Page 47 of Puck Your Nanny

Peter helps rub his back while I sway gently, soothing him. “I don’t blame the kid. You nearly broke my eardrum.”

I roll my eyes, but I can’t stop smiling as I watch the team celebrate on the ice. Nate is in the center of the chaos, being swarmed by his teammates. Calvin skates toward him, yanking him into a tight hug, both of them shouting their excitement to the rafters.

“I wanna see them,” I say, pressing a kiss to William’s head as he settles down. “Come on.”

Peter leads the way, expertly navigating the hallways of the arena. We slip into one of the private waiting rooms reserved for players' families, a comfortable space away from the madness of the press and fans.

The minutes drag on, but I don’t mind. I use the time to feed William, holding him close as I hum softly, my heart still racing from the win.

Then the door bursts open.

Nate and Calvin stride in, still dressed in their gear, sweat-soaked and exhausted but glowing with triumph. The second Nate sees me, his grin widens, and before I can even react, he lifts me off my feet, spinning me in a tight embrace.

“We did it, baby!” His voice is hoarse from shouting, but his energy is boundless. “We fucking did it!”

I laugh, wrapping my arms around his neck. “I knew you would.”

Calvin is right behind him, pressing a kiss to my temple before scooping William out of Peter’s arms. “And our little man stayed up to see it, huh?”

Peter snorts. “Stayed up is a stretch. He napped through half the game.”

Nate sets me down but doesn’t step away. Instead, his hands find my stomach, his palms resting there.

“You and our little girl are our lucky charms.” His voice is softer now, filled with something deeper than just victory.

I place my hands over his, feeling the warmth, the love radiating from him. “Four months in and already helping you win championships.”

Calvin presses close, his lips brushing my cheek. “She’s gonna be unstoppable. Just like her mama.”

Emotion swells in my chest. I never imagined my life would turn out like this, so full, so rich with love and joy. And yet, here I am, carrying the child of the men I adore, raising William in a home built on love, and in a year, I’ll finally be opening my omega-ran daycare. Everything I ever dreamed of is coming true.

Peter wraps an arm around me, his fingers stroking over my back. “You happy, sweetheart?”

I meet his gaze, my throat tight with emotion. “More than I ever thought possible.”

Nate kisses me, slow and deep, a promise of everything still to come. “Then we did something right.”

As I stand there, surrounded by my family, I know with every fiber all of this was meant to happen.

The End

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