Pack Plus Three (Pucking Pregnant Book 1)

35. Jeremy

Devon: Baby time! Get your ass home!

My heart stopped when I read that message.

I didn’t even bother to reply. I grabbed my bag and booked it out of my hotel room.

Zach, an ex-team member and pack mate to three of my current team members was standing in the lobby, and saw me high tailing it out of there.

“Where’s the fire?” he asked with a laugh.

“My omega is going into labor!” I panted, stopping only for a moment. “Can you tell everyone?”

His eyes widened before a grin broke out on his face. “You have an omega? I didn’t know!”

“She’s pregnant with twins and has gone into labor early. I need to rent a car to get back, now,” I said quickly. We were in a major city, so there had to be a car rental place nearby. I had come on the team bus, so that wasn’t an option to get home.

“It’s an eight-hour drive!” Zach pulled his cell phone out from his pocket. “We have a jet. It’s only a ten-minute drive to the air strip. Take it.”

“Are you sure?” I asked, dropping my bag to the floor in relief.

“Of course! You’re about to be a father—nothing is more important than that. It makes no difference to us, so take it. I’ll call and get a pilot booked.”

A small, auburn-haired omega walked up to Zach, hugging him gently around the waist. Following behind her was Grayson. She must be the English omega I had heard so much about.

“Is everything okay?” the omega asked, looking between Zach, who had the phone pressed up against his ear, and me.

“Yeah,” Zach smiled down at her, embracing her with his free arm before looking at his pack mate and explaining how I’d planned to get home.

“Oh no!” the omega exclaimed. “Surely, he can take the jet? It’s a long drive back to California and he can’t miss the birth of his baby!”

“Who do you think I’m on the phone to?” He grinned.

“I’m Molly, by the way,” the omega said to me.

“Nice to meet you officially, Molly.”

“Congratulations man, I’m happy for you! How’s Daisy doing?” Grayson said, clapping a hand on my shoulder. “Your life’s about to change.”

“Oh god, it is,” I choked out. “I need to make sure she’s okay. My packmates are taking her to the hospital right now.”

“Then she’s in good hands,” Grayson soothed as Zach spoke quietly on the phone, moving toward the hotel reception desk.

“It’s twins,” I admitted to Grayson. His eyes went comically wide, and I could have sworn I heard him choke on his own saliva for a second.

“T-twins?”

I nodded. “We found out a few days ago.”

“That’s amazing!” Molly said. “Your entire pack is taking paternity leave, right? That poor girl is going to need all the sleep after birthing two babies.”

“We are,” I confirmed. “My pack is already on leave. I planned to take it after this game because she wasn’t due for several weeks originally.”

“How early is she?” Molly asked with a frown.

“Five or six weeks. The doctor assured us that was normal with twin pregnancies.”

“It is,” Molly confirmed. She turned to look at Zach who was walking back toward our group.

“There’s a car waiting outside for you. It’ll take you straight to the air strip and you’ll be with your omega within two hours—now get out of here. I’ll let the team know what’s happening.”

“Give them my apologies,” I said, picking up the duffle bag off the floor where I had discarded it when I had first started speaking with Zach.

“Never apologize for prioritizing your family,” Zach said as he pushed me toward the door. “Let us know when it’s all over. We want details!”

“Thank you!” I called over my shoulder as I dashed from the lobby and into the waiting vehicle.

It took an hour and forty-eight minutes for me to get to the hospital. The flight assistant had insisted I turn my phone off for the hour we were in the air and I had to resist shouting at her in frustration.

Devon and Nate were updating me via text as often as they could but naturally their focus was on our omega. The last update I received was that Daisy was being transferred into a delivery room and she was progressing nicely.

Running at a breakneck pace through the hospital, I’d ignored every funny look I received from the security guards, silently praying that they weren’t going to stop me.

Judging by the horrified look the nurse gave me as I burst into the labor ward, I must have looked a mess, but I was beyond caring.

I was about to be a dad.

“Am I in time?” I asked as I leapt through the door. Daisy was sitting cross-legged on the hospital bed, Nate standing next to her, holding her hand as she strained through a contraction.

Her mass of red hair was piled on top of her head, and she wore a pale pink hospital gown. Even when sweaty and clearly exhausted, she was stunning.

“Just in time!” Daisy cried hoarsely holding out a hand for me which I gratefully took, taking a spot next to Devon on her other side.

“Thought you weren’t going to make it. How did you get here so fast?” Devon asked.

“I borrowed Grayson’s jet!” I admitted. “I was going to rent a car, but they insisted.”

“Oh damn! Look at you being all fancy. It’s a damn good thing though, because you would have missed it if you drove.” Devon laughed.

“All that matters is that it got him here on time.” Daisy panted, looking at me thankfully.

Leaning forward I gently planted a kiss on her forehead, letting the familiar scent of her soothe my adrenaline-panicked body. She was stressed out enough, and the last thing she needed was me freaking out through the bond as well.

“Are you feeling okay?” I asked, my lips against her forehead as I cupped her face, reluctant to let her go.

She nodded. “It’s not been that painful overall. Mostly, it’s just been uncomfortable. And as scared as I am for the next steps, I’m very excited to get them out.”

“How much longer do you think it’ll be?” I asked.

My timing truly was impeccable because I had been holding her hand less than thirty seconds when the doctor came into the room with a big smile on her face.

“It’s almost time to push! Let’s meet your babies.”