11
Wesley
Months passedsince the encounter with Gunner. While we still felt grief towards our losses, we were also excited about the new life coming into the pack. Mason and Charlie were over a lot more often, giving me tips and commiserating with me about my pregnancy woes. With my due date coming up fast, I spent most of my time on the couch or in bed, bossing around mypoormate.
Then, one night, the pain came - fast andbrutal.
I let out a scream, then doubled over. Instantly Ken ran to my side from theotherroom.
“What’s wrong?” Then, the realization hit him. He was panicked as a father, but his training and experience as a doctor kicked in quickly. “Let’s get you down to theclinic.”
Curling up in a ball of agony, I let Ken pick me up and rush me downstairs. There was a special birthing room that I’d only seen in passing until now. I barely had time to appreciate the warm wall color and comfortable arrangements before another shock of pain hit me, causing me tocryout.
“Wesley, are you okay? Can you rate the pain from one to ten?” Kenasked.
“Twenty,” I hissed through grittedteeth.
He frowned. “Okay. I need you to listen to me. The baby is comingnow. You need to push. I’ll be here for you theentiretime.”
I gripped his hand so tightly it felt like it was going to pop off. With my eyes clenched shut, I did as Ken said and pushed. Omega shifters had been doing this for centuries - I knew I could get throughit,too.
But god fuckingdamnitif it didn’t hurtlikehell.
“Good. Good, you’re doing well,” Kenencouragedme.
“I want the other omegas,” I whimpered infrustration.
It’s not that Ken wasn’t enough - I loved him to death, but right now I wanted the reassurance of someone who’d been through the same painasme.
Ken nodded in understanding and quickly whipped out of his phone, alerting Mason and Charlie of mysituation.
I let out a sound halfway between a groan and a scream. My body stretched and felt like it was contorting, like I was trying to expel a demon. Pain seared through me, sharp and throbbing andhorrendous.
The door burst open and Mason and Charlieranin.
“We came as fast as we could,” Mason saidbreathlessly.
“Oh - look how far along you are already!”Charliesaid.
I couldn’t look - I didn’t want to look. I just wanted this baby out ofme-now.
“I’m so sorry, honey,” Ken said sympathetically. “I know it hurts. The baby will be here soon, any moment now. Just keeppushing.”
“You’ve got this, Wesley!” Masonencouraged.
“You’re so close!” Charlie added. “When the baby’s here, you won’t even rememberthispart!”
I found that hard to believe, but I was too busy screaming and groaning in pain to answer him with a snarkyremark.
Finally, when it felt like my body was going to explode from the agony, a cry filledtheroom.
Time stopped. As soon as I heard that voice, my heart swelled. The pain, sweat and tears were forgotten. All I cared about was the tiny crying angel inKen’sarms.
“He’s here,” Ken said with a huge smile. “Ourson.”
Charlie started crying as soon as he saw the baby. Mason was clearly trying not to, butfailing.
“I want to see him,” Iwhined.
