Lazarus povI didn't know what to expect once the doctor returned, but maybe a tiny part of me hoped she wasn't pregnant just yet. I want Sarah to carry our children, but I don't want her to feel as if she's forced to stay with us for the sake of the child. What we have, whatever it truly is, is too fresh and raw to set up boundaries and make it official. Sure, these news might turn out to be the best thing that ever happened to us, but I don't want to pressure her. Millions of thoughts run through my mind, but as usual, Lenox is there to fade everything. He turns to us and grins, opening his arms, "Brothers, we are pregnant. Get ready to chase the kiddos; we're going to be dads!"He almost runs at Luka and me to pull us into a tight hug. I'm more than happy to hold my brothers like this. These guys, Sarah and our future babies are all I need to feel complete. Alister will finally have a sibling. "I knew my thing for creme pies might turn around and bite my ass, but shit, this is a
Sarah povONE MONTH LATERI stand before the wall-length mirror and stare at my belly. I'm supposed to get dressed, but the best I can do is the underwear I'm wearing. The stress is getting to me, and I can't find it within myself to get done and over with today's plans. Besides, the reflection in the mirror distracts me. On instinct, my hands cradle my almost flat lower belly. I'm sure I'm already showing some signs of pregnancy, but the brothers keep reminding me that I'm still as fit as ever. It would be better if Lenox wouldn't feed me cookies every day, though, because now I'm not sure if the little extra flesh on my body is pregnancy or the sweets he wants me to eat. Apparently, his mother told him that pregnant women crave sweets if they're expecting girls, and he's convinced that if I eat enough cookies, I'm giving him the daughter he wants. A smile tugs on my lips as I think of his endless rants about a little, crazy warrior princess. Lenox has built so many plans about
Gabriel povThe day is here. I never thought it could happen, let alone this fast.If I look back on my life about six months ago, I couldn't wish for a better outcome than this. I was but a mere warrior in the pack I knew wasn't his, but look at me now- an Alpha. The first change came after the murderous man left. We found the old bastard Alpha dead in his office, and I still remember how I thought of the murderer as Godsent. I know that's not a way how one should view a killer, but I did. And I still do because he was the one who served the revenge for my parents. Our parents. When Angus returned from wherever he was, the pack lost the happiness the Alpha's death gave us. Quite frankly, we thought the son was here to claim the title, but for some reason, he never did. Instead, he stood on the podium and spilled his father's secrets, every dirty thing he had done and so on. Then, he announced that he wouldn't take the title, but instead, he would bring forward the real heir. Me.