3. Travis Phoebe (ManxMan)

•Travis 37.

Don't let them fool you into thinking that birth was beautiful. It was messy and gross and one got an over flood of the sense of smell with blood but I guess there was a beauty to holding your child.

The moment I felt the rush of kicking, I was glad to be at the pack house already. What I had not expected was the after math.

I was put under for the c-section and while I may have been loopy I wasn't mistaken with the feeling of painful detatchment as my first child wailed and Raphael cried with them. It felt like my body had lost a limb and I gasped staring at the sight of my beautiful baby girl and my crying mate when another one was found hiding behind my daughter. The sensation came over me again and I felt weak.

The operation was a success and I was stitched beautifully and I decided as I felt the numbness of my lower body. No more children. Thank you very much.

I held her so closer, her body warm and her eyes bright red, a solid pure red and it was hypnotic.

"Maeve," I murmured without real thought and I had to snap my eyes to my sobbing mate as he let out the worst name possible, holding our surprise.

"Knox."

As weak as I felt, staring at my two beautiful children I was content. One boy and one girl, the boy was smaller, hidden behind the girl and that's why they weren't seen on the ultrasounds. I didn't care and loved them both either way.

Claude teased me about being the one to have a pack of kids and really he was just jealous. That's what I was telling myself.

Anyway, I couldn't walk for a whole week and it was then found that I had no magic. Yes, my trybrid vampire/wolf/caster kids are born and with them the lose of my magic which explained the feeling of losing a limb when they were finally born. Gabriel was low-key glad not to be the only ex-caster, it was funny how he comforted me about being okay. I wasn't as bummed about it because I had beautiful children.

Not much could be said about my brother even as another month past.

When Thora had been discovered, they refused to give any information about Seren and literally only came to see my children, I was beyond pissed, even more so as I saw them standing beside a protective Marshall who growled narrowing his eyes at me when I glared at his mate who yes, had accepted him.

Thora was lucky I was still healing and that Marshall and Raphael were there or else I don't know what I'd have done to them even if I had no magic anymore.

Scoot and Thalleus butted heads in a way that was remarkable really. Thalleus seemed to get a kick out of pissing Scoot off and they never missed a chance at almost bringing the pack house down with their bickering which, eventually most of us could tell held a bit of an odd affection. Both being over 18, I only wondered how they weren't mates with how they could be found together even though they snapped and Thalleus swore too much.

Thora claimed to have no clue about my brother's whereabouts. Offering no solution and somehow having the nerve to be sorry for not thinking about where they were sending them to begin with. This only made it more obvious to me that I could never be their friend, especially because I couldn't kill them.

Everyone seemed happy even myself, despite it all on most days. Now that my children were alive and well I didn't really care for Seren as long as she kept her distance and Thora along with her.

Regina would not be mentioned again. Simply because I did not care for her whereabouts.

It was around a few weeks later that it happened. I held Knox, feeding him, he had gained more weight compared to his sister who had lost 10% of her birth weight which was not allowed since she would soon be gaining it back.