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Life With An Angel

I sat at the edge of my bed grooming the underside of my wings making sure all my feathers were straight.

My phone suddenly vibrated and I looked over and it was a text from Mumbo.

Mumby: How can you tell if an angel is pregnant?

Grian: Well, this is sudden.

Grian: What's bringing this up?

Mumby: Remember a month ago when we were fooling around?

Grian: Continue...

Mumby: And how you've been extra tired...

Grian: Yeah...?

Mumby: And how you've been a little extra moody...

Grian: Mumbo, spit it out.

Mumby: I think you may be pregnant

Grian: The biggest tell is if there's changed feather colours on the underside of my wing.

Grian: I've not seen anything yet.

I looked at the other wing and saw purple feathers.

Grian: Nevermind.

Grian: I found them.

Grian: Purple feathers on the underside of my left wing.

Grian: Mumbo...

Mumby: Yeaaaaaaaaah

Mumby: I'm coming over.

At this point I was starting to slightly panic. I didn't know how to be a parent, I've just graduated high school two weeks ago!

I don't know what I'm doing, I'm just a kid!

But one thing's for sure, I have a family who will help me. This was the last thing I was expecting.

"Grian!"

Mumbo ran through me door, "What did you do? Speed here?"

"Yes."

"You're an idiot."

"So are you but here we are."

"You're so much help."

"Yeah." Mumbo said, "I'm not letting you out of my sight for the next three months."

"I know, my big strong alpha."

Within the next month, nesting became more and more consistent.

Mumbo's been waiting on me ever since we found out and he wouldn't even let my own mother see me. Well, that's not a true fact. Every once in a while he'd let her in.

Whenever Mumbo was with me, I would always snuggle more under him. 

Within the last week, I constantly called out for Mumbo.

I began breathing heavily in the middle of the night and started whining.

"Mumbo..."

"Mumbo...."

"Mumbo, wake up."

I could see a lust in his eyes when he woke up and I couldn't get another word out when-

"Mumbo, hospital. Now."

He didn't say another word, he only picked me up immediately took me to the hospital.

Mumbo wasn't in the room with me and it had me slightly scared. But with how much stress there was with the birthing and everything, I understood why for the time being he was outside.

But he was soon in the room with me near the end so he could help me calm down just slightly after the hospital workers gave him something to calm down.

At some point I lost consciousness, because the next time I woke, I was in a hospital room.

My vision was slightly blurry, but that didn't stop me from searching for Mumbo.

I soon found him on the other side of the room, holding something. I sent out a strained whine trying to get his attention, which I did immediately.

When he turned around, I realized he was holding a winged being, "Hey, good morning, are you okay?"

I couldn't find my words but I nodded.

"Good, I want you to meet our daughter.." 

He handed me our child and she started nestling into my chest. She had my wings and Mumbo's colour changing eyes. Her wings were purple and white.

"Mumbo, she's adorable."

"So are you."

A week letter I was released from hospital, when we got home, Mumbo demanded I stay in bed as I care for our child and he'd take care of me.

I was truly lucky to have Mumbo as my mate.

He is caring, protective, sweet.

Tried to murder my ex...

But we don't talk about that.

Though, one day in the week, I was asleep while our child was feeding.

Mumbo walked in and woke me up.

"Gri, wake up, dinner."

"Mumbo.." I groaned, "Sleepy."

"I know, but you need food. You haven't eaten anything all day."

"Take her..." I said, moving my arm, he grabbed our daughter and put her in the crib. I sat up and began eating the food that Mumbo brought me, "Dude, when did you learn to cook? This is delicious."

"I learned from your mum. She taught me how to make your favourite teriyaki chicken."

"You both know the way to my heart."