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|| 6 WEEKS LATER ||

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RAIDEN ||

Shock.

That was the only thing I felt after that conversation 6 weeks ago. It seemed so long ago, but yet it was so fresh on my mind.

My cubs could be hybrids, they could lose their humanity, they could be killed just because of what they are, which wouldn't be fucking happening.

I would tear down that entire council to ensure my cubs had the chance to live, a chance they deserved because they're perfectly made, not some blood crazed, savage monsters that the world may think they are.

Watching Dylan's 10 week ultrasound right now should have been a joyous moment, yet all I could feel was fear.

We had one good thing going for us and that was the fact that only two of our cubs could possibly be hybrids seeing how they haven't shown themselves for the past 6 weeks. Dylan has received 4 ultrasounds since that meeting and every single one, we've only been able to see one cub, while hearing the heartbeats of the other two.

Their auras were strong and I mean strong as shit, I hate to say it, but they were stronger than mine, which scared me. Not because I felt inferior to my own cubs, I couldn't give a shit about that, I want them to be stronger than me. Their auras scared me because the stronger they felt, the stronger the realization was that they actually could be hybrids.

Allio was sitting next to his mate, Miles, while he performed pups ultrasound the best that he could without being able to see two of our cubs.

"Measurements look perfect for our visible little one and judging by the size of your belly, the other two seem to be on the right track as well." Miles smiles, wiping the goo from Dylan's huge bump.

He's so cute with this big belly, I swear.

I love seeing him like this, despite the fact that he's so uncomfortable now. Way more than he was 6 weeks ago. I hadn't realized only being 10 weeks along would cause his body to go through such drastic changes and even though he's been increasingly irritable and in pain, I've been trying to do my best and stay calm for him.

Although it's hard to completely ignore his pregnant, angry wolf tantrums.

I can't say I know what he's going through because I don't. His feet and ankles have become so swollen, his back constantly hurts, he says the pressure in his hips and crotch is indescribable and he's out of breath because he said the cubs are rearranging his insides and his lungs are being squished. I didn't understand that part, but I tried to and his nausea hasn't gotten any better, in fact it's gotten alot worse. It seems like our cubs are extremely particular about what they like and whenever Dylan decides to eat whatever he wants, the cubs make it known that they are running his body.

His cravings have been super weird too, I mean I've been around pregnant beings before, so weird cravings weren't a big deal, but his were out of this world in my opinion.

Vanilla Bean ice cream, not regular vanilla, not French vanilla, but vanilla bean and he had to have marshmallows on top. Then there was the pickles dipped in hot sauce, which made me laugh thinking about his safe word and the fact that he hates pickles normally. His grilled cheese sandwiches have now upgraded to grilled cheese, meat and onion sandwiches. His favorite dinner or midnight meal is salmon with gravy on top and the weirdest snack of all, was the Doritos dipped in hot milk.

His angry wolf tantrums have increased ten folds too, I can't say I'm surprised because Miles and Allio explained that his hormones were going to be all over the place with carrying a litter, each cub wreaking their own havoc on his poor emotions, but I wasn't expecting how intense they would be.

They also told me that pups would be more prone to irritation, which was a normal part of pregnancy, especially with him being near the end for gestation of a litter.

Usually, by the end of every day after dealing with his tantrums, mood swings and cravings, I made sure to give Dylan his bubble bath and full body massage, then I scream into a pillow and spend the next few hours kneading for my own comfort.

It's exciting to know that this part was almost over for both of us, I know pups is the one going through it, but shit I need a break too. He's crazy and we are not having anymore cubs after this.

Maybe.

Turning my attention back to the ultrasound machine, I really wanted to know what my cubs were now that Dylan is at the point in his pregnancy that we could find out the gender.

"Can you see the gender of the cub that's visible?" I ask, hopeful of a good answer.

"Yes, I can." Miles answers with a smile. My eyes widen as I bounce on the balls of my feet. My excitement is short lived as I look at Dylan, not wanting to be selfish, I have to ask if he wants this because he may want to be surprised for the birth.

"Do you want to know? If not, we can wait, you're almost due, so we can wait, but if you want to know, I'm ok with that too, sorry if..."

"Babe, stop talking." Dylan laughed, placing his fingers against my lips, effectively shutting down my crazy leopard panic. I nod after taking a deep breath, then place a kiss against his fingertips.

"We can find out the gender if you want." He offers and I nod again.

We both look back at Miles and Allio as they smile at each other before smiling at us once again.

"It's a boy."

Tears quickly brimmed before falling down my cheeks just as quickly. I held onto Dylan's hand like it was my lifeline before leaning down and kissing his big belly.

Pulling back, I trail my kisses up his stomach, then his chest and his jawline until I make my way to his lips, capturing them with my own, completely unaffected by the presence of Miles and Allio. I didn't give a damn about them right now, this was a moment for me and my mate and I wouldn't let them ruin it.

"I love you.... so much pups."

"I love you too babe."

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|| ONE HOUR LATER ||

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Pups doctors appointment lasted a little longer than expected because he needed to get his blood drawn again, which he threw a fit about and he had to have some other routine procedures done before we could actually leave.

I helped him off the exam table, holding his hand and supporting his lower back while we made our way back to the car that Eva got for us about 3 weeks ago.

I don't know where she got it or how, but I've learned not to ask questions about her actions because the last time I asked how she was able to expand the territory of the Shadow pack, so that the pride would have their own land to run through, the evil little witch took it upon herself to give me hallucinations for 4 days straight. I woke up in a panic every morning because I was bald, legit bald or at least that's what I thought until she dropped the hallucination spell she had over me.

She's crazy too and she does whatever she wants.

Like the fact that Dylan and I now have our own wing of the packhouse that wasn't there two weeks ago.

There's 3 extra bedrooms in our wing, 2 bathrooms, a full kitchen, dining room and livingroom, all of which are fully furnitured with our favorite colors, again not something I'm going to ask how she knew.

Not to mention one of the rooms have been completely converted into a nursery fully equipped with 3 of everything, courtesy of Eva, Quiweeme and Weheil.

Alaric said he has a better surprise for us, than the whole damn house we have now. So I didn't ask questions about what he had either because the last time I asked him how he managed to cook 12 slabs of steak the way I liked them, the vampire thought it would be funny to shadow walk for 5 days straight and scare the living shit out of me day and night.

So needless to say, I don't ask our magical family questions anymore and now we have our own wing of the packhouse, my pride has their own land adjacent to the Shadow pack and we have a car now.

"I'm pretty sure she stole this car from someone." Onyx whispered, like she could actually hear him.

"Hey, she might be able to hear me, you never know if she's in our heads or if the elves are, those magic creatures scare me Raiden."

I shook my head at him, while helping Dylan into the front seat. After clipping his seatbelt for him, I walk around the car and hop into the drivers side.

The drive from the doctors office, which used to be a clinic, but thanks to Eva, the place was now a full blown hospital, wasn't that far. Maybe 20-25 minutes from here back to the packhouse.

Once we pulled into the garage that was attached to our wing of the house, I got out and helped my pups out as well.

"Ugh, I'm a fucking whale." He groaned, grabbing my hands and pulling himself to his feet.

"You're not a whale, you're a wolf." I tell him, hoping to pull a laugh from him, but that didn't work.

He just got more angry.

Then he hit me upside the head again.

"Ow pups, I'm sorry." I whined rubbing the back of my head as I helped him into the house.

"You should be sorry! You did this to me!" He yelled, trying to shove me away the best he could, I didn't go very far, but I made an effort to show that he actually did something by purposely stumbling into the wall.

"Dang pups, you're too strong for your own good. Our cubs clearly have given you more strength." I tell him, doing my best to pretend he hurt me.

I mentally pat myself on the back when he smiled at my all too fake gesture of falling into the wall.

"I don't think the babes are making me stronger, I think you're just getting weaker." He rolled his eyes and strutted his little sweet ass into the kitchen.

I growled under my breath at his disrespect, but quickly pulled myself together and put on another smile as I pushed off the wall by the garage door, closing and locking it, then making my way into the kitchen behind my mate.

He was busy grabbing the apple juice from the fully stocked fridge, that never seemed to go empty, of course it was apart of whatever the shit that Eva did and of course I was not going to ask any questions about it.

I loved the reality that involved my hair on top of my head every morning.

Walking up behind my mate, I wrap my arms around his waist and rub his bulging belly as he drinks his apple juice. Once he was done, I kept my hold on him as he attempted to walk to the sink and dump his glass inside before turning in my arms and facing me.

His belly made the closeness that I wanted with my pups, extremely difficult, so I opted for holding him from the side. He laid his head against my shoulder and groaned as I continued to rub his belly.

"What is it pups?" I ask, placing a kiss on his temple.

"Nothing." He sighed again.

"Tell me."

"You're just going to say no again."

I close my eyes and sigh this time. I knew exactly what he was going to ask for and it's not that I don't want to because I definitely do, but I'm scared of hurting him and our cubs.

"Pups, you know how I feel about that."

"But I want to Raiden, I'm always fucking horny and you said you would whatever you could to make me comfortable." He argues back before kissing my neck.

"And I will do whatever I can to make you comfortable, but I don't want to do something that may hurt you or them." I tell him, gripping his stomach this time.

"You won't hurt them and you won't hurt me. Miles and Allio already told you that it's safe."

"No, they said it's safe in a singular pregnancy, they didn't say anything about a litter." I step in front of him then cup his face.

"And you're already showing signs of early labor. You shouldn't be having contractions at 10 weeks, but you are and I'm not going to risk anything happening just because we're both horny."

"Babe, I'm fine please, just-"

"No."

He shoved me away after that and attempted to storm out of the kitchen, but of course he got winded and had to take a break, holding onto the counter for a few seconds before he actually left the kitchen.

Groaning, I roll my eyes and chase after him. I didn't have to walk very fast as his pregnant body didn't allow him to move as quickly as he would like.

"Pups." I call out to him.

"Fuck off." He was trying to be mean, but I could hear the sadness in his tone.

Shaking my head, I continue to follow him until we're inside our bedroom. He tried to close the door on me, but I caught it and waited until he calmed down enough to gently push it open and walk in behind him.

"Pups, come on."

"I fucking hate you, don't talk to me." He cried, climbing into bed and adjusting his body the best he could to get comfortable.

"Puppy." I whisper, climbing into bed next to him. "Please don't say things like that, I know you're hormonal, but when you say stuff like that, it hurts my feelings." I tell him, before gently pulling him to me. He never fought me, so I nuzzled my face into his neck.

"Raiden, you don't understand... the way I feel is different from the way you feel." He mumbles into my shoulder, I cradle his head and begin to rock back and forth in an effort to soothe him.

"Pups, I'm horny too, trust me, I want you."

"That's not what I'm saying Raiden, I know you want me and I know you're scared, but you can go whack one off, I can't. Everything is harder for me and I need your help, but you keep rejecting me and it's hurting me."

I pull back to look into his eyes, his cheeks were stained with his tears.

"Dylan, I'm not rejecting you."

"That's what it feels like Raiden." More tears fall down his cheeks, I reach up to wipe them away before frowning at his pain that I've caused.

"I'm just trying to be careful pups."

"And I get that, but it still feels like rejection and with my emotions are all over the place, it hurts me a lot more than it should."

His pained expression only further deepened my frown. I hate seeing him like this, especially when he's in such a vulnerable state.

I didn't mean to make him feel rejected, I just don't want to cause him to go into premature labor and I don't want to hurt our cubs this way, but I also don't like hearing that I'm the cause of his pain, that I'm the cause of him feeling rejected because I would never reject him.

After all the shit we've been through, I know that's the very last thing that either of us wanted the other to feel.

"I'm scared pups, I don't want to hurt you or our cubs." I start to explain myself, but he tries to interrupt me and I have to stop him. "I didn't mean to make you feel rejected, baby. That's the last thing I want, you know that right?"

He silently nods.

"I'm not entirely comfortable with this, but I know we both need the physical connection... so I'm willing to try, but if we do this, you have to tell me if I push you too far... no crazy shit or crazy positions or anything, we're going to go slow and I'm going to be gentle and if you feel anything off, you tell me."

He nods again, this time with a smile.

"I promise babe, if I feel anything weird, I'll tell you."

I nod at his willingness to agree to my terms before leaning in and capturing his lips with my own. Taking my time with him and being so gentle, I bite down on his bottom lip, he opens so beautifully for me as I slid my tongue onto his, savoring his flavor, the same flavor I've missed so much for these last 10 weeks.

It didn't take more than a second for my baby to moan into me and I swallowed all that he gave me. My hands slowly trailed down from his jaw to the side of his neck and I dip his head back to capture that sexy ass Adam's Apple that bobbed so seductively everytime he swallowed. Sucking on it and trailing one hand down his back to cup his ass, I pull out yet another deep guttural moan from my alpha wolf.

"B-baby, ngh." He moaned as I squeezed and kneaded his cheeks, eager to get my face between them once again. Pulling away from his neck after I kiss my mark, he shudders against me and I capture his lips one more time, just enough to show him who he belonged to, who would be giving him the pleasure he seeks, the only man on this earth that he would ever give himself to. "Is this what you wanted puppy?" I ask him before nipping his neck. "Y-yes." He whines into me, his grip on my shoulders never faltering until I trail my nips across his jawline, down his neck once more and across his shoulder, I wrap my arms around him the best I could and gently flip our bodies, so that I could hover over my baby just the way I knew he liked it.

Pulling back to look into his eyes, I was pleased to see they were already hooded and glazed over. I hadn't done much to prep him, but he looked so ready for me. Leaning down to kiss him one more time, I allow my hands to roam across his very pregnant belly, gently massaging his hips before breaking our kiss and making my way down to my mission. Planting kisses the whole way, taking a moment to suck his sweet perky little nubs and his back arched so wonderfully. "Ngh, babe, I'm sensitive, please stop, I don't want to c-cum yet." He breathed out as I took his perfect nipple between my teeth and bit down gently. "Babe..." He whined, I smile triumphantly before moving further south to the crevice of all that is his dream.

Gently pulling the fabric of his pants and briefs down past his hips, then his thighs, making their way past his calves and then his feet, I throw them somewhere behind me and lean down to kiss his belly, beautifully swollen with my cubs, the product of my essence taking over his. I huffed when my cubs kicked out at my affection. "I love you too little ones, but settle down." I tell them and loving the way that Dylan giggled above me, causing my smile to widen and I kiss his belly one more time before wrapping my hand around his length . "Damn it." He hissed, squirming in my grasp.

Leaning down, I gently kiss the base of him, then his shaft and taking my time before I reached the tip, taking him in-between my lips and sucking as hard as I could before running my tongue over the length of him. "Oh my fucking goddess." Cracking my eyes open, I seen his claws out already, gripping the sheets beneath him, his cute little whimpers spur me on as I take the whole of him between my lips.

Loving the feeling of his dick forcing its way past my lips, sliding across my tongue until I feel the tip hit the back of my throat and my eyes roll briefly at the taste of my alpha wolf. It was so much sweeter now that he's pregnant and I savored all that I could, sucking in my cheeks to milk him for all he had. "Raiden, fuck!" His scream urged my instinct to please as my hands worked his balls and put pressure on his taint along with my throat strangling the cum out of my good boy. His legs started to shake against me and his deep breaths turned into quick pants as I felt his balls tighten and his dick grew impossibly harder down my throat.

"F-fuck baby! I'm.. fuck!"