Storie cocks her head. “Are you having twin girls? It is two, right?”
I nod, my smile a little more genuine as I struggle to stand up. “It’s two, but we actually don’t know the genders. Posey is just holding out hope for girls and adamant I wouldn’t betray her by adding yet another boy to the team.”
“We’re too outnumbered as it is!” Posey cries.
Storie nods sagely. “Sorry but I agree. Four alphas each and not a single other girl friend in sight? You’re in dire need of some feminine energy.”
“Sounds like you arrived at the perfect time then,” I tell her with a grunt. It’s a beautiful spring day and the walk to the shop isn’t far, but each step feels like someone is grabbing my cervix and pulling down on it, not to mention the horrible back pain I’ve been having all day. “Hey, do you think we could—oh!” A gush of liquid soaks my leggings and the sidewalk beneath me. My eyes feel like saucers and I see the same expression reflected on my friends’ faces. “I probably didn’t just pee myself, right?”
They don’t respond, so I pull out my phone and bring up our pack text thread, unsurprised to find it’s already blowing up with frantic messages after they felt my shock through the bonds.
Lawson
Angel what’s going on?
Rhys
You good, darlin’?
Lucky
I thought you were meeting with Posey and Storie today. Did something happen? You’re in the quad so you probably haven’t been kidnapped.
Wyatt
Please call me, honey?
Me
Hey, so, not to freak you out or anything
But I think I either peed myself… or my water just broke
Might need some assistance? The girls aren’t fighting or flighting.
I snap a picture of my still frozen friends and pass it on to both sets of alphas, but the snap seems to have jump-started their brains again.
“Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, what do we do? I can’t deliver babies!” Posey immediately drops into hysterics, which would be really amusing if I wasn’t being hit with what feels like a really bad period cramp.
“Hell of an introduction there, new friend,” Storie mutters. “And while I like to think I could deliver your babies, I am not actually a Certified Nurse Midwife yet, so let’s get you to the licensed professionals and not leave it to chance.” She slips her arm through mine and helps me to a nearby stone bench, lowering me until I’m perched on the edge in a sort of hunched crouch. The whole lower half of my torso feels like it’s being squeezed seven ways to Sunday, so sitting up straight is not currently an option.
“Did you text the guys?” Posey asks frantically. I nod, sucking in air through my teeth.
Good grief this hurts.
“Lainey!” A deep voice shouts. I look up and tears immediately flood my eyes when I spot Wyatt sprinting towards me, Lucky hot on his heels. He drops to his knees in front of me as Lucky handles my friends, telling them they have me now and to go home and wait for news, but my focus is entirely on my future doctor alpha.
“Wy,” I sniffle.
His eyes gloss over as he lays his forehead against mine. “I know, honey. We felt echoes of it through the bond on our way here. We’re gonna get you to the car and go see Doctor Mel, okay? It’s going to be alright.”
“But they’re so early!”
Big hands stroke my hair back away from my face. “I know they are, honey. But remember what Mel told us? Twins come early all the time. It’s not ideal, but they’re close to the safe zone for delivery and all that matters in the end is that you and our babies are healthy.”
I nod, suck in a shuddered breath, and allow the tension to drop out of my shoulders just as another wave of pain tightens across my lower back. “Ouch,” I gasp. Lucky doubles over behind Wyatt, groaning and clutching at his own abs under his stupid crop top. I thought it was hot as fuck when I saw it this morning but now I can see his ‘Lainey’s Luck’ tattoo and it just makes me want to punch him. Because it was his luck that got me into this situation in the first place.
Wyatt must feel the tide of my feelings turn in our bond because he glares at our pack mate, waving him off. “Go wait for Law and Rhys in the parking lot. We’ll meet you there.”