Becoming the Luna

Chapter 347

Dream isn't surprised when he wakes up first thing monday morning to Hayden's phone call.

"Dream! Hi! Did I wake you?!" He asks with so much excitement that Dream could literally taste it, he hopes Virgil was already awake or he'd be doing so right now.

"It's just sunrise but go off I guess." He says dryly, unable to help the fondness in his tone, it was near impossible to get mad at Hayden, he had a lot of witnesses to prove that fact.

"Awesome! You'll come over won't you" He hears the pout in Hayden's voice at this point and he already knows what's coming. "...since you won't tell me where you live."

"I told you that I'll come live at the Pack House soon, besides you'll be the one to drive me back home, won't you?"

This instantly puts Hayden right in a bubbly mood again. "Expecting you in an hour!" He says into the phone, mumbling something about hanging up so that Dream could start getting ready.

Dream smiles at his phone at this, he had been worried that with Hayden being his usual intuitive self, he would be able to figure out that Dream was pregnant but not if he remained this bubbly and distracted for the rest of their day together.

He just might be able to keep his secret hidden for a couple weeks more, at least until he was mentally ready to face everyone.

He pushes himself out of bed, his thoughts going back to his mom, they had all been worried for her but it turns out that Heather and Darian had shown up the next morning, hanging around like dangerous creatures, blatantly ignoring their father and just being generally imposing.

That sounded like a fun scene but he didn't want his baby anywhere near that sociopath.

He knows that Hayden wasn't joking about the time limit being one hour, he could bet on his long hair that he was going to braid for this outing - screw his dad - that in exactly one hour's time Hayden would start blowing up his phone.

He doesn't like getting Hayden upset so he goes to clean up, not bothering to eat because his stomach got really picky in the mornings, besides Hayden would most likely take him to Honey's and stuff him full of food, it would be better to prepare for that.

Darian had been so curious about his bike but Dream wasn' telling him anything or heavens knew he would wake up to find Darian knocking on his door.

He goes for a loose shirt and casual jeans. There's no tummy bulge yet but he wasn't taking any chances, besides, oversized shirts were comfy and fashionable plus they were perfect for hiding a bat.

He grabs a fancy bag, lots of things going in, his phone, his keys, scent suppressants, whole ass box of kleenex, mints - he wasn't going to try and decipher his sudden love for the anti-sweets, and lots more.

He's ready to go in no time, straddling the bike, he had told Kieran about his absence for the day but the Head Beta kept on inquiring about Dream's promise - like he was going to chicken out - the Omega scoffs, gripping the handles of the bike to steady his trembling hands.

Of course he wanted to fucking chicken out! Because he knew that no matter what Dale said as long as the Alpha wanted him back, he was as good as gone.

And if that didn't make him want to carry his bat out to the woods and beat up big ass trees to stumps, something to let his frustration out.

He drives down to the Pack House with his heart in his mouth, he couldn't run into Dale right now but he had chosen to come here because he didn't want it to seem like he was avoiding Dale.

That would spike up a lot of questions that he wasn't ready to deal with.

Hopefully, Dale would be cooped up in his office like he always was absently, he worried that the Alpha wasn't eating well enough, Kieran was a bird of the same feather as Dale, eating little and sleeping less, and Erin was too chicken to tell them otherwise.

He sighs heavily as he quickly parks his bike and makes his way into his Pack House, apparently his parents would be coming here later, he'd be far from the Pack House then.

Hayden is already waiting for him in the foyer, his Alpha, the Head Warrior and Dream's older brother hovering protectively over him, like they expected goons to jump out of dark corners and try to take the Luna away.

Dream hesitates, he hopes they weren't all tagging along or he was ditching Hayden on this one, no questions asked, the last thing he needed was Virgil's sensitive nose around him for too long.

Hayden catches sight of him and waves him over excitedly, hurrying forward, although Virgil immediately tries to reach for him, Hayden darting forward in a frilly pink shirt that was probably worth all of Dream's wardrobe, white, silk pants topping up the soft look.

Dream chuckles at Virgil's scandalized look when Hayden easily slips past his reaching hands to throw himself at Dream.

"I was starting to think you canceled on me." Hayden half pouts, squishing Dream's cheeks.

Dream let himself be hugged and patted. "It's barely been an hour since you called, Hay." He reminds, throwing an arm around his friend to whisper in his ear. "I hope they aren't tagging along." He inqiures pointedly.

"It took a lot to convince Virgil." Hayden winces, leaning into Dream, their heights are similar so it wasn't uncomfortable to. "So he's not coming along."

Dream glances at Hayden. "Leon and Darian?"

"Tailing us but it'll be like they're not even there." Hayden says sheepishly.

Dream rolls his eyes at this. "Fine." He agrees. "V, Your mate and I are getting matching tattoos." He calls over to Virgil, grabbing Hayden's hand and pulling him out before Virgil can get over his initial shock.