Willow’s POV “Shh shh shh,” I hush into my babies ears as they cuddle up to me more in the big love seat under one big fuzzy blanket, laying their heads down on my breasts since they seem to think that they’re ‘cushions’ and just meant for them to sleep on. “Mommy’s right here now and she’s not leaving alright? Just go to sleep and it will be morning again!” Mariella clings tighter to me, nestling her little underneath my arm in attempt to pull me closer to her. “We play tomorrow, Mama?” She yawns, finally shutting her glossy, blue orbs to rest. Flynn, on the other hand, he’s fast as sleep already and his drool is seeping it’s way through my shirt. I smile down at Ella, stroking her soft, dirty brown locks.  Man do these kids ever look like Maddox! I swe

Willow's POV "You almost ready, Willow?" Maddox calls out from outside the bathroom. I peek my head out through the door, seeing Maddox already dressed and ready to go when I'm just freshly showered and only now brushing my hair, pulling it through my thick, messy-ness.  I set the brush down, letting out a long, irritated sigh. I already threw up my entire breakfast, thinking that maybe, just maybe I won't have an morning sickness this pregnancy but oh was I ever wrong about that. I swear I sat hunched over the toilet for a good ten minutes straight barfing my guts out and laying on cool, tile floor. Fuck I felt so horrible after, especially after making Maddox watch it all happen as he held my hair back and rubbed my back.  Letting the towel wrapped around my chest drop to the floor, I begin to get dressed into the clothes I left out for after my shower. "Yes, just a minute!" I groan, quietly cursing to myself as I attempt to put a

Maddox's POVThe next morning...After saying the absolute stupidest things I could've possibly said yesterday at Willow's check-up, I recieved some rather, intimidating information from the doctor. It was down-right one of the biggest slaps in the face I've had in awhile. Well, other than the words that took over me for some reason yesterday towards Willow. Flash Back to yesterday..."Sir... Sir!" Why did I say those things to her? What came over me that really led me to believe that the love of my life had slept with another man and is pregnant with this non-exisistant man's baby? I know damn well that the baby is from me, all those nights ago when I freed her from the cell. There's a tap on my shoulder as I'm storming my way towards the front doors, hoping to catch Willow before s

Willow’s POV “She’s to be on bed rest for a week, at least. That way, the venom can take its change in Willow’s body and the baby can get use to the changes as well.” Lilith orders as she begins cleaning up all the equipment and the mess. I shift underneath the comforter, pulling the thick covers over my bare belly, attempting to keep warm all while giving both Maddox and Lilith hard glares.I finally groan out after everything, all the medical supplies are packed up. “You fuckers are lying! There’s no damn way that nothing that happened today was planned! I can see the look in your foolish eyes- the way you looked at each other when Lilith got here was a dead giveaway. So just tell me the truth or I’m going to make the rest of this week the hardest one for the both of you…”Maddox comes forward, giving me a gentle s

Willow's POVMaddox carefully places an arm underneath my back and lifts me to a sitting position, placing me against the side of the bed. "How's your breathing, can you breathe alright?" he questions me as I find myself drifting off into another world again, so so foreign to this one. I wish that I could've taken my babies away from- that Maddox had decided that Chloe was worth more than us. No matter what happens, I never seem to lose the love I have for that man, but making sure my babies are alright is what matters.But maybe he was right. How the hell would I, a woman of human descent, be able to care for two hybrid babies from the King of Nitraville. If they had ever found me again, I would've been executed on the spot. "Willow..." I feel a warm hand on the crook of my neck, holding me up again and suddenly I can see a pair of desperate and sad eyes staring into mine in awe. "Willow.... Are you