My Mate and Our Cub

Fenrir/Hermione One-shot

Hermione walked into the cabin she shared with her mate Fenrir at the ranch they were currently living at. The past few months had been the hardest months of their relationship. Not only had they had to move from the place they called home for nearly three years, they also lost a baby.

Miscarriages were quite rare in the werewolf community and so when Hermione miscarried their first child it came as quite a shock to Fenrir and the pack. Ever since the lost Fenrir treated her life glass; always checking if she felt alright, wanted to sleep or just wanted him to hold her.

They moved to the new ranch a week after Hermione lost her baby and settling into the new cabin was hard for her. She missed their old home, this new place didn't feel like home just yet and everywhere she went she felt like she was missing something.

'Hermione.' Fenrir said as he walked into the bedroom they shared to find her pulling off her top leaving her in only a black bra and black skirt.

'I'm tired.' She said as she let the skirt fall to the floo giving Fenrir a good view of her arse which was covered by lacy black knickers.

'Are you feeling alright?' He asked as he walked towards her as she laid down in the middle of their king sized bed.

'Just tired.' She mumbled as she turned on her side.

Fenrir sat down on the edge of the bed and cupped Hermione's cheek. She looked pale and tired and something was slightly off. He laid down on the bed beside Hermione and pushed her softly onto her back and laid his face against her bare stomach.

'What are you doing?' she asked as she ran her hands through his soft hair.

'You're pregnant.' He said as he smiled up at her. 'I don't know how I missed it. I can smell me all over you.'

'What?' she said shocked as she put her hands on her stomach.

'You've been wearing my shirts a lot recently I thought that's why you smelt of me but it's not. It's the baby.' He said as he kissed her still flat stomach.

'Are you sure?' Hermione asked as she looked at Fenrir.

'Very. You're pregnant Hermione, you're having my cub.' He said as he leaned up to kiss her.

'I'm scared.' She said as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

'I know.' He said as he kissed her again. 'Let's just take it a step at a time okay.'

'Can you smell if anything is wrong?' She asked knowing Fenrir as the Alpha could usually smell if the baby was distressed or hurt.

'No, everything seems fine but it's still early. Very early. I'd say you're only about 5 weeks.' He said as he laid down beside her and pulled him into her.

'Promise if you think something is wrong you'll tell me.' She said as she cuddled into him. 'I don't think I can go through what we went through last time.'

'I promise and you need to promise to take it easy. I don't want you running about fussing over others, I want you resting and eating.' He said.

'I promise.' She said as she placed a kiss on his chest where his heart lied underneath.

Fenrir moved his hand down to her stomach and watched as Hermione fell asleep against him. He knew everything would be alright; it had to be.

Authors Notes:

Just a small one-shot. My Fenrir/Hermione muse is coming back :)

Reviews are welcome