Page 60 of Omega for the Pack

“Oh no,” I said, looking down. My black maternity sweatpants were all wet. I started to panic when another wave ofcontraction squeezed my belly, not releasing me. I yelled out for help. “Grant! Wesley!”

Shit, the men couldn’t hear me. They were in the garage.

I stayed hunched over, and the tightening started to release.

I took off my pants and slowly made my way into the bedroom. As I was pulling on a new pair of sweatpants, another contraction seized me. This time, it made me double over in pain.

This was hard. It was too painful.

I couldn’t do this.

“Grant!” I yelled louder through my pain.

Grant

“Nice job,”I said, looking around at our handiwork.

The paint job was finally done. Ripping off my gloves, I thought about Tiana and wondered if she was sleeping.

“Whole house is done,” said Sam, rubbing the sweat off his forehead.

“Hell yeah,” said Wesley. “Should I order pizza for later?”

“Go ahead,” I said, placing my body suit on the garage floor. I walked inside the house. I missed Tiana already.

I heard her call out. It sounded weak. She didn’t sound alright. I began running towards the master bedroom and flung the door wide open.

She was lying on the floor of the bed, her pants half-on as she writhed in pain.

“Tiana!” I shouted, running to her. “Is it the baby?”

She nodded weakly, her face stark with fear. Her eyes were wide with shock at what her body was doing. I knew omega birthing was difficult, and I was instantly scared.

“What’s going on?” said Tony rushing over.

“She’s in labor. Get the car started,” I said, gathering her in my arms.

“My pants,” she said weakly, struggling against me.

“It’s okay,” I said, holding her against my chest as I ran out the door to Wesley’s and Sam’s shock.

“What’s going on?” said Wesley.

“She’s in labor,” I said.

“Damn,” said Sam rushing to open the van door.

Everyone piled into the van, with me holding her on my lap in the backseat. She only had on pink underwear and an oversized white shirt. She moaned in pain, her eyes closed as she squeezed my arm. We were soon speeding down the roads.

“It’s okay, baby. We’re almost there. Drive faster, Tony,” I said.

“I am goddamn it,” said Tony, pressing the gas pedal.

Tiana screamed. “I feel it down there. It’s huge.”

“Fuck,” I said, pushing her hair back from her forehead. She was sweating, and her thighs were shaking on Sam’s lap. Could she be giving birth to an alpha baby? Alpha babies were usually bigger than most.

And she was a tiny omega. So I grew even more scared- my heart beating a mile a minute.

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