Mate From Hell *ON HOLD*

Chapter 13: Best Moments Count

Chapter 13: Best Moments Count

*Luna Blake's POV:*

"On the count of three, I want you to start pushing. Start on three, no earlier, no later. Ok?", the doctor stated.

I frantically shook my head yes and rubbed my belly. My womanhood started stretching and I cringed and squeezed Brad's hand harder.

"One..... Two...... Three!"

I shut my eyes and screamed as I started pushing hard. This hurt but I know it will count later.

"Almost there. Another good push!"

Brad wiped my forehead and kissed my knuckles. I tried my best to open my eyes and smile but I couldn't. The burning sensation rippled through my body as I gave a good push.

"UUUHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! OH MY GODDDD, UUGGHHH!!!", I screamed at the top of my lungs, my voice cracking.

My breath was coming out in long, hard pants. I arched my back after feeling the burning die down.

"All done. You have a very beautiful werewolf baby girl!", the doctor complimented.

He handed me my baby girl wrapped in a bright pink baby blanket. I started crying. They didn't clean her yet but I didn't care. Me and my handsome mate made a miracle and a gift. Someone so precious. My heart beat sped up.

My eyes started to burn from how much I was crying. Being a mother made me feel different. I have an amazing, protective mate and a beautiful daughter. No one can mess that up. Not even my past. I've leaned to love and trust without being hurt and how to love life. I helped create life and it feels awesome.

"What do you want to name her?"

I looked over at Brad for an answer. He smiled and played with her hair.

"What about Alesia Mason? You like that baby?", I asked Brad.

He grinned and shook his head yes. He kissed my lips and I blushed.

"Alright then. Can I have Alesia to clean her up?"

I handed my baby to the doctor and the nurse cleaned me up down there. She helped me plan when we take shifts to feed her and what foods we have to feed a newborn werewolf. She even told me that I will be bleeding for two months. And then I can't have sex for another seven months because for an adult werewolf, my uterus has to heal.

I feel asleep in Brad's arms. I dreamt about my baby's bright, forest green eyes, her honey blonde hair, her mixed skin, her full lips. She's really going to be a man killer when she grows up. I felt Brad's soft, smooth lips on mine before I feel into a relaxing, deep sleep.