The Alpha's Submissive

Epilogue

Epilogue

It was painful.

Birthing.

Nothing worked on me. The epidural was a waste, I felt everything, every rope of pain that shot through my body as I tried to birth a child.

"We should wait. It's not going to happen now." Wayne suggested the doctors, looking a bit dumbfounded. The doctor gave him a glance before shaking his head in disbelief.

I grabbed him arm, tugging him to my side, "Don't be stupid, Wayne. This—" I placed my hand over my stretched belly. "Is definitely fucking coming out of me, today, right now!" I couldn't be pregnant for another hour. The past three days had been painful itself, another day was going to kill me.

"But you're in pain..." He trailed off, eyes filled with hopelessness. He was confused, the most confused I had ever see him.

"It doesn't matters. It's just a couple hours of pain and then it will be all gone." I told him, eased his mind. He was tensed and it making me tensed. I couldn't birth while my own man was terrified of it.

I diverted my attention to the doctor and splayed my legs wide open. "I'm going to push once more and I swear to God, if you don't grab it, Dr. Matthew, and if this baby doesn't comes out, I'll set you and everyone else in this room on fire." Sweat dripped from my face and my back.

The doctor nodded at me before leaning in between my legs along with the other nurses. I grabbed Wayne's arm, he looked sideways out of fear and I sunk my claws into his flesh as my insides tore once more.

The pain worsened. I pressed my eyes shut, breathing heavily.

This was it, Clara. I told myself. Just a minute of pain.

But the minute stretched for too long. I screamed and howled while pushing harder and harder. Tears dripped from the side of my eyes. Then, I remembered my mother, the woman that had birthed me. Her face flashed in my head and I remembered the vow I had taken for myself.

To never be like her...

But to be like my father, who worked hard for everything in his life, who carried the omega's title over his shoulders with pride, who never subjected himself to any violence until he was killed, who served his pack and died being true to himself.

I only remembered bit and pieces of my own past. Most of it was forgotten but whatever memories were left of my father, I cherished them. He was the only family I ever had.

I heard the sounds of the monitor beeping behind me. The pain faded, disappearing into thin air as my eyes opened wide. My insides felt numb. It was peaceful, calming. My heart stopped thudding and then I only heard the beating of another heart.

My arms stretched, the nurse placed the baby over my chest and I quickly wrapped my self around her.

A girl.

"Oh, it's a girl." Wayne gasped in surprise. He smelled what I smelled, a female alpha.

I breathed out heavily while words barely left my throat. I narrowed my gaze to her, staring at her for the next couple of minutes before pain struck between my legs again.

I leaned backward, gasping for breath. The nurse quickly returned, taking the baby from my arms and moving aside. The doctor sank between my legs and I parted them wide.

"It's another one." He quickly informed everyone inside the room.

Fuck.

Another one.