Chapter 7 Kitty

• (Cole P.O.V)
• I found myself on my knees, desperately pleading with Nikki to forgive me.
• “Nikki, baby, I'm truly sorry. Please forgive me,” I implored, my heart heavy with remorse.
• "No," she responded, turning her gaze away from me, absorbed in licking her lollipop.
• “Come on, princess. How about I get you some ice cream?” I attempted to bribe a two-year-old with ice cream, hitting an all-time low in my efforts to make things right.
• “Trevor already gave me ice cream,” she informed me, bouncing happily on Trevor's lap, "and I was mad at you, Cole, and Ro too."
• “Nikki, please, my princess. I'll give you anything you want,” I pleaded with desperation, willing to go to any lengths to earn her forgiveness.
• Her mischievous expression remained unchanged, “Anything?”
• Taken aback, I responded, “Anything...”
• A devious glint sparkled in her eyes, a level of cunning beyond her age. “Yay, I want a pet. Take me to a pet shop now!” she demanded. I reached out my hands to lift her, but she adamantly stayed in Trevor’s lap.
• "No, I won't come until you get me a pet," she declared, burying her face in Trevor's neck.
• "Alright," I agreed, defeated. We walked to my car, Nikki still perched on Trevor’s lap, and I drove to the pet shop.
• "Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!" Nikki cheered, cradling her new kitten to her face as we left the shop.
• "I did promise you anything, didn't I?" I said, my expression neutral despite my inner turmoil. I. REALLY. DISLIKE. CATS.
• "You probably didn't think 'anything' would involve a cat," Trevor smirked, enjoying my discomfort.
• "I named him Madol!" Nikki proudly announced, showering the poor creature with excessive affection.
• "Be gentle with him, Nikki. He's just a baby," I advised, bending down to kiss her forehead, relieved that she had forgiven me.
• "Can he sleep in my room?" she inquired hopefully.
• "Of course he can sleep in your room. He's your kitten."
• "I'm going to feed him, give him baths, and take him for walks!"
• "He's a cat, not a dog," Trevor chuckled, earning a pout from Nikki.
• "Cats play outside too!"
• "Absolutely, little princess," I glanced at the clock – 9 pm, well past Nikki's bedtime. "Now, it's bath time." I set the kitten down and lifted Nikki, carrying her to the bathroom, the kitten following.
• As I undressed Nikki for her bath, she suddenly asked, "Why does my belly button look different?"
• "Because you're a baby, and babies often have 'outies.' It might change to look like mine when you're older," I explained, rinsing her hair.
• Roy chimed in with a smirking thought, Roy-No! I'll behave, I promise! I enjoy being with our little mate.
• I chided Roy mentally, She's just a baby. This is why we never handle her baths. I should've let Courtney do it like usual.
• "I'm two, Roy! I use the big kid potty now!" Nikki asserted, defending her growing independence.
• "Okay, Nikki, maybe you do have an 'outie' then," I conceded, recognizing the futility of reasoning with a determined two-year-old.
• After finishing the bath, Nikki asked about her new kitten. "Where's Melow?"
• "He's waiting for you in your bed, sweetheart. Let's join him," I dried her off, helped her into pink footie pajamas, and carried her to her toddler bed, where she snuggled up with her new feline friend, Bubbles.
• "Do you need to use the potty before bed?" I inquired, tucking her in.
• "No, I went before the bath," Nikki replied, patting my cheek before leaning in for a goodnight kiss. "I love you, Cole. I'm not mad anymore. Thank you for my kitty."
• "Anything for you, my precious princess. Sleep well," I kissed her forehead, turned on her night light, and left the room, whispering, "I love you, Nikki," as I closed the door.
• After handling some tasks, I returned to my room to sleep with my little mate. I settled Nikki and Meadow beside me and drifted into slumber.
• A while later, I awoke with a start, feeling pressure on my face. It was Meadow, attempting to smother me. I lifted her off and she scratched my face before curling up on the couch and falling asleep.
• Groaning, I got up and wiped the blood from my face. This is exactly why I despise cats – they're wild and unpredictable. Returning to bed, I found my face miraculously healed thanks to my werewolf abilities. Cradling Nikki in my arms, I fell asleep peacefully with my adorable little mate by my side.