Fuck!!!! I'm Having The Alpha Princess's Baby.

Princess wakes up every day at 5 a.m. to prepare for the day. She slipped out from under the heavy blankets with practiced ease, her movements perfectly silent so she wouldn’t disturb the girl sleeping.

As always, Faye was sound asleep, cuddled up on the bed. Whenever Princess noticed that her girlfriend was uncomfortable, she always found a way to make her more comfortable so she wouldn’t have difficulty sleeping. She would gently slide another plush pillow under Faye’s head or adjust the loose duvet over her bare shoulders, waiting until her breathing slowed back down into a deep, steady rhythm.

Faye usually slept past 1 a.m. after spending the night trying to get the pups to sleep, so Princess was always the first one awake. Her Alpha internal clock simply wouldn’t let her rest when there was a massive list of chores waiting for her. Now that Sir Richard was with Adam because Richard was originally Adam’s Butler gifted to Princess.

The next thing Princess did was check her tablet to see how the kids were doing. The light from the screen illuminated her face in the dark room. As always, they were sound asleep inside their cribs. The camera feed showed four little bundles of blankets completely tangled together in a peaceful heap.

She walked into her closet, gathered the dirty clothes, and headed to the laundry room to do the laundry. She dumped the heavy pile of onesies and blankets into the washing machine, measuring out the baby-safe detergent before hitting the start button. Afterward, she arranged her game room, put everything back where it belonged, and set the vacuum to tidy up every corner.

While doing that, it became 5:30 a.m., and her tablet alerted her to movement coming from the kids’ room. A small chime echoed from the speakers, signaling that the morning peace was officially over.

Ronny was awake.

He was always the first to wake up, and then he would cry, disturbing the others. His tiny lungs would let out a sharp, demanding wail that instantly cut through the quiet house. Minny usually wakes up because of his brother’s crying. He would start rubbing his little eyes and whimpering, his mood completely ruined by the early wakeup call.

Leonny would wake up, then close his eyes and continue sleeping, going under his tiny blanket to block out the noise, while Donny never bothered waking up early. She wakes up whenever she wanted to. She would just roll over onto her stomach, completely dead to the world.

Princess picked up Minny and Ronny from their crib, and both hung around their mama while she did her morning chores.

By 6 a.m., Princess started preparing breakfast. Minny was strapped to her because the little dude liked moving around and refusing to stay in one place, often scattering whatever Princess was working on. He kept kicking his small legs against her stomach, reaching his tiny hands out toward the spatula and trying to grab the salt shaker.

Ronny sat in his high chair, feeding himself from his bottle. He held the container with both hands, his blue eyes locked onto the kitchen cabinets as he gulped down the warm milk.

After Princess finished making breakfast for the kids as well as for herself and Faye, it was time for the kids to have their bath.

By bath time, Leonny was already wide awake in his crib, playing by himself, while Donny was still asleep.

Princess gently carried her, trying not to wake the girl up. She cradled the limp, heavy baby girl against her chest, moving with absolute care.

Even during bath time, Donny remained asleep while the boys played with bubbles and giggled throughout the bath. The three boys were busy splashing water everywhere, their loud laughter echoing off the bathroom tiles, but Donny just floated slightly in her baby tub, her eyes completely closed.

Afterward, Princess dressed them and placed them back in their crib before taking her own bath and preparing herself for school.

At 7:10 a.m., she fed them breakfast. By then, their mommy was awake and already getting ready for school.

Even while eating, Donny was still sleeping, but her mouth would automatically open whenever food was offered, and she would gulp it down. Princess couldn’t help but laugh softly, popping the spoon into the baby’s mouth every time it popped open like a little bird’s beak.

Faye helped Princess feed the kids and pack their bags. She always had a book in front of her face, trying to cram words into her head. Her eyes were darting across the printed pages of her history textbook, her lips moving silently as she tried to force the information to stick.

Princess constantly told her to read and understand instead of memorizing everything. She would lean over, gently nudging the book down so Faye could actually see the food she was putting in her mouth.

But cramming was Faye’s preferred method. She just pushed the book right back up to her nose, letting out an annoyed grumble.

Once everyone was ready, Faye strapped Donny to herself since the girl was still sleeping, while Princess secured the baby car seats. They walked out to the driveway, the cool morning air finally waking them up completely. Princess clicked the heavy plastic buckles of the car seats into place, making sure each one was perfectly locked in.

Then Princess drove everyone to school. The car moved smoothly through the morning traffic, the quiet hum of the engine keeping the babies calm in the back seat.

Donny woke up the moment the car stopped. Her eyes snapped wide open the second the tires crunched against the school parking lot gravel, as if she had an internal alarm for arrivals.

After dropping the pups off at their classroom, the two girls separated and headed to their own classes. They shared a quick, silent look in the crowded corridor before turning down opposite hallways.

After school, Faye had detention, so Princess didn’t wait for her. She picked up the kids, loaded them into the car, and headed home.

After taking care of them and giving them an after-school bath, she fed them their bottles and placed them inside their personal playground. Princess had installed baby fences around the game room to stop them from crawling everywhere. The sturdy plastic barriers kept them safely contained on the large foam mat, surrounded by a mountain of stuffed animals and plastic keys.

By 4 p.m., her friends usually stopped by to play games with Princess.

But today was different.

Kiara was the only one who arrived. She walked in without a sound, tossing her jacket onto the back of the couch before sliding into her usual spot at the desk.

It turned out that Beam also had detention for a week. She had gotten caught right along with Faye, leaving her stuck in one of those empty classrooms under the strict gaze of the monitors.

So it was just Kiara and Princess spending the afternoon playing games and hanging out with the pups. The room was mostly quiet except for the tapping of buttons and the occasional baby giggle coming from the play area behind them.