Filed to story: Alpha’s Regret – My Luna Has A Son
He nods over his shoulder, and I see hundreds of people stepping out from between the buildings and cutting across the roads.
“It appears your council holds no power here, not against my people,” I tell the council members when I see Everly’s rogues coming to our aid along with the Slasher pack the council look around nervously at all the enraged face coming toward them.
“Seems you have found yourself in a predicament.I suggest you leave my city.They will fight for my Luna,” I tell the council, knowing full well they were here for her.
“And Alpha,” Alpha Daxon says behind me before baring his neck to me.
I press my lips together and give him a nod, glad for once that our city would stand and fight together as one and because of the woman who would fight for them.
“You earned that position when you stood beside me t o fight for my people, our people, and my pack will stand with you now,” Alpha Daxon says, and I smirk, turning back to the council who glanced around nervously when they found themselves completely surrounded.
“Let him go,” Deacon gasps, clutching his arm.
“What are you doing, we—”
Clarke goes to say, but one growl from his brother shuts him and Deaconnods to Alpha Daxon, just as John was let up.I wave for him to come to me, but he shakes his head.
“I have somewhere else I’m needed.Take care of my daughter until I return,” he says, confusing me, but I shake my head.
I didn’t have time to ask what was going on.I needed to get to my mate, whose panic was bleeding into me through the bond.
However, the roads were blocked with cars which was taking time, s o I shifted.
My bones realigned and snapped before I tore off in the direction of the hospital.People scattered, getting out of my way, and I trusted Alpha Daxon would handle things.
“Marcus?” I mind link.
“Yep, I got the school run.Get to your mate,” he says, and I cut the link, my paws scraping concrete as I cut u p alleyways and tore through my territory.
The sight o f the huge hospital building coming into sight made m e run harder, knowing she was just there.
“Where are you?” I ask her, feeling her worry.
“They are rushed me in for a c-section. Where are you, Valen? You aren’t here,” she cried through the mind link as I smashed through the front doors.
The people in the foyer shrieked and scrambled away when one of my nurses pointed down the corridor.
“Second floor, Alpha,” she said, and I tore off for the Stairs.
Buzzers went off in the distance.
As I got to the floor; I found the doors opening by security as people flurried everywhere.
My heart pounded in my chest as I shifted back, racing down the hall to find the surgical ward, following the directions of my pack as they pointed out which way to go before I came to a set of double doors.
Before I could push them open to find her, a nurse gripped my arm, tugging me to a small room beside it which I found is a washroom.
I washed my hands, and arms while the nurse tugged a hair net down over my head before handing me a mask.
There wasn’t much more I could do than that before she thrust a gown at me.
I quickly yanked it on and rushed to the room next door to find Everly laying on a table.
Her arms strapped down out in a position, and I scoot around behind them to find Everly with her eyes closed, muttering to herself while nurses pulled up a tent looking thing preventing us from seeing as they cut into her.
An anesthesiologist stood by her head to monitor her, and they stepped aside for me when a nurse sat a chair by her head for me.
I nodded to the nurse, and they moved off somewhere as I sat down.
Focusing on Everly, I placed my hands on the side of her face, I leaned down, pulling my mask from my face briefly, and kissed her forehead.
“I don’t break my promises,” I whisper to her when her eyes fly open and her lips quiver.
“You made it,” she breathes, while staring up at me.
“Yes, I made it. Always for you,” I tell her while Doc and the nurses hurried around while also explaining what they are doing, yet I focused on Everly trusting they know what they are doing.
She was my focus.
“Valarian?” Everly asked.
“Marcus will get him for us,” I assured her.
“And my father?”
“Will be here when he can,” I tell her while brushing my thumbs down the sides of her face.
“Everly, you may feel some pressure but shouldn’t feel any pain,” Doc tells her, and I suck in a breath.
Doc explained that the steroids Everly was put on should have helped the baby’s lungs develop, and she was past 33 weeks, so the fact she carried them this long was good.
‘ Yet we all held our breath when he declared the first baby was out briefly, holding the baby above the curtain so quickly I missed it.
Yet Everly stared wide- eyed in panic when they rushed off with the baby.
“Why isn’t she crying?”
Everly worries when Doc declares baby is out, who instantly starts screaming.
Moments later, the first one gave a screech, and I let out a breath, all panic leaving with the breath I hadn’t realized I was holding.
“Baby just needed some suctioning to clear the airways” A nurse told us when Doc spoke through what he was doing as he searched for baby number three before she was out, too.
At the same time, the nurse came to place babies one and two in my arms.
We heard baby three’s mighty scream as it filled the room.
Yet I was amazed and awestruck at the two little bundles in my arms, unable to tear my gaze from the little creatures we created when the nurse brought baby three over bundled up in a hospital blanket.
Everly coos as she tries to see, and I lean down so she can see better when the nurse places baby three on her chest for a few moments.
All her panic slips away the moment she does, and the bond blooms with love and tenderness.
Never in my life had I ever felt so complete.
After the nurse checks Everly and they are stitching her up, the nurse awkwardly placed baby three in my arms, and I stared down at our three perfect little girls, and I couldn’t wait for Valarian to meet his little sisters.
Macey POV
I awoke to fingertips brushing up and down my arm.
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