Chloe's POV
I've been home for a week now and everything seems to have fallen back in place.
Everyone was over yesterday gushing about the baby room and I was proud that there seemed to be no lingering hate or irritation over what happened while I was gone.
I'm sitting in the living room, lounging lazily on the couch as Alex begins to prepare us food, my body feeling extra sore and exhausted today for some reason.
There's been a constant pulsing of pain in my lower abdomen and the only thing helping at the moment is sitting down with my heating pad on high.
I'm singing to my babies softly, rubbing the irritated area as the two continue to squirm and move around making me groan in pain.
And of course with his wolf hearing, Alex comes rushing into the room worriedly.
"Princess, are you okay?" He asks his hands fluttering over me in nerves, his face scrunched up in worry at my spent form on the couch but I shoo him away.
