Page 38 of Omega Makes a Family
"Agreed." Roman nods. "Seb?"
"I always tell you guys what I'm thinking," Seb says with a shrug. "So yeah, agreed."
The three of them look at me expectantly. "Lucas?"
"No matter what," I say with a nod. "We talk to each other."
Epilogue
Oliver
"Lois, Liam, and Les," I say each of their names as I kiss the three newborns on the forehead. They're all tucked soundly into their baskets, fast asleep, and waiting to be carried home. The hospital where they were born is the same one I was born in. They were delivered by the same doctor that delivered me too. It's the quintessential "small town" sort of place.
The doctors there are friendly to shifters, and we've had a long-standing relationship with this particular doctor. I knew if anyone was going to ensure my children had the best possible start to their lives, it was him.
And now I can't stop smiling as I watch my alphas carry the baby baskets out into brisk morning air. They arrived as soon as possible this morning, beaming from ear to ear, excitedly talking about how much they wanted to get pups and me back home where we belonged.
"Are you sure you're up for this?" Lucas frowns as the five of us prepare for the walk home. "We could've just brought a car. I'm sure if we call your mom, she'd come give you and the pups a ride at the very least."
"Stop!" I laugh and shake my head. "It's tradition," I remind him. "It's a reminder of our past history. The newborn pups are carried back to the farm by their parents. An homage to a time when things weren't as convenient as they are now. We're wolves. Walking a few miles to the safety of home isn't difficult for us. We're built of sturdier stuff than that."
Sebastian laughs and smiles down at the basket in his arms. "They barely weigh anything at all," he says as we start for home. "They're just so tiny and perfect, it's hard to believe they're finally here."
"I've been in disbelief ever since we first laid eyes on them," Roman agrees. "I've been excited ever since we learned you were pregnant, Oliver, but it was just…this idea, I guess. It was a concept, something that would happen eventually, but now it's real. Now they're here. Now you're a dad."
"And you four are all papas," I remind him. "They're just as much each of yours as they are mine. I mean, look at them. I can see features of each of you in their little faces."
The four alphas around me are beaming with joy. They're like pups themselves as they fawn over the tiny bundles on our long walk back home.
"Oh, wait," Lucas says as we reach the stairs to the second floor of the barn. "You should close your eyes. We have a surprise for you."
"Oh?" I raise a brow at him and then glance at the others. They're all avoiding my gaze so as not to give themselves away.
"Fine, lead away." I chuckle, closing my eyes and letting Lucas take my hands. He leads me up the stairs, and I hear the sounds of the other three falling into step behind us.
He guides me down the hallway and opens a door before releasing me and whispering, "Surprise," in my ear.
I can't stop grinning.
I knew they were planning to finish setting up the furniture, but I hadn't expected this. The nursery is painted, the cribs are built, the closet is full of diapers and clothing, and the dresser drawers are all filled with the cute outfits and baby blankets that were given to us at the baby shower.
"It's perfect," I gasp as I look around the room at the carefully arranged items on all the shelves. "It's absolutely perfect."
"Do you think we should move the changing table to the other side of the room?" Lucas asks as he stares critically at the layout of the furniture.
"It's fine where it is, hun," I tell him as I pat his arm. "Now come help us put the pups to bed."
"Okay, okay." He nods and joins me near the door where Roman is slowly lifting a tiny bundle from the basket they'd been nestled in as we carried them home.
"I was surprised by how quiet they were the entire way home," Theo says as Roman settles one of the babies into his arms. "All three of them were sleeping like angels the entire time."
"They know they're safe," I say with a soft smile, kissing the tiny forehead before Theo carries her off to her bed. "They're with their pack. Their daddy and their papas are all here to watch over them while they grow."
"How are you feeling, Oliver?" Roman asks, his voice low, as we watch the others carrying our children off to their beds.
"Good." I smile, leaning against his arm and nuzzling him affectionately. The hospital stay was a bit longer than we'd thought it would be. Carrying and delivering three pups was taxing, and the doctors wanted to keep the four of us close for a few days to make sure we all recovered well.
"I wasn't expecting you guys to go and paint the whole damn nursery while I was away, though." I smile softly as I look around the room at the beautiful yellow walls. "It's gorgeous."
