Page 72 of Alpha's Redemption

Valen sits nervously beside me, his foot tapping as Doc squirts the lubricant over my huge belly; the coldness of it makes me want to pee. It’s my twenty week ultrasound already.

I glance at the clock above the door. Macey said she wanted to come. Maybe she got caught up at the hospital. Tatum is getting better with the infection gone, but because of the nerve and tissue damage left behind from his leg being nearly completely torn off, he has to go through physical therapy to learn how to use it again. He could shift to heal himself, but they aren't sure if his leg would shift with the rest of him, so until he’s healed completely, it isn't worth the risk.

Doc starts the scan, taking measurements, when we hear a knock. He leans over on his stool, opening the door, and Macey walks in, tiptoeing as if making noise will somehow disturb the doctor. She bends over and pecks my cheek before deliberately messing Valen’s hair, earning a growl from him as he swats her hands away. She laughs and stares at the screen before squinting.

“So, you all placed your bets?” Doc asks. He knows from previous scans that Macey and Valen have a bet on the genders; hence why she’s here.

“Yep! Two boys and a girl,” Valen says.

“Nope! I say three girls,” Macey says.

“Well, for your sake, I hope there’s at least one boy. Valarian said last time you promised to wrestle the boy way, and you’ll break that boy's heart,” Doc laughs. Valerian came to my last ultrasound with Valen. I will give Valen one thing. He has never missed an appointment. He’s even had to remind me to attend a couple.

“Well, Mom, what do you think?” Doc asks.

“Two girls and a boy,” I tell him, crossing my fingers. He laughs and moves the device across my belly. I close my eyes when he declares Baby A to be a girl.

“The next one is a boy,” Valen says.

“Sorry, Alpha, Baby B is a girl, too,” Doc says.

“Ha! It’s a girl, and you owe me three foot rubs, and you have to refer to me as ‘oh favorite one’ for a full week!” Macey says. She rubs her fingers together, then rubs the side of my belly. Doc chuckles and shakes his head, moving the device over my belly again.

“Stop with your karma voodoo!” Valen snaps at her, having already lost his bet.

“And what do you win?” Doc asks, since it’s down to us girls.

“A jar of coffee,” I say, and he turns his head to look at Valen.

“She isn’t human, Valen. I told you to stop reading those baby books. She can drink as much coffee as she wants,” Doc says, and I purse my lips.

“We don’t know that for sure.”

“Do you have a doctor's degree?” Macey asks.

“Just because you want to risk our kids coming out with three heads–” he retorts.

“I would hope so!Onlytwo heads would be an issue, since there are three of them,” Macey taunts.

“You know what I mean,” Valen growls at her, and Doc laughs at their banter as he moves the device over my belly; it takes a while because the little bubba is hiding behind the others, but he’s finally able to get a good enough view.

“Baby C is…..”

Valen and Macey lean forward eagerly.

“A girl!” Doc says, and Macey squeals and jumps in victory while Valen deflates like a balloon.

“Looks like you wrestled in a girl way, Alpha.”

“Apparently so,” Valen mutters.

“Oh! That is so much pink!” Macey squeals excitedly.

“Maybe we can dress one in blue and hope Valarian doesn’t notice?” Valen says thoughtfully.

“He’ll notice,” I deadpan, and Valen sighs.

“I don’t know what to do with girls,” he pouts before glaring down at his crotch as if it wronged him in some way. “You had one job! And you give me three girls! You couldn’t have shotoneboy out?!” he growls at his dick.

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