Mated to Her Alpha Instructor (Eileen and Regis) novel Chapter 127

Chapter 127

The words should have reassured me, but they didn’t. Not entirely. My hands found my stomach, that constant nervous gesture.

“I thought…” I hesitated, then forced myself to continue. “I thought you’d be worried about me going to the border. Especially now, when I’m carrying our

pup.”

“No, Eileen. Hawthorne runs the best facility we have. If you’re going to learn advanced treatment, he’s who should teach you.” He reached for me again, hesitant now. “But I won’t lie. The thought of you at the border, dealing with combat injuries while you’re pregnant…” His jaw tightened. “Every instinct I

have wants to keep you here. Safe.”

“But?”

“But I won’t be the reason you give up your calling. His forehead touched mine. “You’re meant to be a healer. I saw it that first night, when you didn’t hesitate to help a dying wolf even though you were terrified. I see it every time you talk about your work.” He pulled back to meet my eyes. “I won’t take

that away from you. Not even to keep you safe.”

The tears came then, hot and fast. “I thought you’d tell me not to go.”

“Would you have listened?”

The gentle question startled a wet laugh out of me. “I don’t know. Maybe.”

Then I’m glad I don’t have to find out. He kissed my forehead. “Though I did take precautions. I spoke with Hawthorne–his facility has excellent security. I contacted the border commander about additional patrols. And…” He hesitated. “I may have requested my own assignment nearby.”

I went still. “What?”

“The combat department approved my request to bring third–year students to the Eastern Border for field training.” His mouth quirked. The training grounds happen to be near Hawthorne’s center.”

“You’re coming? The words came out as barely more than a whisper.

‘I’ll be nearby. And… His thumb traced my jaw. “we could still live together.”

I threw my arms around his neck, probably too hard given my condition, but I couldn’t help it. He caught me easily, one hand cradling my head.

“You planned all of this,” I said into his shoulder. “The apprenticeship, your assignment-

“I told you I’d never stop you from being who you’re meant to be. His voice was soft against my hair. I just found a way to keep you safe while you do it.”

Through the bond, I felt his relief that I wasn’t angry, his lingering worry about the risks, and underneath it all, fierce pride.

“We won’t have to be separated,‘ I whispered. “No matter where I need to go.”

‘Yes.‘

“Then I need to learn,” I said, resolve settling over me. ‘About werewolf births, what to do if labor starts when you’re on patrol. I won’t be helpless–not

when it comes to our baby.”

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‘Hawthorne’s mate is an experienced midwife. She’s delivered dozens of complicated births. Relief flickered through the bond. ‘She’ll teach you. Everything you need to know.”

I believed him. Not because of his strength or resources, but because I knew he would tear through any obstacle to keep me and our child safe.

“Thank you, I said softly. “For believing in me.”

“You made this possible, Eileen. All I did was make sure the right people noticed.” He cupped my face in both hands. “The rest–the research, the reputation, the offer–that’s all you.”

I was falling deeper into this. Into him. Into the life we were building together.

And I didn’t want to stop.

We stayed like that for a long moment, foreheads touching, while the forgotten dinner cooled on the stove. Through the bond, I felt his emotions settle into

something calmer. Pride. Love. Determination.

He’d planned all of this–the apprenticeship, his assignment, our future. He’d given me everything I needed while asking nothing in return.

Maybe I could also do something for us, to create more special memories together.

Heat bloomed in my chest, spreading lower. Tonight, after dinner, I would be the one to show him pleasures I’d been too shy to initiate before.

My cheeks warmed at the thought, and through the bond, I felt his awareness sharpen.

‘Come on,” I said softly, tugging his hand toward the kitchen. “Dinner first.*

His eyes had darkened, that familiar hunger flickering beneath his control. He’d sensed something in me–the shift, the intent.

Good. Let him wonder what I had planned.

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