Page 78 of Pack Plus Three

Arms wrapped around me, and I was pulled out of the chair as Jeremy encased me in a bear hug. “This is amazing!” he cried. Gently brushing the hair from my face, he kissed me softly, a gigantic grin never leaving his face.

He was happy—more than happy! A weight I didn't know I had been carrying lifted off my chest, and I could suddenly breathe a lot easier.

“Did you think I wouldn't love this news?” Jeremy asked with a confused look.

“It is twice the work; you didn’t sign on for two babies.”

“This is just an amazing bonus, in my opinion. Two little boys I can teach to play hockey and to build things with—oh, shit!” His face fell as he broke off. “Crap...one moment, I need to...” He took a step back. The bond was suddenly filled with concern.

My stomach dropped. “You’re unhappy,” I said, tears gathering in the corners of my eyes. It was understandable; two babies were a lot to deal with. He had signed on to deal with one hormonal pregnant omega and a single baby, and now the stress was threefold.

Clearly, my panic was evident to Jeremy as his head whipped to mine. “No! I’m not upset about the twins... Just, agh—come with me.” He gently grabbed my hand and led me through the house, past a confused-looking Devon who stood in the kitchen doorway, a mug of tea in hand.

I followed him through the house and the backyard to the external garage that he and Devon used as a workshop.

“This is what I was panicking about,” Jeremy said, pointing at a wooden item in the corner of the room.

Taking a step forward, the tears overflowed when I realized what it was.

It was a crib.

A beautiful crib.

Merely calling it a crib didn’t do it justice. Clearly hand carved, it was made from a gorgeous walnut-colored wood. The slats had intricately carved vines on them. It was like something out of a fairy tale.

“Jeremy, this is beautiful. It must have taken you ages!”

“I started it not long after meeting you,” he admitted sheepishly, scratching the back of his head. “I wanted it to be perfect, but now it’s all wrong!”

“How is it all wrong?” I asked.

“I don’t have time to make two! I can’t give one of the babies the crib and not the other. That would be playing favorites!” He looked so torn.

He had clearly spent a lot of time working on the crib, and it was far nicer than anything I could have ever bought for the babies.

“I love it,” I said softly.

Jeremy’s face fell further. “I can try and make another one. You’ve got a few weeks, right? I can order the wood?—”

“Actually, I’m probably going to give birth sooner rather than later,” I admitted. “Twins come early.” I shrugged.

“Oh no...” Jeremy looked longingly between the crib and me. “We’ll have to look at alternatives.” His sadness seeped through the bond.

He was torn up about the crib, and I couldn’t help but smile. Jeremy may have had the size and general appearance of a grizzly bear, but he was really a giant softie with a heart of gold.

“Jer, they’re little. They can just share the crib for the first few months,” I said softly.

Jeremy stilled, turning to look at me with confusion. “They can do that?”

“They’re twins, they’ll probably want to be together.” I laughed lightly. “They’re sharing much smaller real estate right now,” I said, gesturing down to my stomach.

I took a few steps forward, wrapping my arms around his waist as a smile slowly broke out on his features and he nodded. “Yeah...they can share!” he declared happily.

“I love you,” I hummed, leaning up to kiss under his chin. It was the first time I had actually said the words out loud to him, but I meant them sincerely. This alpha who didn’t have a mean bone in his body had taken me in when I had barrelled into his life with no warning and treated me with only utmost love and care.

“I love you so damn much, Duckie, and the little ducklings as well.”

We stood, wrapped up in each other’s arms, for another ten minutes. “I can’t believe I have to leave for a game tonight, then tomorrow, I’m away for two whole days. It’s not fair,” Jeremy grumbled.

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