Filed to story: Owned by the Alphas Novel
Tears fell steadily as I looked down to Galen who was still working on my son.
The twins’ shadows hovered, so did mine.
“Galen?” I prompted but he didn’t answer.
Somehow that was worse.
My chest ached more than my pelvis had moments ago, and I held my breath.
Kai came over then, standing close, putting his hand on Derik’s shoulder.
His jaw was tight, his eyes as watery as Derik’s.
It had my heart racing harder.
I couldn’t see him. My son was born, and I couldn’t see him. I craved it more than I ever had. My arms ached to hold him.
“Let me see him,” I whispered.
But nobody answered me.
Brax moved from standing between me, Cain, and Tabby, to sitting next to me, his shoulders brushing mine.
Surrounded by my Alphas was usually a comfort. This time, a stone of dread dropped in my stomach.
“Give him to me,” I said more forcefully.
“Galen is doing what he can, Spitfire,” Brax tried to reassure me, but it just made the dread worse.
I needed to hold him, I needed to see him.
But I was still aching in my pelvis. And still attached, I was pretty sure.
“Cut the cord, Derik. I want to see him,” I ordered.
Derik hesitated.
He took an entire minute to answer, his eyes still wavering with unshed tears. When he finally spoke, his voice was broken, “The cord is keeping him alive, Beautiful.”
My tears were not so subtle. They fell freely.
I couldn’t handle what that meant, and I moved my shadows to my newborn son who I hadn’t even heard yet.
I covered him in my shadows, checking for his heartbeat.
It was so faint.
I sobbed and Derik held me tighter.
I covered my hand with my mouth and looked up at Tabby.
Her face was pained, her lips pursed. Her eyes were trained on Galen and my son.
I wanted to sit up more, see what he looked like but I was too scared to move in case it disrupted what Galen and my mom were trying to do.
‘Use your magic,’ the whispers said in my head.
The frown that always came when they spoke to me was instant.
‘Galen is–‘
‘Not going to be able to save him. Use. Your. Magic,’ they reinforced. Normally the whispers were echoing and patient.
This time they were forceful.
And I trusted them.
‘How?’ I asked, my magic rushing to my fingertips. It was lighter in my body without the task of helping me carry.
‘You want your son alive, don’t you? Tell your magic that.’ The whispers made sense.
I did exactly that, closing my eyes and talking to my magic like it was a human, like it was standing next to me. I let it feel what my son’s life meant to me. What Tabby was there for. How much Derik wanted this. I begged them to help.
And they did.
With an ease I had never accomplished before, the magic flowed from me and my eyes flung open.
Tabby smiled widely when I did.
“Little Luna–” Kai gasped, watching as my magic flowed from me to the space between my legs that I knew was my son.
“What are you doing?” Derik asked, choking out the words, his grip on me tightening.
“Saving our son,” I said, my magic so warm and comforting as it did what I asked of it.
There was no resistance, no questioning.
“Your energy–” Brax tried but I shook my head before he could finish.
“I have energy for this,” I said then gave more of my magic.
Beenie came out then, carrying the twins who were squawking.
“They won’t stop,” she worried but Zale and Enzi stopped crying as soon as they came out.
Beenie raised her brows at them, holding them on her hips.
“Bring them over, they’ll want to meet their brother,” I smiled.
Something about the whispers and the magic they had taught me to harness properly had comforted me.
I was no longer tense. I no longer worried for my son’s life.
My tears dried and my heart went back to a regular rhythm.
Galen shuffled back as my mom did and we waited.
Beenie put the twins down next to me and their shadows found mine. They were checking I was okay.
I was okay. Just waiting.
My patience paid off in the next second because the glowing purple magic that had spread over my son retreated back in and his loud, shrill cry broke the tension in the room.
I grinned and everyone let out a heavy exhale.
My shadows picked him up and brought him to my chest where he curled in, mewling against my skin.
Derik scrambled to grab a warm blanket and placed it over our son.
I smiled up at him, running my hand down his face where his tears had spilled over.
“He’s perfect,” Derik whispered then kissed the top of my forehead, “You are perfect.”
Galen cleared his throat, “You can cut the cord now, Derik,” he offered.
Derik did and Galen helped me through the last phase of birthing.
I didn’t pay any mind to it, too engrossed with the new addition to our growing family.
It had been such a close call that it still seemed surreal to hold him.
And he was tiny, almost as small as Enzi had been.
I wondered if I could talk to my magic again about what had been wrong with him. The whispers had made it seem like talking to it was obvious.
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