My Childish Luna

Chapter 32 - Gender Revealed

Ellie POV

"C'mon, Ellie, get up. This is ridiculous. "

"I don't wanna move, I feel like utter crap," I mumbled into the pillow.

He let out a sigh. "Look, baby, I know, but after this, you can sleep until our baby is here then." I slowly sat up.

"Be honest. Does my feet look fat?"

"Ellie!"

"They hurt more." he looked ready to snap, I mean, go ahead. He knows that if he does, I'll give him the silent treatment.

"Ellie, I'm begging you."

"I generally feel like crap Ramond, I'm physically drained out. Okay?" I snapped. I saw his jaw clench.

"Do I have to drag you?"

"Do whatever you want." I slowly leaned back, straining a bit as I scrunched my face up.

This was generally tiring, and I was getting pissy and emotional over it.

Suddenly, I broke down. "Ellie..." he sat beside me, pulling me into his embrace. He kissed the top of my head.

"I'm scared," I cried.

"Of what?"

"I'm scared of dying, Ramond. I'm scared something gonna happen through birth, I'm scared that I'm gonna be a terrible mother... I'm scared of losing you."

"That's not gonna happen, none of that. You're gonna be just fine, baby. You're gonna be just fine..."

Ramond POV

She eventually fell back asleep, clinging on to my thigh. I grabbed the controller, switching the TV off.

I looked down at her and smiled lightly, brushing her hair back. I placed my hand on her swollen stomach, just wondering if I would get a feel of a kick from our son or daughter.

Nick walked in with Clint. "Aww," Nick smiled. I smiled lightly.

"What's wrong?" Nick asked, noticing my facial expression.

"She had a little breakdown. I took her down here to watch TV."

"Is she okay?"

"I hope she is."

"Ramond?" she mumbled with her eyes closed.

"Yes, baby?"

"I feel worse." I placed the back of my hand on her forehead. "You are burning up a bit." she slowly opened her eyes. "I feel like I wanna puke, but... I have no energy to"

I realised that as our pup developed, she grew weaker.

"C'mere," Nick helped me with her as Clint placed a bucket in front of her, crouching down. She placed her hand on her stomach and squeezed my hand, whimpering.

I rubbed her back in comfort. "Just another month and a half, okay?"

"Yeah, 'cause that's helpful,' she breathed out.

"Scale from 1 to 10, how painful is it?"

"7"

"You're gonna be just fine, I promise you that"

"I don't wanna give birth now,"

"Well, there's other-"

"She can cut it out of me,"

"I don't think that's a good idea," I mumbled.

"Why? Don't wanna see me sliced in half?"

I narrowed my eyes at that.

I helped her up. "Think you can walk?"

"I'm pregnant, not stupid."

"Alright... just don't want you falling, that's all, " I reassured.

Ellie POV

He kindly opened the door for me as we made it to the pack hospital.

Sandra came out kindly greeting us. "Alpha Ramond, Luna Ellie," she bowed. "Right this way,"

She gestured me to lay down and lift my top up as she set up the scan.

Ramond took a seat beside me. I let out a shaky breath.

"It's gonna be okay," he smiled, taking my hand. I gave his hand a light squeeze.

Sandra talked through the process as she proceeded to find our pup.

"And there it is." I couldn't help but smile as I let out a soft exclamation of surprise.

"Are you guys ready to know what it is?"

"Yes." Ramond answered quickly.

"Congratulations, you are having a healthy baby boy,"

Ramond squeezed my hand. He was grinning at that.

"Oh..."

"What?" I was getting a bit panicky.

"Oh my..."

"What?" Ramond asked.

"It seems like there's another one."

"Another what?"

"Baby, Oh and another one. Luna Ellie, I believe you're pregnant with triplets!"

"WHAT?!" Ramond and I screamed.

I looked at Ramond with wide eyes.

"No, don't have a panic attack! Ellie, look at me. It's gonna be fine. Think about everyone we love around here that will help you. "

"Would you like to know what they're are?"

"Yes, Sandra,"

"You are having another boy, and.... a little girl."

"2 boys 1 girl... YOU JINXED IT YOU LITTLE SHIT."

"I WAS JOKING AROUND."

"THIS BETTER BE A PRANK PULLED ON ME"

"Sorry Luna, I take my job very seriously. You are indeed pregnant with triplets."

"Elli, baby, you've gone really pale. Talk to me."

"3... w-what"

"No, don't faint on me, Ellie, you'll be fine. Trust me!"

"You are in good hands, Luna."

Later that day

I have remained silent since the scan, and I noticed Ramond occasionally glancing in my direction.

We entered the pack house my Dad and his Dad was there. They immediately shot up once they saw us walk in.

Elliott came walking in with Clint and Nick.

"So... How'd it go?"

"Great..." I sarcastically said as I crossed my arms glaring at Ramond.

"Oh no, what happened?" My dad asked.

"Don't worry, all 3 are fine," I said bitterly.

"All 3? What do you mean by.... oh... OH..." Derek said, going quiet.

"You're having triplets?" Clint questioned.

"2 boys 1 girl," Ramond mumbled softly.

Elliot burst out laughing.

I rolled my eyes and stormed upstairs. "Ellie!" Ramond called out before he could walk in. I slammed the door in his face.