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***Remi's POV***

"Baby, what is wrong?" Talon pushes a cup of tea into my hands. I kiss his lips, sighing as the tingles dance between our mouths.

"Kai is aggravating." A huff leaves my lips.

"I don't think he is. You have been on edge ever since we got home. Is something bothering you?" Talon walks behind me. His magic hands massage my back. It's fucking killing me. I'm aching. It's really pissing me off.

"I'm just tired. Is that so much to comprehend?" I shrug Talon's hands off of me. I'm going to lay down. I don't have to put up with anyone's attitude.

Throwing my body across the couch, I turn to my side. I am taking a damn nap.

My sleep is interrupted. It makes me seethe. Who the fuck wakes a sleeping Alpha?

Cocking my eyebrow, I glare at the culprits.

"Why? I asked for a nap. Is there something to look at? No. There is not. Go away." Fuck. Please let me sleep.

I close my eyes, convincing myself that I will be able to go back to dream land.

Wrong.

"Remi, you're really not yourself. Can I get Dr. Gibson?" Talon wrings his hands. His voice is innocent, worried.

Realizing that I am taking out my ill temper on my mate, I open my arms for him. Talon climbs into my lap, wrapping his arms around my neck.

"I love you Remington. I'm just worried." Talon kisses my neck. I pull him down onto the couch, tasting his lips. My body shows how he affects me. I start rutting against him.

"Babe. Everyone will see us." Talon quietly chastises me. I don't care. No fucks to give for anyone.

My hand slides down the back of his pants. I push my finger against his entrance.

"Go upstairs. Take a nap." Talon gets off my lap, leaving me baffled.

I nod my head with reluctance. I can barely handle my mood; I guess no one else wants to deal with it either.

Following the stairs up to our suite, my eyes close. My head spins, making me feel nauseated. When the banister begins to move away from me, I panick. A shriek leaves my mouth causing noise to fill me head.

I don't register I am falling backward until two pairs of warm hands meet my side. With swimming voices in my head and unsteady feet, I struggle to grip reality.

"Baby." Talon's voice cuts straight through the ones of my pack. I want to answer him, however I know I will puke if I open my mouth.

"I'm taking you to Dr. Gibson." Talon pick's me up, his body lets out a small grunt under my weight.

A shift of arms alerts me that Talon handed me to someone else.

"It's okay son. Just relax." Dad's voice is soothing although, he is panicked.

As the waves of nausea dissipate, I find myself laying on a hospital bed. There is a first time for everything, at least in my adult life. I silently wait to be examined.

Dr. Gibson walks in flaked by Jenny. I give off a cordial smile, hoping to get to the bottom of this quickly.

I hand my arm over for Jenny to draw blood. Afterwards, she runs a series of triage tests on me. Methodically going through our universal procedures, Jenny fills my charts with numbers and reactions.

"You can lay back. I'm going to press on a few places, you tell me if it hurts or even if it is just tender." Dr. Gibson snaps on a pair of nitrile gloves before beginning the examination.

Everything feels perfect until Dr. Gibson's hand presses against my stomach. A small groan leaves my lips, causing a few tears to drip down the side of my face.

"Hurts or tender?" Dr. Gibson grips my hand, pulling me into a sitting position.

"Tender." I wipe the tears off my face. Since when am I so emotional? I rub my stomach to soothe it.

"I'm going to call in Talon." Dr. Gibson walks away, leaving me to ponder why I am in such an ill state. I don't like it.

"Baby." Talon walks in, pulling me into his warm embrace. I sigh in content at his close proximity.

"Talon, Remington? This is a seriously personal question. I wouldn't ask if it did not matter. But, do you two switch roles in the bedroom?" Dr. Gibson looks completely mortified trying to ask his question.

I let out a raucous laugh.

"Hell yeah." I squeeze my mate to me. I love when he plows into me.

"Recently?" Dr. Gibson wrings his hands. He pulls his right hand to his forehead to wipe the sweat that is beading across his skin.

"Sure." Talon crinkles his eyes at the doctor. I just stare at Dr. Gibson. Where is this going?

The door pops open; Jenny walks in laughing heartily.

"You're fine." Jenny covers her mouth quickly.

"What is so fucking funny?" I'm getting really irritated.

"You're pregnant, Alpha." Jenny hands me a paper with tests results. I don't even know what I'm looking at.

"Is that all?" I ask incredulously. At least I am not dying.

"I'm sorry." Talon whimpers. He turns away from me remorsefully.

"Why? I knew what the chances were. I don't mind at all." I pick Talon's sullen face up, pulling him to me for a kiss.

"You're not mad?" Talon lowers his eyes again at me. I don't want him to feel guilty.

"Baby, you did it already. I can do this. I promise, I'm not mad." I start to stand, gripping Talon for a bit of support.

"I will support you every step of the way." Talon picks my hand up, kissing it gently.

We walk back towards the pack house after thanking Jenny and Dr. Gibson. I feel exhausted. If this is how my mate felt, I understand all of his outbursts.

As we open the door, Talon helps me through it like I am fragile. I roll my eyes but, decide against telling him that I can do it by myself. I kind of like him doting on me.

"Need anything?" Tal looks at me sympathetically. I shake my head no. I'm good.

"I'm going to check on the girls. Relax." Talon kisses my head softly. I close my eyes. I'm not turning down a nap.

I'm happy too. I love our pups. I want more. I knew Tal couldn't handle it for a while. This is actually quite perfect.

I doze off in no time.

I wake up to the smell of mouth watering food. Feeling famished, I stand with a stretch. A tiny pang runs along the side of my belly. I rub it, remembering that it is round ligament pain. My body is growing to accommodate our pup. Instead of complaining, I silently make my way to the dining room.

Taking my seat beside my Luna, I slide my hand under the table to place it on Talon's thigh. Heat seers where my fingers lay. I imagine Talon went through this too. I'm suddenly wondering if I want dinner half as much as I want him.

Talon pulls a plate over to me, urging me to eat. I don't have to be told twice. I dig in. The food makes me happy. I'm still in the mood but, the food comes as a close second.

Once I am finished with my plate, I stand up.

"Can I get everyone's attention please?" I wait for the crowd noise to die down.

"I wanted to inform this pack that we will be welcoming another pup in a few short months." The crowd erupts in applause, screaming out congratulations.

I chuckle when everyone stares at Talon knowingly. They can't even imagine.

"Talon isn't pregnant." I shake my head. "I am."

I am not expecting the cackles from our high ranking pack members. Jace is in hysterics. Lutz holds his side. Lloyd stares at me in complete shock.

"You're being rude." Talon stands up, interlacing our fingers.

"My mate is going to need love and support. Pregnancy is hard. I would know. I love that he is willing to take this on so that we can expand our family. Be nice." Talon giggles when I pull him into a kiss. He's so fucking perfect.

"That explains it." Dad comes over, offering me a hug. "Congratulations son."

Mom does the same, hugging me. She kisses my cheeks, holding my face between her palms. Her eyes glisten with pride. I love when my parents are proud of me.

"More babies." Mrs. Williams squeals while rocking Hannah in her arms.

The night is full of chatter. My name buzzes in everyone's minds. I soak in the attention. It's sort of nice.

"Come on, love." Talon pulls me close. I look at the clock to realize that it is near midnight. We have talked and socialized until morning.

I follow Talon up the stairs. We stop off to check on our babies. I smile down on them.

Talon really did wonderful carrying the two of them. I appreciated it so much as it was happening. Now, I feel like I will have a better understanding of how much of a sacrifice he actually made.

It's good to be able to walk a mile in the person you loves shoes.

"Ready for a bath?" Tal pushes the small of my back. I lead us to our room.

He fills the tub, sliding in front of me like always. We bathe then soak. The water feels good on my muscles.

After, we dry off, heading to bed.

I cuddle my mate beside me.

"I love you Talon. Please remember that during the next few months. I'm sorry if you have to deal with a cranky mate." I kiss his shoulder.

"You did it for me. I love you as well. Thank you again for doing this for our family. I promise to help you through it." Talon turns in my arms.

His kiss is delicate, as though I may break. I won't. I can handle anything with him beside me.

Our kisses turn to touches. Those turn into heavy panting, me screaming his name. Talon lays it down on me well.

By the time we separate, I feel loved. I feel full. My mate surely knows how to satisfy my every need.

Talon falls asleep before me.

My head goes off in different directions. My mind wanders to the weeks to come. Am I ready for this? I want to be ready. I just don't want to disappoint my love.

Talon has been a miracle in every sense of the word. I just want to be as strong as he has been.

Sure, he had his moments. I imagine I will too. However, he has been through so much. It's a wonder he even was able to carry our pups.

Our pups. My Hannah and Gracie. I love our babies so much. That's what Talon did for us. He not only carried one, but two pups.

Let's hope I am not blessed with two. I don't really think we need four pups at the moment. I will accept whatever the moon goddess chooses to deliver.

I yawn largely while snuggling my mate. I can do this. I will.

Cutting off my spinning mind, I focus on sleeping. I let my breathing slow as my body relaxes.

It doesn't take long for my body to give in. Dreams fill my slumber.