Alpha’s Regret After His Pregnant Luna Left novel Chapter 222

(Audrey’s POV)

“So fast? When did you come to Central Territory?” I asked, surprised by Nathan’s call. It wasn’t like him to appear in Central Territory without mentioning it first.

“Afternoon,” Nathan replied simply. I could hear the smile in his voice. “Are you planning to eat out or at your territory den? Should I bring anything?”

I glanced at Leo, who was sitting cross-legged on the carpet, still engrossed in his territory puzzle.

“Wait a moment,” I told Nathan, covering the phone with my hand. “Leo, my friend Nathan is coming over in twenty minutes. Would you like to go out for dinner or should we eat here?”

Leo looked up, his golden eyes thoughtful. “Can you cook venison, Luna Aunt? Uncle Florian says your venison is the best!”

I felt a small flutter in my chest at the idea that Florian had spoken about my cooking. “I could, but I’d need to go get some fresh meat first.”

Leo seemed to consider this for a moment, then his expression changed. “Actually, I think we should order pack delivery. I’ll treat you!” He puffed out his chest proudly.

His sudden change of heart surprised me, but the gesture was adorably sweet. I turned back to the phone.

“No need to bring anything, just yourself,” I told Nathan. “We’re going to order pack delivery.”

“Perfect,” Nathan replied. “See you soon.”

After hanging up, I crouched down beside Leo and playfully pinched his chubby cheek. “That was very thoughtful of you to suggest delivery. What made you change your mind about my cooking?”

Leo fidgeted slightly with the edge of his shirt. “Uncle Florian said I shouldn’t trouble you. He said if I make you tired, he’ll take away my moon-crystal wolf figurine.”

I couldn’t help but laugh. What a strange threat! “Your moon-crystal wolf figurine?”

“It’s my special treasure,” Leo explained seriously. “Uncle Florian gave it to me for my last moon-turning day. It glows in the dark!”

“I see,” I nodded, amused by Florian’s method of ensuring good behavior. “Well, your uncle is very considerate.” “Is your friend old like Uncle Florian or not old like my father?” Leo asked suddenly, his head tilted in curiosity.

The innocent question made me smile. “What do you mean by ‘old’? Your uncle isn’t old.”

Leo scrunched up his nose. “Not old-old. But he has serious eyebrows and talks about pack business all the time.”

“Alpha Snowfang is probably like your uncle then,” I explained, trying not to laugh at Leo’s description of Florian. “He’s an Alpha, like your uncle.”

Leo’s small face suddenly contorted with distress. “I need to go to the territory washroom!” he cried, leaping to his feet and bolting toward the bathroom.

I watched him sprint away, amused by the urgency that only young pups seemed to experience. There was something so refreshingly honest about children-they never hid their feelings or needs behind social niceties.

After a few minutes, Leo walked out of the washroom with visible reluctance. His little shoulders seemed burdened, and his normally bright eyes were downcast. He looked like a wolf facing a difficult pack challenge rather than a dinner with a visitor.

“Is everything okay, Leo?” I asked, concerned by his sudden mood shift.

“Yes,” he mumbled, not meeting my eyes.

Wanting to distract him from whatever was troubling him, I offered him my pack device. “Would you like to watch some territory cartoons while we wait for Alpha Snowfang?”

Leo accepted the device, but instead of opening the cartoon application, he navigated to the message function. I watched with interest as his small fingers hovered over the keyboard.

“How do you spell ‘uncle’?” he asked, his brow furrowed in concentration.

“U-N-C-L-E,” I replied, curious about what he was doing.

He carefully typed each letter, his tongue peeking out from the corner of his mouth as he focused.

“And how do you spell ‘den’?” he asked next.

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