Chapter 9
Three and a Half Months Later
Farren
I am very pregnant, and I could go into labor at any moment.
Damon is trying to find a midwife to come to the pack, but that is not so easy because of the other alphas.
The alphas of other packs have been causing problems for us because they don’t like the fact that their pack members want to join us.
We have gotten calls from shifters wanting to join our pack, but their alphas will not allow them to leave. It is not a good situation.
I may have to go to the hospital, honestly. Luckily for me, the baby won’t start to change until around age two. But if I go to the hospital, the epidural will not work for me. And shifters rarely have any complications from labor, as we heal very fast.
“Baby, where are you?” I yell for Damon, walking up the stairs.
I find him where I thought I would, in the nursery. He is in here again, making sure everything is perfect. Damon is so excited for the baby to be born, and so am I.
He looks up and smiles. He is just beautiful. My pregnancy has brought me and Damon so much closer, and I am treated like freaking royalty by everyone. He walks over to me and kisses me on the lips. “You need to be resting.” He wraps his arms around me.
I roll my eyes, but I am used to it by now. Anytime I try to lift a small pot onto the stove, he comes running to me and takes it. “Yes, Alpha.”
Smack! I yelp when his hand smacks my ass. He laughs and sets me down on the bed, and his fingers tug on the edge of my pants.
“Oh yes please.” I moan at the thought.
He licks the side of my neck and drags lazy kisses down my collarbone. “Does my baby need me?” he says through the kissing, his hands roaming my body, touching everything he can.
“Yes, Damon.” My legs are shaking with pure need.
I crave his touch like I crave air.
He grabs the edge of my shirt and lifts it over my head.
I don’t even bother putting on a bra anymore.
His mouth latches onto one of my oversensitive nipples, and I hiss and grab the back of his head.
One part of me wants to tear him away, and another part wants to keep him there forever.
He soothes the tip with his tongue; then he moves to the other and his hand snakes into my pants.
The pad of his thumb presses down on my clit, and I shiver hard.
“Fuck me, baby,” I manage to get out. My hormones are out of control.
“Don’t worry, baby, you will get what you need.” He bends his head down further, kissing the top of my stomach. I feel my baby kick, and Damon beams with happiness. That is one thing I will forever miss, the feel of my baby growing inside me.
I lift my hips off the bed, and he pulls my sweats off my body, taking my underwear with them.
“Lie back, angel.” I do as he says, lying back on the bed with my legs dangling off the edge.
He winks at me, wrapping his hands around my thighs and putting my legs over his shoulders.
He lowers his head and I close my eyes, mentally preparing myself.
His tongue runs along the lips of my pussy. My thighs are shaking. His lips touch the sides of my thighs, and I open my legs a little more, allowing more room. He looks up at me, his tongue running along my pussy lips again. He growls and his tongue strokes my clit.
I jolt. “Fuck!” I yell at the intensity of it, and he chuckles and burrows his face deeper, really getting into it. All I can manage is to hold onto the sheet. It’s like every nerve ending is standing on end, every lick and nip is so intense.
He raises his head slightly. “I could eat you all day,” he growls, going back to it. Two fingers slip inside me, curling, hitting my G-spot. I clench down on him hard. His tongue is still moving across my clit. My toes curl and my legs stiffen as I get closer and closer to my orgasm.
“Come.”
He sucks my clit into his mouth, his fingers moving inside me. It hits me hard, and I grip the covers as the power of the orgasm jolts through my whole body.
I cover my face with my arms; my body is like Jell-O. His arms move under my knees and snake under my back, and he moves me to the top of the bed so my head is resting on the pillow. I uncover my eyes, and Damon takes off his sweats and lies down beside me. “Let me take care of you,” I say.
He shakes his head. “That was about you, Moon. You need to rest as much as possible.”
It doesn’t feel right not to return the favor.
I hope that I don’t have to have the baby in the hospital. I want him or her to be born on pack property.
Damon’s phone rings on the table beside the bed, and he picks it up.
“This is Damon.” I put my hand under my chin and watch him.
That is something I will never tire of. “Really? That would be amazing.” He sits up in bed.
“I will call you once she is in labor. Thank you.” He hangs up the phone and looks at me, excited.
“One of the females in a local small pack is a baby doctor, and she has offered to deliver the baby for you at a local hospital.”
I let out a huge sigh of relief; that is amazing news. “Thank you, baby.” I kiss the closest thing to me: the side of his arm.
He lies back down and turns on the TV. I laugh when I see that it’s Twilight. He laughs right along with me and turns it to something else. I close my eyes and relax, listening to the TV and the sound of Damon breathing.
Three Hours Later
Damon
It’s hard to get her to lie down. She has a rough time sleeping at night, so I get her to rest throughout the day as much as possible. The only way I can ensure that she is resting is to lie down with her.
I push a strand of hair out of her face, pulling the blanket up higher on her shoulder.
She is beautiful. She has changed before my eyes, and her carrying my baby is the sexiest thing I have ever seen.
I never thought loving so much was possible, but I do.
The love I feel for her is all-consuming, taking every single bit of my soul.
And I can’t wait until my son or daughter is born into this world.
It fucking sickens me knowing Ken is still out there. I have tried to track him, and others have tried also, but he just disappears.
Farren suddenly sits up, holding her stomach. My eyes widen at the look on her face. “Baby?” She pulls the blanket back, and I see the bed is wet. Her water broke. I take out my phone and text the doctor that we are heading to the hospital.
“Well, that fucking hurt,” she grinds out, and I help her to the edge of the bed. I run into the closet and grab the diaper bag, her pillow and blanket, and a new pair of sweats. I pull the wet ones off of her and put the new ones on, while I try not to fucking panic.
Farren
He appears to be calm, but I can feel the anxiety through our mate bond. I touch his shoulder. “Everything will be fine.”
He nods and scoops me up off of the bed. He carries me down the stairs and outside to our vehicle. He yells loudly, “MAVERICK!” I laugh because that is the first time I have ever seen him panic. My brother comes out of his house and runs over.
“OUCH,” I say, holding my stomach and throwing my head back against the headrest as another contraction hits.
My door swings open, and I turn my head to see Damon staring at me. “You okay, Moon?” He presses his hand to my stomach.
I nod, but my teethed are gritted. My brother throws our stuff in the back seat and gets in.
Well, I guess he is coming with us. Jackson and Brantley run into the garage.
“Her water broke,” Damon says. “Jackson, keep an eye on everything.” He shuts my door and runs around the front of the Hummer, and I laugh.
Maverick joins in with me. Damon is strictly alpha—he does not get fazed easily—but me being in labor has rattled him.
He gets in the Hummer and floors it. I cover my mouth trying not to laugh again; he is too cute. I peek back at Maverick. His head is pressed against the window; he is trying not to laugh too.
We get to the hospital around thirty minutes later.
Damon parks in front of the emergency doors, lifts me out of the truck, and goes straight into the building.
“Her water broke!” he yells, and I laugh at everyone’s reactions to how loud he is being.
“Her doctor is supposed to be meeting us here.” The nurse comes over with a wheelchair, which Damon completely ignores.
A few minutes later we walk inside the room that has been prepared for us by the doctor.
She is in another room, at the moment, with another mother.
Damon gently lays me down on the bed, and a nurse starts an IV and puts on monitors and a million other things.
Damon is standing by my bed, asking her what she is doing.
“Why are you putting that in her? Why does she need that?” She explains and he nods but watches her very carefully.
I wince only a bit. “Easy.” He growls at her slightly.
She glares at him, he glares right back, and when she leaves the room, he finally sits down beside me. “It will all be okay, baby.” I touch the side of his face. I am about to have a baby and I am comforting him.
There is a knock at the door. Damon stands up, and a very pretty woman walks into the room. She has long red hair that hangs down to her ass, and she is small and curvy. She smiles at both of us, and I breathe in deeply. She is wolf. “I hear that someone’s water broke?”
Just as she asks, I am hit with another contraction. I grip Damon’s hand while I wait for the contraction to ease. His hand runs through my hair, trying to keep me calm. He is sweet but it’s kind of annoying. I really don’t want to be touched when I am hurting.
The contraction eases, and she is standing by my side watching the monitors. “Now I’m going to examine you.” Damon helps her take my pants off, and she bends down and examines me. “Well, you are very nicely dilated…five centimeters already.”