Behind Enemy Lines

Epilogue

Epilogue (sorry it's on the short side!)

I twisted the golden ring around my finger, smiling as I remembered that day. The day when I was wearing white, slowly making my way down the aisle to Hayden, who teared up when he saw me coming towards him.

I had lost it and dropped the act, sprinting towards him with a huge, childish grin plastered on my face.

The same smile appeared as I thought back to that moment.

Dropping my hands, I let them rest on my stomach-- my very large, pregnant stomach.

I was four months along, meaning that I could give birth to him at any moment. Yes, it's a boy, and yes, I did get pregnant from that night on the cliff.

Although it drove me crazy, because Hayden wouldn't even touch me for the fear of hurting the baby. I got a peck on the lips once in the morning, once before bed and sometimes a few in between depending on the events of the day. He wouldn't even sleep in the bed with me once I was showing.

I brushed it off the best I could; he was only doing it for the sake of the baby.

Speak of the devil, Hayden walked into the room, "Hey."

He had a lazy, boyish smile on his face and I grinned even larger, "Hi."

"Doc says he'll come any day now," he gently rubs my stomach, referring to the little guy in my abdomen.

I nodded, "Yeah, he's been kicking like crazy today."

Hayden jumped as another kick hit, as if on cue. He laughed, feeling for another kick and I smiled, placing my own hands over his.

Suddenly, everything changed and I gasped as water ran down my leg. I looked up, "Hayden, my water just broke."

"What?" He mumbled, still running my stomach.

"Hayden, I'm going into labor!" I exclaim and he snapped out of it, staring at me wide-eyed.

He swore and then scooped me up in his arms, running to the room he had specifically set aside for this-- the recovery room.

Within minutes the pack doctor was there and I was hooked up to machines and having contractions. I gripped Hayden's hand.

He squeezed my hand in return as I screamed, throwing my head back and he patted the sweat away with the cloth in his hands.

It wasn't helping.

My legs were elevated and the doctor just kept telling me I was almost there, just a few more contractions and I'd start pushing.

A few more contractions turned into ten. Finally, it was time.

"Luna, I need you to push now," the doctor instructed.

I groaned, gritting my teeth as I followed instructions.

"You can do this, just keep pushing," Hayden cooed, though I could tell it pained him to see me like this.

Finally, I heard it. The cry of a baby boy-- our baby boy.

"Congratulations, Alpha, Luna," the doctor spoke, handing the baby to Hayden once he was clean and wrapped in a blanket.

"He's beautiful," Hayden whispered as the crying finally stopped.

I had sat up a little, "Can I hold him?"

He passed him over to me, and I laughed, tears coming out of my eyes-- tears of joy.

"He's perfect," I kissed his forehead.

"What are you going to name him?" Doc asked both of us.

I looked up at Hayden and smiled back down at my baby boy, "Jaxon. Jaxon Cross."

And in this moment, as I held Jaxon and Hayden stood beside me, I've never been happier.

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I CAN'T BELIEVE IT'S ALL OVER IM SO SAD AND HAPPY AND O M G. I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH AND THANK YOU FOR THE AMAZING SUPPORT!!!

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