The Designated Mate novel Chapter 87

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Summary for Chapter 87: The Designated Mate

What Happens in Chapter 87 – From the Book The Designated Mate

Dive into Chapter 87, a pivotal chapter in The Designated Mate, written by James Back. This section features emotional turning points, key character decisions, and the kind of storytelling that defines great Internet fiction.

"Knox-"

"No, Poppy," he growled out of frustration, "how could I, your fucking mate, have not sensed this until someone told me? I sent you and our child into a fucking death trap. What kind of mate does that make me? What kind of father does that make me?" he continued. I could see the agony slowly burning in his eyes

"Neither one of us knew, Knox! What does that say about me as a mother?!" I shot right back, hoping to get through to him with the role reversal. "I'm the one who's body is physically changing because of the pregnancy and I didn't even suspect it! You cannot go beating yourself up like this! We've all been so stressed out and caught up with trying to take down your uncle and find your parents. We're only human, Knox. We're allowed to be imperfect," I finished, brushing my thumb across his bottom lip to pull it from his teeth as he gnawed on it.

"Well, we're technically not only human, but..." he retorted back instantly, amusement lacing his tone. I huffed and tried to act annoyed him him, but failed in doing so.

"You're right, Flower," he finally conceded.

"That is my favorite sentence to come from your mouth," I teased playfully.

"Really? Not, 'panties off, spread your legs'?" he asked with a raunchy gleam in his eye. I giggled before pushing lightly against his chest.

"That's not technically a sentence," I quipped, throwing his previous word back at him. He chuckled quietly before leaning down to press a kiss to my forehead.

"Regardless of how careless I've been with you, I can only take it as a lesson learned and be a better mate in the future. Starting now, you're not leaving my sight," he stated vehemently. I just shook my head as he finished his rant, not bothering to argue his wrong opinion about being 'careless' with me or not letting me leave his sight for the next however many months; I was going to pick and choose my battles and this was not one I was choosing.

"We can continue standing here and talking, or we could go see our first ultrasound. It's up to you," I said nonchalantly.

"Well, when you put it that way," Knox began before sweeping me up into his arms as I squealed in surprised and high-tailing it the rest of the way to the doctor's office.