All Chapters of Alpha Marcel: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Aria:By the time we reached the lower chamber, the air in the tunnel had turned damp and close, it wasn’t suffocating, but thick enough that every breath reminded you we were underground.It wasn’t the birthing chamber.That was further in.This was a holding room, stone walls, old benches carved from the rock, lantern hooks along the sides. A place meant for women and children during siege, not for delivery. But we couldn’t care at this point, as long we were safe, then it didn’t matter where we were.Most of the consorts were already there, some pale, some shaking.They all looked up when we entered.Relief washed over their faces at the sight of Luna Isobel, and then shifted to alarm when they saw Lia. She was still breathing heavily, and I knew that she was still far into the contractions, but it didn’t mean that it wouldn’t coming soon.“You need to breathe, Lia.” Maria urged gently.“She’s in labor,” one of them whispered.“Early,” I corrected. “But not active. We are going to

Lia:The footsteps stopped outside the door.“Lia, you are going to stay out of this.” Luna Isobel said, looking at me. I wanted to argue, but I also knew that right now was not the time to do this. “Everyone will protect you. No matter what the cost might be, you are going to protect her and the Alpha’s heirs.”For one second, the room held its breath, no one responded to Luna Isobel, but they reacted upon it.Then the door burst inward so hard it slammed against the stone wall.Elara stood there, and though others stood in front of me, she looked at me, a small smirk forming on her lips as if she was winning this.Smoke drifted in behind her, curling around her shoulders. Her hair was loose, wild around her face. And behind her, rogues.Not confused.Not panicked.Certain.For a split second, we just stared at each other.Then everything broke.“Attack.” Was the only thing that Elara said, smirking as she did.“Get behind me!” Aria snapped. “All of you attack back and don’t stop no

Lia:The pain didn’t come in waves anymore.I couldn’t even describe how it burned through every vein that I had in me.It came like something breaking through me.I couldn’t think. I couldn’t see clearly. The chamber blurred into torchlight and shadows and voices that sounded far away, even though they were right beside me.My body wasn’t mine, It was pressure, and it felt like it was splitting open.“Lia.”Marcel’s voice dragged me back from somewhere deep and dark.His hands were on my face, rough and shaking. I felt the tremor in them. He was trying to steady me, but he was trembling too.“I’m here,” he said, and his voice was hoarse. “I’m right here. Don’t look anywhere else. Just look at me. I am going to need you to breathe.”Another contraction ripped through me and I screamed, it wasn’t controlled. It wasn’t graceful. It was raw, torn out of my throat as my body arched against him.He caught me, one arm braced behind my back, the other gripping my hand. I squeezed his so tigh

Lia:My body felt like it didn’t belong to me.And no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t find it easy to breathe with everything that was going on.Heavy. Hollow. Aching in places I didn’t know could ache.The first thing I was aware of was Marcel’s voice.Low. Rough. Angry.But his voice was the one that I was looking for, the one that would have settled me even through this pain…Then another voice that made my stomach churn.One I hadn’t heard this close in a long time.My father.The man who I knew would want to do everything in his power to have me dead. And the fact that he was here only told me that this was not going to have the best outcome.I forced my eyes open.The ceiling blurred for a moment before faces came into focus.Marcel was standing at my bedside, rigid, his body positioned slightly in front of mine like a shield.Dominic stood near the far wall.Aria was close to the bassinets.And my father… he looked smaller than I remembered. Not physically. Just… diminished

Marcel:I hadn’t meant to fall asleep.Not when I knew that I needed to be awake for my Luna and children.But sometime between checking the twins for the tenth time and making sure Lia’s breathing hadn’t changed, I found myself sitting beside my mother’s bed, staring at the rise and fall of her chest.The room was dimmer now. Quieter.For once, there was no shouting. No fire.The children were asleep in their bassinets in the nursery. Lia needed to get some sleep, and I knew that despite her not wanting to actually admit it, she knew how exhausted she truly was.My mother stirred, and I couldn’t help the smile that formed on my lips when I realized that she was moments away from waking up.It was slight at first, a shift beneath the blankets.Then her eyes opened.For a second, she didn’t seem to understand where she was. Her gaze moved across the ceiling, then to the walls, then to me.Recognition settled in slowly.And then her eyes widened.“Lia,” she breathed. “The babies. There