Page 21 of Unable Omega
“Just call him, alpha.” He crawled into bed and pulled up the covers. “I think I’ll try and rest a little, see if I feel better.
“You know Markus told us that if your water breaks, we can’t wait too long.”
“I know. Just gonna close my eyes.” And he did, leaving me fighting panic. I grabbed my cell phone and took it outside the cabin with me, not wanting to disturb Sage if he was managing to sleep.
Markus answered on the second ring and said he’d come right over just to check Sage’s progress. I started to tell him not to go out of his way because it was so early, but my bear was having none of it. He wanted his mate cared for by the very best.
Our healer arrived not ten minutes later and shooed me outside while he examined my omega. I paced back and forth, wondering why it was taking so long, but finally Markus opened the door and called me back in.
“How is he, Healer?” I asked.
“He’s getting close, closer than you expected, I think. So, I’m not going anywhere, and neither are you as long as you can be calm.”
“I can.” I could do anything my omega needed. “What can I do to help?”
“You can bring some ice water for us all to drink and settle in. It might be very fast, or we might be here for hours yet.”
Sage groaned, “It’s starting to hurt.”
“You wanted natural childbirth, but I have something if you want pain relief.”
But there was no time because no sooner did he finish speaking than the contractions sped up, almost seeming to roll over one another. I held Sage’s hand, mopped his forehead with a cool cloth, and stayed close and encouraging while he breathed through a stronger contraction.
Markus checked him again and gave me a nod. “You’re doing amazing, Sage. If you want the pain relief, now is the time to do it.”
But my brave omega refused, continuing to ride each contraction until, three hours later, Markus told him to push.
Red-faced and huffing, Sage delivered our little girl right into the waiting arms of the healer. He wrapped her, put her on my omega’s chest, and returned to catch the second, our son, with no time to spare.
I got Sage cleaned up and tucked into bed, while Markus did the same for the babies. He pronounced them perfect, but I already knew that. Perfect just like their drowsy omega daddy.
Epilogue
Sage
Having twins without a good mate and a supportive community was probably a lot of hard, tiring work.
Twins with my doting mate and our hands-on community wasn’t so exhausting.
Okay, it was still a lot. But I loved every single second of it.
“Where’s Emile?” I asked Rob after waking up from a nap. My bear immediately scented that our son wasn’t in the cabin. Rob had built an addition onto our cabin for the babies but eventually, he said we would have to build a new family home from scratch.
We’d already picked out the spot and gotten the approval from Locke.
“With his uncle Z. He said they were going on their first adventure.”
The twins were almost six months old and were lively and energetic. Both of them. Z had taken Emile and Emily under his wing and spent time with both of them. He turned out to be a great uncle, that was, when he wasn’t ribbing Rob.
“First adventure, huh?” I sat up and sighed. They were growing up too fast already.
“Yeah. I think he was taking him for a walk. I was going to wake you. It’s time to start on dinner.”
I reached over and checked my phone. “Shoot. I didn’t mean to sleep so long. Emily must be hungry.”
“Nope. I gave her a pumped bottle. She’s out like a light. I was going to take her with me if you need to sleep more or take a shower. Whatever you want.”
Rob had been a dream as a mate and father. He anticipated needs. He made sure I was taken care of while also making sure the twins were solid.
