Luna On The Run - I Stole The Alphas Son

Luna On The Run – I Stole The Alpha’s Sons Chapter 48

The more I walked, the more I struggled the pressure in my lower back was intense, my breathing becoming harder, and my belly rock hard. The worst cramps I had ever felt rippled across my belly, stealing breath and making my feet falter.

Il couldn’t make it much further, and Michelle might as well be carrying me at this point as we got near the bakery, my lower back was on fire and severe pressure to my pelvis made me feel on the verge of passing out.

I clutched the corner of the brick wall with the urge to bear down. “No, Michelle, we need to get back, we need to get back, I think I’m in labor!” I rasp out. “Fuck!” she curses, looking around while grabbing my arm and keeping me from hitting the concrete. Just as I was about to have my babies on the street, the bakery door opens.

Sondra came rushing out, “Elena? Oh my goodness, you don’t look too good. Help me bring her inside to call an ambulance.”

“No!” I blurt and so does Michelle. I can’t go to a normal hospital, they would record the birth. Find the women in the settlement, and then I would run the risk of Axton finding me. Sondra ushers us inside, and Sondra grabs her phone.

“No, please. I just want to go home,” I tried to get up while Michelle tries to calm me. “Elena, I’ll take you home. But you are in no condition to walk.” Sondra states. Michele held concern on her face, we hadn’t even gotten the supplies yet, and I was two weeks early. This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

Sondra frantically looks around, “The hospital is a few streets away,”

“No! I just need to get home, Noleen used to be a midwife,”

Sondra looks at Michelle as I cling to her, groaning as the pain intensified.

“Fine, fine. I will grab my keys.” She tells us, rushing off out the back. “I will bring the car around,” she yells, and Michelle starts leading me back out the front of the store. Sondra pulls up in a blue car, far fancier than I expected her to drive, it was some sleek sports car, making my brows furrow.

I assumed she walked everywhere, I have never seen her drive. Michelle opens the back doors, and I fall heavily on the seat, using my hands to scoot back to lean against the door.

“Where am I going?” Sondra asks, and Michelle starts giving directions, while I breathed and moan in pain. Once we pull up, Michelle is the first to jump out of the car. However, I was temporarily distracted by Sondra’s foul language, I had also never heard her swear.

“You can’t have your baby hear. What the fuck is this place?”

“Babies and, there is no time, they are coming now!” I groan, twisting when the door I am leaning on is ripped open. The woman helped get me inside, and Sondra I can smell her scent, so I knew she followed us in.

Noleen ushered us to the back of a room with a small cot. Between my pain and panting, I couldn’t focus as Michelle helped me down to the cot. It was the only actual bed in this place, the rest we made do with what we could find, and this room was set up as a makeshift infirmary. But far from hygienic or sterile.

“Help me get her pants off, and I’ll grab some towels,” Noleen orders. Michelle and Sondra strip my pants off, only for my

water to break at that very moment. The pain and pressure wouldn’t let up. I just wanted to push. Noleen grabs my face in her hands, her eyes soft as she spoke clearly, “Elena, I need you to put your head to your chest and push like your life depended on it.”

I tucked my head to my chest and pushed, “You’re doing good, I see the head.” It felt like I would never get them out after what felt like an eternity of pushing. I was almost ready to give up. I shake my head. “I can’t!” I groan out.

“Push one more time, sweetie,” Sondra instructed as she gripped my knee, Noleen sitting between my legs. I let out a growl on my last push and heard him cry. But before I could catch my breath, the pressure built up once more as I tried to focus on my son. Noleen handed Michelle my son, Sondra’s peeking between my legs over Noleen’s shoulder. “Oh dear, I see another head. Push, Elena!” Sondra says excitedly, clapping her hands as if she was watching a football game.

Noleen chuckles as the old woman fists the air viciously, her fists shaking as if she herself was also pushing with me.

It’s like he didn’t want to come out as I planned, I was determined for my son to be born, and finally I felt him emerge. His shrill cry couldn’t be missed. “Two little boys, with beautiful eyes, almost silver.” Sondra mentioning their eyes made me nervous as she handed one to me, and Michelle places my other son in my free arm.

Then I felt a mild tightening of my lower abdomen. I knew there definitely wasn’t a third one. Noleen places her hand on my stomach, putting pressure when I feel something slide out, making shudder. “Relax, Elena, it is just your afterbirth.”

I nod resting my head back before staring down at my boys. Michelle and another woman, help wrap them before handing them back to me, looking at them, I could tell they were identical, dark thick locks, covered their little heads, blue silver eyes kind of like Axton’s but not quite.

“They’re perfect,” Sondra says, looking over my shoulder, she brushes one of their cheeks with her index finger. “I always wanted kids myself, but it was just not meant to be,” she says softly.

I rested, my babies I was too scared to let go of, worried that Axton somehow heard their cries and was on his way to strip them from my arms. I knew it was irrational, but still something I feared.

However, I was surprised to hear the door open, and see Sondra come in, I thought for sure she would have left by now. She smiles, wandering over to me. “Mary never told me, where this place was, I never imagined it was like this,” she says, her words appearing to make her sad when Michelle comes in behind her.

“Sondra, could you possibly run me to get a few things? It was the reason we were even out. We needed to get diapers and formula,” Sondra tucks a Blanket around me. “You lay here, and I will run her to the store. Then, when I get back after you’re well rested, we need to talk about-” she glances around.

“Your accommodation, this is hardly suitable for a settlement, especially when I own a ranch that can house you all, a bit of help fixing it up, and we can make it a home once more,” Michelle looks at me while I stare up at Sondra.

“You would help us?” Michelle asks, a little shocked. Sondra smiles at her. “Of course, besides, the place is just going to waste, I haven’t been out there in years, I have someone tend to the cattle and animals, but too much upkeep for one person,”

“But we aren’t human?” I tell her.

“I’m well aware of what you all are. But to me, you’ll always just be people.” My brows pinch.

“Don’t worry. For now, we need to do this supply run,” Sondra says, walking out of the room and tapping Michelle’s shoulder. Michelle looked at me, and I shrug, she looked just as shocked to be offered help from a human as I was.