“What do you mean?” Des asks.
I can hear Mason muttering something in the background, but I’m too focused on Hudson to bother attempting to make out his words.
It only takes a few seconds to explain how sick Hudson is, how much he’s vomited, and how pale he looks.
At least he hasn’t puked in the last ten minutes. I’m hoping this wave is over.
“Morning sickness isn’t literally only in the morning, but that seems like extreme. You think he needs to see a doctor?”
“No,” Hudson croaks. Guess he can hear Des over the line.
“I don’t know. He’s saying no, but he looks terrible.”
“Thanks,” Hudson croaks.
When he lifts his head and attempts to push to his feet, he sways, and I almost drop the phone to keep him steady.
Wedging the phone between my ear and shoulder, I make sure he’s steady on his feet as he makes his way to the sink, brushes his teeth, then rinses his mouth with water.
“Hold on a second,” I say, setting the phone on the counter so I can scoop my omega into my arms and carry him back to bed.
After pulling the blanket up to his chin, I rush back into the bathroom for the phone, glass of water that Hudson hasn’ttouched, and the wet washcloth to dab at the sweat beading on his forehead.
“I’m back. He’s saying no to the doctor, but I’m staying overnight. I’m taking my first official personal day to stay with him tomorrow. I don’t feel right leaving him alone right now.”
There’s some muttering again and then what sounds like static as the phone is passed to Mason.
“You sure he doesn’t need to be seen now? We can meet you at the ER.”
A smile pulls at the corners of my lips. I’m one hundred percent positive his concern is for our unborn child. But I’m also one hundred percent positive he’s also worried about Hudson whether he says so or not.
“I’m not going to the fucking hospital.”
Yep. Hudson can obviously hear the other side of the line clearly enough.
“I’ll keep an eye on him. Hand my shit over to one of the junior partners if necessary. My assistant can contact any appointments I have for tomorrow and reschedule them.”
Because the most important thing in the world to me in this moment is Hudson, his health and wellbeing.
Holy shit. I think I’m more worried about my omega than the child he’s carrying. Not that I’m not worried about him or her, but it’s finally clicked into my brain that my heart and soul have officially found the missing piece to our family.
All these years, it had felt as though something was missing, hence our desire to have a child, to grow our family.
And all these years, all that was missing was Hudson. Not simply another pack member, not simply another omega or beta…
Only Hudson.
CHAPTER 42
Mason
How did I think I could focus at work after the information Alex dropped on us last night?
At the moment, I’m sitting at the conference table while the junior partners give their updates for the month, except I don’t hear a damn thing.
I felt the moment something had changed in Hudson last night. Then I’d felt Alex’s fear.
Terror and panic unlike I’ve ever experienced crashed into my heart. Desmond called before I could even reach for my phone.
