All Chapters of Healing a rogue princess: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

3 weeks later *Zac* I have to admit that I am tired, but also rather excited when I pay and exit the taxi outside my home. I have been away for three days for some work on a tv show and I was not supposed to get home before tomorrow, but when we finished filming earlier than expected I decided to take an evening flight and surprise Cynamon. So here I am, sneaking into my own house at half past one in the night, expecting to find my pregnant fiancee asleep in our bed. Only, she isn’t, instantly making my anxiety flair. “Darling ?! Cynamon ?!” I call, walking through the house, after having put my bags down. Where can she be. She is nowhere to be seen, and I realise neither is Blue. Can she be walking the dog at this time ? Or has she gone somewhere and taken him with her ? But if she went somewhere wouldn’t she tell me ? Walking outside I see that the light is still on in the small guest house where LZ is staying, probably he is editing some pictures or film on his computer. So

5 weeks later *Cynamon* “Well hello there my most beautiful fiance”. Zac’s arms slides around me from behind, landing on my bulging belly. “And my little jelly bean ... how are my two best … Uhm three best girls ?” ‘Aww he remembered me’. Zyka purrs. ‘He is just the sweetest sweetheart’. I lean against him, breathing in ... he has just showered after his work out and he smells so amazingly fresh and clean. “I am tired and she is having fun using my blatter as a bouncy castle”. “Jelly bean be nice to mommy, she is working hard on growing you”. He says softly, caressing my stomach like he can actually touch her through my skin. I am actually surprised how Well he has taken this whole, ‘sorry babe I am a werewolf’ thing. Once in a while he seems about to freak, but then it is like he takes a deep breath and gets himself under control. “I think she likes your voice ... she always goes calm when you talk to her”. I mumble. I love this. Our small private intimate moments, honestly Z

*Zac* “Hi darling ...”. I stop in my tracks seeing LZ and Evie sitting close together looking at his laptop. I lean in kissing Cynamon on the cheek and letting my hand cup the baby bulge. “Soo what’s happening with those two ?” She smile softly, placing her hand on top of mine before whispering back. “Young love in progress ... she saw him and ... according to her he is the most handsome and amazing man she ever saw”. “Aww ... that’s sweet. I mean LZ totally deserves it. I would probably just have thought Nick was more her type”. To be honest they do make a cute couple and LZ is smiling even wider than usual. “She told me she likes smaller guys ... apparently they are easier to cuddle”. She whispers softly. “Look at them, so cute together”. I wind my arms around her, pulling her as close as her belly allows. “Well I happen to think I cuddle pretty well, despite my size”. “Oh you do Zac ... you give the best cuddles”. She leans up to kiss right under my ear. “And me personally,

*Evangeline* “This… the allergies I mean, it has to be rather problematic when you travel and such… how do you manage ?” I look at LZ as he slips a piece of sushi into his mouth with the chopsticks. “Also… I thought you were a vegetarian ?” He looks thoughtful as he chews, it makes his forehead crinkle up in the cutest way… we are, as you probably have guessed, having sushi for dinner, after having visited the local toy museum and a very interesting photo and video exhibit. He swallows the bite. “Well, I actually made a video about it… travelling with allergies and how to best handle it… I always make sure to bring some energy bars and to have a list with the most important words in the local language. But no matter what it’s always a bit stressful… and well not fully vegetarian, I do eat a bit of fish sometimes”. “Yeah I can imagine… I mean I feel all nervous eating with you. Is it bad… I mean what happens ?” I imagine it would be good for me to know in case it happens. “What s

*Cynamon* The warm, sweet aroma of vanilla and chocolate fills the kitchen as I stand at the counter, my apron tied snugly around my waist, flour dusting my fingertips. I hum softly to myself, the rhythm of my mixing spoon creating a melody that dances through the air. I’m baking cupcakes as I promised Evangeline, a delightful burst of color and flavor that feels like a small celebration for our little family. With each stir, I can almost imagine the smiles on the faces of those who will devour them. I have of course made sure that they are safe for LZ. Just as I pour the batter into the cupcake liners, I hear the familiar creak of the door. “Hey, sweet cheeks!” Zac’s voice is a warm embrace, instantly brightening the room and my mood as always. I glance over my shoulder and find him leaning against the frame, his dark hair tousled and those deep hazel eyes sparkling with mischief. “Don’t you dare!” I warn playfully, catching his hand just as he reaches for the bowl, his finger