Chapter 80
Beryl:
The air in the room felt thick with tension as I lay on the examination table, the cold surface sending shivers through my body. Dr. Matthias and Elara stood on either side of me, their expressions a mix of concern and determination.
Something was wrong, and we hadn’t figured out what yet. A tremble ran through me. I was both cold and stressed. Elara noticed my shiver, and moved to cover me with an extra blanket. She propped me up on another pillow, trying to help make me as confortable as possible.
I let out a soft sigh, trying to ease the discomfort that had become a constant companion during my pregnancy. "I just wish I knew what was causing these complications," I murmured, my voice trembling with fatigue.
Dr. Matthias exchanged a worried glance with Elara before addressing me. "Beryl, we're doing everything we can to monitor your condition and keep both you and the baby safe. But there are some factors we can't control."
Elara nodded in agreement. "Pregnancy can be unpredictable, and it affects everyone differently. We're here to support you through this."
I closed my eyes briefly, feeling overwhelmed by the weight of the situation, wishing my mates were here with me. "I know you're doing your best, but it's just... It's been so hard, especially with everything else going on."
The hormones, coupled with the emotions of what all we had been through lately, seemed almost overwhelming, and I tried taking some deep breaths to calm mysef.
Elara's hand found mine, offering a reassuring squeeze. "We understand, Beryl. And we're not giving up. We'll find a way to make this as smooth as possible."
The room seemed to close in around me as I lay there, the waves of pain washing over me like a relentless tide.
I squeezed my eyes shut, trying to block out the searing agony that coursed through my body. "I just wish this would end," I managed to mutter, my voice strained.
Dr. Matthias exchanged a concerned look with Elara before responding. "Beryl, we're here with you every step of the way. Just a little longer, and we'll meet your baby."
Elara nodded, her face a picture of determination. "You're doing great, Beryl.” I clung to their words, desperate for relief, praying that my mates would return soon.
Each contraction, becoming closer and closer together, felt like an eternity, and I struggled to find the strength to push through the pain. But the thought of finally holding my baby in my arms fueled my determination.
I squeezed my eyes shut, tears leaking out of the corners, praying harder than I ever had for my mates to materialize. It was as if the moon goddess had heard me and plucked them from the atmosphere, because no sonner than I’d whispered the prayer, the three of them rushed into the room.
“Beryl! Are you ok?” “What can we do?” “Do we have a baby yet?” They were talking over one another, not giving each other time to speak. A rush of gratitude and relief washed through me, and the severity of the contraction eased.
It was as though my own body had been fighting against me, wanting to wait for my mates before letting the baby come.
They surrounded me, barley giving Dr. Matthais and Elara room to get to me. Elara laughed, seeing my face and the happiness there. “Now, can we get this show on the road?” I smiled back at her.
With a deep breath, a mate at each hand and one at my back, I bore down, pushing with all the strength I could muster. The room seemed to blur around me as I focused on the task at hand.
Elara's encouraging voice pierced through the haze. "That's it, Beryl. You're doing amazing. Just one more push." The triplets echoed her encouragement, and Dr. Matthais waited at the foot of the table, ready to catch our baby.
I gave it everything I had, a primal scream escaping my lips as I pushed with all my might. And then, in a rush of sensation and emotion, I felt a profound release.
The cries of a newborn filled the room, and tears welled in my eyes as Dr. Matthias placed a tiny, wriggling bundle on my chest. The baby's cries were a symphony of life and hope, washing away the pain and exhaustion.
Elara and Dr. Matthias shared a triumphant smile, their hands still working expertly to ensure the baby's well-being. "It's a healthy baby girl," Elara announced, her voice filled with joy.
My mates woops of joy and laughter filled the room, and as they peered down at our daughter, their faces softened into awe.
As they swaddled our daughter and placed her in my arms, I couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude. The journey had been fraught with challenges and uncertainty, but in that moment, none of it mattered. Our precious baby girl had arrived, and she was a beacon of hope and love in our lives.
I looked down at the tiny, perfect face of my child, overwhelmed with a love that was beyond words. "Hello there," I whispered, tears streaming down my cheeks.
I held her close, the world fading away as I marveled at the miracle we had created. The pain of labor was now a distant memory, replaced by the profound joy of becoming a mother.
We had created a healthy baby girl, this perfect little being who bore the mark of the moon goddess and whose eyes were as radiant as the moonstone I still wore around my neck.
She was a symbol of hope, a testament to our love and resilience. I looked up at my mates, “Hope, we should call her Hope.” Each of them nodded in agreement, sensing the perfection of the name.
Days later, we introduced our new bundle to the pack. They were over the moon in love with her. Armand, in a moment of great significance, even named Nicholas as his heir and bestowed upon me the title of Alpha queen, his confidant and Nicholas’ and his brothers partner.
All the surrounding packs came together as one, united under Armand and the triplets, forging a formidable alliance to face the challenges that lay ahead. Our pack's journey was marked by hardship and betrayal, but it had also led to new bonds, newfound strength, and the promise of a brighter future.
