently showing his appreciation for the support I had given Baxter.

I smiled and covered my lips before nodding back.

It was decided. I would not go to Elgin’s pack tomorrow early morning.

Instead, I would take some hours off to focus on my husband’s treatment and spend time with him before the procedure.

That night, as I lay in bed, all I could think about was Baxter.