Ari (Child of the Beastman Goddess)

My spouses built concrete made housings near the ocean. The Forest Wolf Tribe worked under the instruction of their alpha and was instructed to migrate there upon finishing the construction without explaining why. They all followed without question. They were also surprised when Lowell announced that I am his official wife and that our wedding had already been celebrated during our journey. Even so, the elders insisted we perform a separate wedding ceremony in front of the tribe. We accepted their request, but we had to delay the ceremony due to my pregnancy.

Acwulf was so astonished upon learning what had happened and still couldn’t believe our story. We couldn’t blame him. It was entirely unbelievable that he’s been interacting with Immortals for a very long time without his knowledge.

“Goodness… I even became a godfather of a goddess. I don’t know if I deserve such honor,” he mumbled during dinner at Dylan’s palace.

“Haha! You’re not my godfather anymore, Father. I’m your son’s wife. Also, I’m no longer a goddess,” I grinned.

“Right. You are now my daughter, but you are still a goddess. Your power is just suppressed. Even so, I’m happy. But I still can’t believe it. I don’t even know how to address you now. My daugh- No, it sounds rude. My goddess? *sigh* Forgive me, I’m confused,” he mumbled, staring blankly somewhere in disbelief.

“What, Father? You were the one who wished to wed your son to me in the first place,” I teased.

“Did my father say that?” Lowell asked in surprise.

“Yes… I did. When Lev… I mean the god of life and death introduced her to the tribe. Pardon for my rudeness back then. I wasn’t aware of your identity,” he explained, lowering his head before me.

“Please, Father. Can you please just act like before? I like the way you treated me before. I’m still Ari, the daughter of the previous alpha of the Forest Lion Tribe,” I pleaded.

“I’ll do my best,” he replied, still bewildered.

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A few months after the new tribe was constructed, Lowell’s people moved and started to adjust to the new environment. They also tried their best to interact with the Sirens with ease despite the previous actions of the Sirens. Anyone who shows any discrimination shall be punished.

My stomach kept growing and everyone was mortified seeing a huge stomach. I was embarrassed because female beastmen don’t grow their stomach too much like mine, so I stayed in the room behind the throne and patiently waited until I could give birth to the twins.NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

The twins were so active inside my stomach that I sometimes couldn’t hold back my pee so I had to wear a padding on my undergarments. Also, the weight of my stomach was so heavy that it was too hard to move around, let alone walk.

We could see my stomach move from time to time. It was surprising at first that Tora screamed in shock. It looked amusing to me since it meant they were healthy.

One day, when the autumn almost finished, I suddenly felt a series of stomach pains. Macan explained that it was because it’s almost time for me to give birth. The pain was bearable at first because it was similar to the pain I have when I have my period, but it suddenly started to worsen that I was finding it hard to sleep.

One midnight, I had to wake up Macan and Lowell who were sleeping beside me.

“Mac… Lowell… Please wake up. My stomach hurts in sequence like my inside is being pulled out.” I pleaded while shaking them to wake them up.

“Would you like to do some squats? It might help ease your pain. I think it’s almost time,” Macan suggested.

“Won’t it wore her more?” Lowell asked.

“It’s what my cousin’s O. B. suggested when she was in labor in our previous life,” he explained.

“O. B.?” Lowell asked in confusion.

“Help me please… It… really hurts..,” I stammered in pain.

The pain was vibrating from front to back and my sight was darkening every time it contracted.

They panicked and jolted up. Macan helped me to stand up and do some squats while Lowell turned on the lights, then woke up Dillon and Dylan.

“My wife… Does it really hurt? Would you like me to relieve it for a little?” Dylan asked.

“Please… It really hurts.” I cried while trying to squat every contraction with Macan supporting me.

He kissed me while I was sobbing in pain, but his power wasn’t working.

“It still hurts!” I complained while crying in panic.

He was horrified and confused.

“Lowell, prepare the warm bath. She’s almost at her limit,” Macan instructed.

Lowell rushed to prepare the tools needed as planned by Macan while Dillon and Dylan looked petrified seeing me in pain.

“Someone call for Tora and Jala!” Macan shouted in panic.

Dylan suddenly rushed out and called Tora and Jala while Dillon was confused about what to do.

“Dillon… Please calm down. You’re also making me nervous,” I complained.

“Right. Dillon, help Lowell. You don’t need to watch if you can’t handle the sight. It will be more terrifying later,” Macan suggested.

Tora and Jala came in and helped with preparing all the things that were needed, including the clothing of the babies.

“Ah! Sh*t! It hurts!” I screamed while putting my weight forward to Macan.

“Hush babe… Be good. You’ll just be exhausted if you keep screaming like that,” Macan shushed.

I tried my best to keep my mouth shut, but the pain kept worsening. I felt like my strength was draining as I was doing the breathing exercise taught by Macan. I suddenly felt a huge amount of liquid leaking from me.

“Sh*t… M-Mac… I… I think… I peed..,” I gasped and cried in pain, panic and embarrassment.

“Silly… It’s not a pee. That’s amniotic fluid. It means you’re almost ready to give birth,” he explained as he lifts me in his arms.

The fluid kept on leaking out, so the floor got wet. Jala and Tora cleaned after us while Macan brought me to the bathroom. Lowell helped me to undress while Macan was holding me in his arms. Dillon was just staring at us while Dylan was watching from the bathroom door.

Macan placed me in the bathtub and I suddenly felt a little relieved due to the water’s natural calming effect. Lowell and Dylan closed the door, leaving a small gap, allowing the people outside to hear us if ever we needed help.

“Is it the right temperature?” Lowell asked.

“Yes… Thanks…” I sighed.

I could still feel the pain, but the warm water calmed me, making me feel a little sleepy despite the contraction.

“Babe… You can’t sleep now, okay? Just bear with it for a while. I’ll make sure you can rest well after this,” Macan cupped my face to keep me awake.

“Oh! Right. The healer… We need a healer just in case,” Lowell said.

“B-but…” I mumbled in panic.

“I know… Don’t worry babe, it’s just for the babies. He won’t enter the bathroom,” Macan explained.

“I’ll call for the healer…” Dylan said before rushing outside.

Tora peeked inside the slightly opened bathroom door and asked, “Are you sure you don’t need my help there, Brother?”

“We can handle this, please pull Dillon out. He might pass out in his condition,” Macan replied.

Tora suddenly pulled Dillon out of the bathroom.

I suddenly felt like my sight darkened once again and my inside felt like it was being pulled out as I tried to push instinctively.

I moaned in pain while the cold sweat kept rushing down my face as I felt a huge thing bumping my hip bone. The pain was more terrible than being stabbed in the back. I felt like my body was going to break apart. My chest and head was getting numb as I kept on pushing due to the pain and I bit my lips to relieve my stress.

“W-Wait… Ari… Bite this cloth… Please don’t bite your lips,” Lowell stammered, trying to open my mouth.

“Babe… Stop! Don’t keep pushing like that. You’ll get exhausted. Take a deep breath first and I’ll tell you when to push,” Macan panicked.

I gasped without opening my eyes due to the pain, then Lowell shoved the cloth in my mouth and cupped my face, trying to calm me down despite his trembling hands while Macan suddenly went in the bathtub and turned me around without letting go of my tummy.

“Now! Push!” he shouted.

I pushed as hard as I could and felt something huge popping out that gave a brief relief.

“Good job, babe. One more time. Take a deep breath, then push,” he instructed.

I gasped that I almost spit out the cloth. Lowell helped me so that it wouldn’t fall out of my mouth. I tried pushing again, harder than before and felt something that came out, followed by a loud cry.

“She’s out! Tora! Please help us!” Macan shouted with a trembling voice.

“Okay!” Tora replied.

“Bro, hold her for a bit..,” Macan handed the baby to Lowell.

Tora entered the bathroom with a horrified look on her face, seeing the messy situation and took the baby from Lowell’s hand.

“I’ll hold her… Check on Ari,” Tora said to Lowell.

Lowell followed and squatted in front of me while wiping the sweat on my forehead and the tears in my eyes.

“Babe, push a little when I say push, the placenta is still inside. Deep breath… Then push! Good job, babe,” Macan instructed.

I just followed what Macan was saying, but I couldn’t see what was happening because I was squatting in the tub facing away from him. However, I could see Lowell tremble while Tora was holding the crying baby wrapped in a towel tainted with blood-her cord was still attached to her tummy.

“Ari… Are you alright?” he asked in worry.

For a moment, I felt a relief after the placenta came out. I felt the urge to fall asleep due to exhaustion as I nodded weakly.

I thought we were all done, but it suddenly hurt again like hell that I almost passed out and sunk in the bathtub.

Lowell suddenly came in to pull me out of the cloudy red water and hugged me as he sat in the tub wrapping my arms around his neck.

“Will it be alright if I hold her like this?” he asked.

“Ye- Goodness! Another one is coming out. Hurry, Tora! Give the baby to Jala,” Macan exclaimed.