Mpreg Birth Crowning Novels & Stories

Together, they embody the strength our kingdom needs, and I can’t help but feel a deep sense of gratitude for their unwavering support. The crowning ceremony is brief but powerful; my father places the crown upon my mother’s head, and in that moment, I can feel the weight of our history shifting. As they turn to face the crowd, their hands clasped together, I see a spark of hope ignite in everyone present. They are ready to follow their king and queen into a brighter future.

Micalo murmured before finally shifting. As his bones cracked to shift, his painful howls and screams rang throughout the hospital and I am pretty sure he scarred everyone in it. I could bet Chester’s s*xy ass that the number of male pregs was going to come crashing down after this. “Now remember, breathe and push, breathe and push, breathe and push …. ,” Ingrid instructed.

Even though I'm ashamed, I can't do anything because it's part of giving birth. Marga frowned. "Miss, doesn't your stomach hurt so much?" He suddenly asked me. Because it sees that I am not roaring in pain. "It hurts, but this pain is nothing like the ones I've been through," I answered him. It is painful, but this will pale in comparison to the solstice. He was still frowning but didn't ask anymore. He held my stomach. "Your penis is ready. You need to take a deep breath and sneeze as hard as you can. Follow everything I say." Marga said so I prepared myself.

Dylan helps me remove my now drenched dress and Ace adjusts my pillows as I instruct him and then settles the blanket over my upper body while Makya and the nurse who is also a midwife adjust my feet and pull my ass to the right spot, unsettling the pillows, to my annoyance. “You are crowning! He’s coming fast!” Makya exclaims. “This baby wants out and is not waiting for anybody to be ready! DO you even have a name?” We have been debating for months. “No!” Both of my mates say in unison. “Our Alpha heir needs a name!” Makya says, worry coloring his expression. Another wave of pain shoots through me and instinctively, I push.

I repeated, trying to understand where this conversation was headed. Queen Sylvia nodded, her expression serious. “There is a ceremony for queens who are pregnant, dear. It’s a very old tradition, one that celebrates the first month of the child’s life. It’s not just for the child, it’s for the mother as well. A celebration of strength, of renewal.” Her gaze softened, but there was no mistaking the urgency behind her words. “You will be the center of this ceremony, my dear.” I blinked, taken aback. “I wasn’t aware of such a ceremony.”

Some even went on their knees, thanking the moon goddess and praying that the baby and I would always be safe. A few days after the announcement, Horace decided he wanted to do the official Luna crowning as early as possible. And so, as I walked down the great hall, donned in the official traditional Luna attire, Staring at Horace, who stood at the altar holding my crown, and to Ethan, who stood by a corner not so far away, just happy to be a part of his mama and Papa’s big day, my face stretched into a satisfied smile. I looked around the hall and not one face wasn’t stretched into a wide smile.

We’ll see who wins in the end. The coronation ceremony was a spectacle of pomp and circumstance. Ulmer, the new Luna, was adorned in a shimmering silver gown and her hair styled in braids. They had to do it in the traditional style as this was the culture. She stood beside my father, making me wince when I saw their hands clasped together, as the MC recited the ancient vows. When the ceremony was over, the MC stepped back to the microphone. "And now, ladies and gentlemen, the moment you have all been waiting for. In ten minutes, the moon will reach its zenith, and the mating ceremony will begin."

"The birthing room—" "Is ready," the witch appeared with perfect timing. "I felt the pup's energy shift. The Moon Goddess's blessing is strong tonight." Beth laughed despite another contraction. "Of course it is. Couldn't let Victoria's sentencing be the only excitement, could we?" The council members bowed respectfully as I swept her into my arms. Their earlier resistance had been completely replaced by awe, especially as Beth's pregnancy literally glowed with supernatural power. "The pack will stand witness," Gregory declared formally. "As tradition demands for the birth of an Moon blessed heir."

They moved from doctor to doctor and nurse to nurse, handing out treats and flowers. "What are you doing?" my father asked, glancing at the preparations I was making for the evening. "Father, an alpha's heirs are born. Of course I have to make things perfect," I replied, smiling to myself and placing my hands on my waist. "Graham, I think you need to slow down," Penny said carefully. I raised my hand, signaling her to stop. She was not going to poison this moment. "No, I am serious," she continued, stepping closer. "It is the eighth month. She did not look well. They are performing a C-section. You need to pray to the moon goddess before you start celebrating."

They collapsed together onto the bed and he pulled her into his arms holding her tightly against his chest as they fell into a deep sated sleep. The next couple of weeks passed quietly, Mervon tried to get used to being an MC King’s woman, she refused to be called his ‘Queen.’ She had made it clear she would not take on that title until everything was settled with the Council. Maverick had arranged for her to see an Obstetrician in the local town to make sure the pregnancy was progressing as it should, he knew the only way to keep the Council happy was her producing a healthy child. He desperately wanted to make her his Queen in every respect, he was planning a huge celebration after the bab