Bring Honor to the Alpha

Chapter 10

I realize upon rereading and editing my chapters that I put Andrews as Riley's last name during Alivia's part of the story.  So I will be changing it to Cameron like it is supposed to be. 

----Katrina---

Two weeks before my due date, I was sore and irritable.  Brad was doing all he could to help me get comfortable, but it did no good.  Brad had graduated from medical school almost a year ago and he was working at a doctor at the pack hospital.  He had enough training that when it came time, he could probably deliver Brad Jr. and Alivia Grace.  Yes we were having twins so I had a reason for being irritable.  I was huge.  Brad fixed my pillows and changed the movie for me.

"Any day now and I'll be happy."

"You aren't happy now?"

"I am.  Just uncomfortable."

"I'm doing as much as I can baby."

"I know."  he sat down beside me and rubbed my back.  His mom and sisters arrived.

"Time fore the baby shower."  He said.  Jane showed up with Wilson and I felt uncomfortable.  Brad was in the kitchen.  I stood up from my spot on the couch and went into the kitchen.  I ran into Brad.  "Slow down honey."  he said.  "What's wrong?"

"Wilson and Jane are here."  I said.  He went into the living room, my hand in the crook of his elbow.  H kept me mostly behind him.

"Hey."  Jane said hugging me.  I stiffened and stepped back.

"What're you doing here?"  I asked.  Brad stood between me and Wilson.

"I just wanted to congratulate you on the wedding and the baby."

"You weren't invited and he's not supposed to be anywhere near my wife."  Brad said.

"Not my fault.  She was a slut before, she's a slut now."  Brad pulled his arm free and shoved Wilson to the ground.  "You're just mad because I got the bitch first."  Brad slammed Wilson into the wall and punched him hard in the face.

"Bradley, please, stop."  I said.

"Get the fuck out of my house and away from my wife."  he said shoving him out the door.  Jane left with him.  Brad went into the kitchen.  I followed him.  He rinsed his hand.  I touched his arm and he jerked it away.  I flinched.

"Brad, I'm sorry."  I whispered.  "Please?"  I said quietly.  He turned to face me and I flinched at his quickness and out of fear.  I was scared.  I didn't want him to hit me.

"I'm not going to hit you."  he said.  "Abuse is wrong and I will never do that.  You just need to give me some space so I can cool off."  he said.  He hugged me close kissing me softly.  "I love you so much."  he said kissing me again.

"I love you too."  I said.  We went back into the other room and I was sitting in the recliner, Brad came in with a glass of water.  I took it and drank some of it.

An hour later, I felt a sharp stabbing pain in my back that radiated over my stomach.  Like someone had just stabbed me.  I knocked over the glass and it shattered.  Brad came running in.  "Katrina?"

"M-My water just broke."  I said.  Brad helped me up and grabbed my shoes.  He lifted me up and carried me out to the pickup.  He set me in the backseat.

"Dad you drive."  Brad said.  Brad got in beside me.

At the hospital, Brad was holding my hand helping me through the contractions.  "Katrina, do you want something for the pain?"  The doctor asked.