And Then He Called Me

Chapter 22

Quinton's POV

When I wake up, I turn around to cuddle with my mate, but he's not here, so I lay on my stomach to see if I will be sick.

After a few minutes, I decide that I will be fine if I will stand up, so I do it, and I go out of my room to see where Leif is.

I put my hand on my bump, and I smile to myself.

I'm still in my first months of the pregnancy, but my stomach is already almost as big as it should be in the middle of the pregnancy, so it makes it a bit hard to move around, but I manage to do it.

I definitely won't let some bump stop me from doing what I want to do, at least as long as I won't be hurting any of the kids.

I walk around the house, and I can't find Leif anywhere downstairs, so I sniff the air, and I frown when I smell his scent upstairs.

I walk towards him, and I open the door of one of the spare bedrooms, that once was occupied by my brothers.

I walk inside, and my mate smiles at me when he sees me, I look at him questioningly, trying to figure out why he's here.

"What are you doing here?" I ask him.

"I'm cleaning the room." He tells me, and I frown again.

"Why?" I ask curiously.

"Because I wanted Mason to give me some work, because I feel weird that I don't have to do anything.

He told me that he wants me to stay with you for now, and that I can clean the spare bedrooms if I really want to help." He explains, so I nod and I sit on the desk chair, before I look at him as he continues to clean.

"How are you feeling?" He asks me after a while, and I smile.

"I'm alright." I say.

I feel weird, because everyone is asking me if I'm alright almost every time that they see me, and that's most likely because of how quickly my stomach is growing.

The Doctor already told me that there's no way that I will be able to carry the kids for as long as I'm supposed to, because I they won't have enough space to grow soon, and then the Doctor will have to take them out of me.

To be honest I have no idea if I should be sad or happy that I won't be able to give birth naturally.

I don't like the idea of my stomach being cut open, especially if I will have kids in there.

But it will be almost painless, while the natural birth takes a few days, and it's very painful.

I decide to not think about it, because I won't be able to change it anyway, so I look back at my mate, and I smile when I see how focused he is right now.

When he's gone, we go out of the room, and we go to the living room, trying to enjoy the quietness, because we already know that some of my nephews will come here with dad.