Page 99 of Broken Bonds

“No, everything has been fine. They’re constantly moving.”

“Good. I’m glad to see you smiling again. You look good.”

“I feel good,” I tell her, taking a deep breath.

Carol pats my hand again and smiles.

“She’ll be right in with you, dear,” she says before leaving me.

I rub my belly, poking at the babies when one of them pushes against me.

It’s hard to believe that in just a few weeks, I’ll be able to see their little faces. Hold them in my hands. Love on them. I’m nervous, but beyond ready to meet them.

How can you love someone so much when you haven’t even met them yet? It’s crazy how much I love these little beings already. To know that I’d do anything for them, protect them with my life.

The door opens, pulling me from my thoughts as Doctor Moreno walks in, smiling at me.

“How are we feeling? Ready to have these babies?” she asks as she digs in a drawer for everything she needs.

Knowing the drill, I lie back, pulling my shirt up and the band of my pants down.

“Oh, yeah. My back is killing me.”

She chuckles, squirting some gel on my stomach and placing the fetal doppler on the spot, rolling it around the area.

“Three babies in one small space is a lot of weight to carry,” she says as the steady rhythm of one of the babies’ heartbeats fills the room.

She moves the doppler around, checking on them all before handing me a tissue to wipe my belly off with and grabs a tape measure. After that, she offers me a hand to help me sit up.

“Well, everything looks good. Babies all sound good. I’m going to go ahead and schedule you for a c-section in two weeks, but if anything happens before then I want you to go straight to labor and delivery. Any pain that’s not normal, bright red blood, contractions, not feeling them move for extended periods of time even if you drink some juice or ice-cold water. Any of that, straight to L&D, got it?”

“Got it,” I tell her, nervous excitement flooding my brain.

“I’ll see you next week for your last appointment, then we’ll meet those babies,” she says before walking out.

Shit, there’s still so much I’ve got to get done.

I start mentally making a list as I walk down the hallway and stop at the reception desk to make my last appointment. With my appointment card in hand, I exit the back, finding Forde immediately in the waiting room. I can’t help but smile when I see him reading one of the baby books they have sitting out on the tables.

Seeing this big alpha, a serious look on his face as he flips through the pages, soaking up the information he’s reading, does something to me. It’s also a bit of a turn on that he’s so interested in learning about babies. That he still wants me, even though I’m extremely pregnant.

“Hey. All done?” he asks when I approach him.

He closes the book and sets it down, smiling up at me, and my heart skips a beat. There are those dimples again.

Gods, he’s so fucking handsome that it’s unreal.

“Yep. I will have three babies in two weeks,” I tell him, blowing out a breath but still smiling from ear to ear.

Forde jumps up and wraps his arms around me, spinning me around in the middle of the waiting room like I weigh nothing before setting me back on my feet. My cheeks are on fire as everyone looks on at us, but he couldn’t care less as he grabs my cheeks and kisses me like we’re all alone.

“Come on. We should celebrate. Call Jillian, and I’ll call the guys. We can all go do something. Anything you want,” he says, grabbing hold of my hand and pulling me behind him.

I laugh, picking up my pace so I can keep up with him.

“Slow down, you big behemoth. How about I cook for everyone? I haven’t been able to do that since my alphas died, and it’s something I enjoy doing. Everyone can come over and we’ll all hang out. That sounds wonderful,” I tell him, looking over at him with a smile when we stop at the elevators.

“You got it, Baby Doll. One big family dinner, coming right up!”

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