Chapter 71: Chapter 71

EPILOGUE

"No, not 'fuck'. What are you waiting for? Take me to the goddamn hospital!" I yelled at him angrily as the first contraction hit my abdomen. Now he looked me in the eyes, startled.

A few seconds later he picked me up in bridal style and only a few minutes later we reached the pack hospital.

"THE PUPPY IS COMING!" Arsen announced loudly as we entered the hospital. At that moment another contraction shot through me and I cried out a little. It's painful but bearable.

Lucas immediately approached us. Behind him were nurses with a couch on which Arsen then laid me.

It all happened so quickly when another contraction overcame me. The next moment I was in an exam room.

"Then let's see how far you've got." Lucas said. I knew what he meant because we've gone through the birthing process a few times. So I took off my shoes, pants and panties.

As soon as I pulled my panties off and lay back on my back, arsenic started growling behind me.

"Arsenic!" I snapped at him. His jealousy just doesn't fit in at this moment. Lucas is just doing his job.

Arsenic immediately shut up. But when Lucas started examining me underneath, Arsenic growled even more menacingly than before.

Lucas pulled back a bit.

"Alpha, I can't work with a constant need to submit," Lucas said this time.

Arsenic growled again before finally leaving the room. Lucas continued his investigation.

"5 cm. You still have a little time as it is your first delivery. The puppy will only see the light of day in the next few hours."

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A few hours later, Arsen and I were in a room. Arsenic lay next to me in bed, holding my hand as contractions came on every few minutes.

"So how is it?" asked Lucas, who entered the room with a couple of sisters.

"The contractions are 4 minutes apart," my mate replied.

"May I examine you again?" Lucas asked uncertainly.

Arsenic grunted, but then nodded.

A low growl escaped him again and again when Lucas examined me again, but Lucas didn't have to submit to the low growl right away.

"9cm. I'll be ready to go." The nurses and Arsen helped me get out of bed. I was placed in a wheelchair and a little later we arrived at the delivery room.

I lay on a comfortable couch in the middle of the room. My legs were up and spread, ready to push this little baby out of me.

Another contraction came. This time she was different. She was fiercer than the others.

I squeezed Arsenic's hand tightly as he gave it to me. she cracked. I looked at him startled. Did I just break his hand?

"All right baby. It'll heal in a minute." He tried to calm me down, but all I felt was anger.

"Nice for you. I HAVE TO PRESS A WHOLE BABY THROUGHT MY VAGINA RIGHT NOW." I suddenly roared. Why do we women have to bring the children into the world? That's mean. I don't think men can even begin to imagine the pain.

Arsenic's nose went a little pale.

Another contraction came.

"THIS IS YOUR FAULT. YOU PLACED THE BABY IN MY UTERUS!"

"Sorry," he tried.

"NO YOU'RE NOT SORRY," I cut him off. "YOU KNOW WHAT? I'M FINISHING!"

"What? Aurelia, you can't just break up with me."

Another woe came. It was a push pain.

"GO!!!" I yelled at Arsen, who gave me a wistful look and then started to leave the room.

"STOP!" Arsen stopped. "You can't leave me now."

Arsen looks at me and then Lucas, confused. Lucas just grinned and seemed to be having a lot of fun. Arsenic got back to my side just in time for another pressing contraction.

"Aurelia. You have to push really hard now!"

I screamed.

"Almost done. I can already see the head. As far as I can tell, his hair is his father's color," Lucas said.

Another contraction came. And one more. After another contraction, the room was suddenly quiet. Then I heard a baby cry. my baby

Feelings of happiness overwhelmed me and all the pain I experienced before was forgotten.

"Congratulations. It's a boy." Lucas said, wrapping a towel around our son. He then placed him on my chest where I held him. Arsen was completely still next to me, watching the small miracle in my arms.

"What shall we call him?" I asked since we hadn't discussed a name before.

"How about Ariane? That was my father's name. He was a good alpha. His name also means 'golden life'. That would go great with your name."

"Then that's his name." My little Arian.

I had to think of my father for a moment. His name was Hector. I certainly wouldn't name my child after him. After all, he killed my mom...

"What are you thinking about?" Arsen asked me. He must have noticed my look.

"Just my dad." I kept looking at my little boy and smiled at him. Lucas was right, he really does have his dad's hair color. "I don't want to think about my dad anymore though. All that matters right now is is Ariane."

My little Arian and Arsenic, the love of my life. I couldn't imagine life without her anymore.

~Aurelia Storm~

I woke up on Arsen's chest as I do every morning.

"Good morning my pretty," Arsen growled next to me, which made me giggle. How I loved this simple morning.

Suddenly Arsen made a movement so that he was lying on top of me. His head wandered to my bulging stomach, which he then kissed lovingly.

"How is our little one this morning?" he asked my stomach, as if our daughter could already talk to him.

But he didn't stop, he put his ear on my stomach. When he lifted his head again he grinned me melted.

"And?" I asked.

"She says she's doing great and is super excited to meet her parents." I laughed. Arsen now knows exactly how to make my day even better.

Suddenly the door opened and little Arian stormed the bed.

"Mommy! Daddy!" he yelled before snuggling up to us. He was 4 years old now and got into arsenic about almost everything. Except for his eyes, he got those from me.

"If this is going to be family cuddling, then someone's still missing," my mate stated. He pulled back the blanket a little and got up to go to the cot next to us. He took our one-year-old son out, who was already fidgeting around awake .

He came back to bed with him and put him between our heads. Arian also climbed between us and watched his younger brother.

"My Steven," he said, still watching him.

Correct. We named our second son after Steven to honor him. Only outwardly he was the complete opposite of Steven. His hair was black like Arian's, and his eyes green like Arsen's. Definitely another papa child. Maybe I'll be lucky and my daughter will follow me a little bit more.

It kind of reminded me of my father now. Arsen and I spoke again about him killing my father. This conversation was finally interrupted at that time. And what more can I say... I forgave Arsen.

Not thinking any further about my father, I looked happily at my two children, whom I already had at almost 23 years of age.

"What?" Arsen asked, seeming just as happy.

"I love you."

"Me too.", Arian interjected, who snuggled up to my stomach.

"And I love you too," said Arsen, who shortly afterwards gave Steven a loving kiss on the head. He tousled Arian's black hair before finally leaning over to me.

"I love you." He kissed me passionately on the lips, which I immediately returned.

"I love you," I whispered into the kiss.

"Can we go have breakfast? I'm hungry." Arian interrupted us.

Arsen and I parted to look at our eldest with a smile.

"An alpha doesn't ask," Arsen laughed. I elbowed him in the ribs, stopping Arsen from laughing. He was supposed to be teaching our son manners, not breaking them.

Then I stood up, Arsen immediately stepping to my side. Yes, moving when you are pregnant is a little harder.

After standing up, I ran to the closet to pick out a dress that would fit over my stomach. Arsen took Steven off the bed and walked him to the changing table to change and dress him.

When we were all done, we followed Arian, who had already run ahead, to the dining room.

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~Unknown~

I woke up in a dirty cell. It smelled rotten and rotting all around me. I couldn't see much. The only source of light came from the corridor.

So I stuck my head through the bars to see where the light was coming from. To my left, at the end of the hall, was a staircase that led upstairs. At the top of these stairs, warm light shone through a crack in the door.

Around me I could hear some other hearts beating. So I wasn't alone...

As I pulled my head back through the bars, I felt pain in my neck.

I touched him and winced in pain. I remember it being shredded. Then my full memory came back.

Shit...I was dead?

Why am I still alive? And where am I here?

-End-

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