Sarah pov “If anything, they should let the family at least be closer! I get it, if it’s something serious, no one should be in the way of doctors when they’re trying to save mom’s life, but I get why men aren’t allowed there. No disrespect, but you guys would chew off their heads if they touched her the way you disapprove.” I state my concerns without an ounce of guilt. I’m literally shaking in fear for mom’s life, but I can’t let anyone see how much it affects me since I’m surrounded by men who look far worse than I do. I love Seth; over the time I’ve spent here, we grew closer, and she’s like my own mother, but these men have to start thinking with their heads instead of asses. “I’ll look for a doctor, but you must stay here. Can you?” I let my gaze roam the faces until Luciano steps forward and agrees on everyone’s behalf. Before anyone can try to stop me, I rush down the hall until I find a nurse. She looks worried, on her way somewhere, but I still stop her. “Excuse me, I’
Lenox pov Alrighty then, if no one gives me at least one update within right about the next thirty seconds, I’m about to flip. I knew mom’s pregnancy was complicated, especially given her age and the damn age gap between her children, but what the fuck? “Do I need to pull out my spoon for some fucking answers or can we do this is a civil manner, without involving my motherfucking spoon?” I hear myself grunt before I register I spoke up. My brothers and fathers look at me weirdly, but just shrug off my question, which, I’m not going to lie, pisses me off even more. I reach behind my back to pull the silver spoon out of the knife holster when Luka raises an eyebrow at me. “Don’t tell me you actually carry the spoon around,” he doesn’t seem too pleased with the possibility, so being me, I opt for the best answer there could be- a lie. “Nope, I’m just scratching my back,” I grin at him and wave my hand, which quite frankly, feels fucking empty without that spoon pressing against
Sarah pov “I didn’t expect to see you ever again, if we’re being completely honest with each other here,” I try to sound brave and confident, despite how wildly my heart is beating against my ribcage. He. He is the last man I’d ever want to see. Even if this man was the only thing that stood between me and death, I would rather jump in the arms of Grim Reaper than face this bastard ever again. “Well, too bad I don’t care, right?” He grins, leaning against the door. I can’t resist rolling my eyes at his question. As if I would ever care what he thinks or cares about. All I want is to leave my past where it belongs and live my life without the sick reminders of what happened. “No, I’m not interested in your little speech. What I am interested in is how you’re planning to get out of here before anyone notices your presence here.” It’s weird to feel the sense of power fill me. I’ve feared him all my life, and even now, as I face him, I still feel a bit of that fear hanging some
Seth povThe loud beeping next to my ear irritates me enough for me to force my eyes open. The last thing I remember is contractions and intense pain. Luciano grabbed my bag while the rest of my husbands freaked out and prepared the car. On our way to the hospital, I understood something was wrong. The pain I felt was nowhere near the one I felt when I gave birth to our first set of triplets. In fact, that was far from it. By the time Luciano carried me inside the hospital, I was nearly out of it, but now, I’m just lying on the bed. I wonder if they performed a c-section. Someone places their hand over mine, and I jerk my head to the person. It’s a nurse who smiles at me as if the weight of an entire planet just fell off her shoulders. “How are you feeling?” She asks, glancing at the weird machine next to her.“I’m fine,” I rasp. “Are my babies okay? Where are they?”My eyes scan the room, but I don’t see the tiny beds nor hear any newborn sounds. Fear creeps up on me. What if th
Lazarus povOn the bright side, we are in the hospital, which is literally the one place I know gets cleaned up the fastest and with the most efficiency since everything has to be sterile. On the not so bright side, my brother is covered head to toe in blood, waving someone's spine in front of us, and has a dead body next to his feet. "All I need are those fake pink wings, and I'll transform into a fairy. One of these days, I will become a worm and then evolve into an even more beautiful fairy," Lenox laughs in excitement. I pinch the bridge of my nose and groan, "Lenox, that's not how it-"I stop myself before I can finish the sentence. Sometimes it's better to let him be. Explaining something to him will make this mess even more unbearable, and I rather stay aside. Before my brother can express more of his outrageous ideas, a nurse cleans her throat behind us. She arches her eyebrow at me as if I'm the one who's responsible for his mess, and I mouth, 'don't even ask'. Her eyes
Luka povOnce the nurse tells us our mother is awake, we jump to our feet and follow in her steps. Our fathers look all sorts of relieved, and I think I notice a slight smile on dad’s lips. We walk in what seems to be circles until the nurse stops and motions her hand towards something. Our attention focuses on the two women before us. Mom’s sitting in a wheelchair, tears in her eyes, and Sarah’s next to her, holding hands and sobbing. It takes me a moment to understand they’re looking at something behind a massive window. “Boys, come here and meet your baby brothers,” mom whispers without prying her gaze from the window. I swallow the lump forming in my throat and step closer. Call me a coward, but I’m scared to bring up anything about triplets when I see only two beds and babies. “The one on the right is Liam, and the other baby is named Levi,” mom announces with nothing but pride. Our fathers rush to her side and smother her with kisses and questions while the three of us su
Lazarus povI might feel a tiny ping of jealousy as I look at my baby brothers and listen to my family bicker about the baby Sarah’s carrying. I can’t wait until the day she tells me she’s pregnant with my babies. I can’t imagine the pure happiness I could feel once her belly swells with my own pups. It’s clear that we chose the same family dynamics as our parents did- regardless of who is the biological father, we all will raise the kids like they’re our own. While that’s settled and done, I still can’t resist the urge to have kids of my own. If only Sarah agrees, we will have an entire pack of babies. “Thank you for saving us,” I hear my mother say, and I’m sure we look hilarious as all of us look down at her. She’s holding Sarah’s hand, gazing at our woman like she’s a demigod. I arch an eyebrow in question. What is this supposed to mean now? Mom looks at us with that dopey smile on her lips. “Sarah gave us her blood; that’s why I pulled through, and so did your brothers. She
Lenox pov That cheeky fucker didn’t ditch us to make a phone call. If Laz thinks he’s so damn slick that he might fool me, he has another thing coming his way. My Spidey senses are tingling, so he can’t fool me for shit. While our family laughs and exchanges their opinions on things I can’t even follow along with, I grin and excuse myself. Mom did eye me with suspicion, but I told her that I need to take a piss, so she let me be. It’s funny how mom’s back off once their children say something inappropriate. Though I feel all sorts of amused, I need to find Laz, not let myself get distracted again. I wonder why giraffes have such long necks. Should I do some research on them? I mean, how does that work? Do they have a couple of long bones or many tiny ones, and how the fuck they don’t break their necks? Lord knows I’d end up dead in the first few hours of my life if I had a neck like that. Fuck it, if I survived with it, I’d start working in the strip club as the damn pole.