The Omega For Sale

“Happy birthday daddy. It’s your birthday daddy! Wake up! I made you a drawing.”

Jessy’s voice woke both Greyson and Freya with the latter turning around and going right back to sleep. Her due date was really close and the bigger the twins got the more tired she became and so it wasn’t unusual that even with Jessy’s little screaming voice, Freya would still be able to go back to sleep.

“Thank you honey. Come here, let’s not wake mommy up okay. Is that for me?” Greyson asked his four years old and she nodded enthusiastically.

“It’s so beautiful. Thank you baby.” The Alpha said running his fingers through the drawing of their little family.

The image of Freya with a protruding stomach was comical and it made Greyson laugh quietly but he could also note how much his child had improved. Drawing always was something she enjoyed a lot and watching her get better and better with it was amazing.

“That one looks nothing like me Jess.” Freya said with a small laugh and Jessy giggled along with her.

“It does mommy, see? Your tummy is big here too with the babies inside.” She responded and we all laughed.

“Happy birthday honey. Before you respond and make me stay here even longer, I need to pee first.” Freya said and began moving slowly out of the bed with Greyson’s eyes on her every move ready to jump into action and help her if need be.

Freya was petite, it was a wonder to Greyson how she was able to carry two children in her womb. Clara had tried to place her on bed rest the more her stomach grew but it would take chains and a key to get the Luna to stay in one place for an extended period of time.

“Ahhh.” Freya screamed the moment she moved off the bed and Greyson placed Jessy carefully at this other side and then moved quickly to Freya’s falling frame.

“What’s wrong?” Greyson asked but before Freya could respond a burst of water was spilling everywhere around and Freya was bending even lower with pain.

It took a few seconds for it all to register but it finally did. Freya screamed louder, Jessy jumped out of the bed in panic and more than half of the house woke up from the scream.

“Get me to the fucking hospital Greyson!”Came Freya’s next scream which forced the Alpha into action.

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“Goddess, your pacing is making me dizzy Greyson. Can you sit still for five minutes please?” Smith asked doing his best to keep his voice down so he didn’t wake the sleeping Jessy in his arms.

But Greyson only ignored him and paced even more.

The fact that the Alpha wasn’t allowed into the birthing room and could only hear the sounds, screams and cries coming from the room set his heart beating faster and his palms sweating in fear.This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

He prayed silently to the Goddess, he hoped that nothing happened to any of them.

Getting Freya to the hospital had been challenging enough, watching her be in so much pain and not being able to do anything about it angered and hurt him too much and the hours after that she had spent in labor were equally traumatizing.

A loud scream was heard in the small hall of the clinic where Greyson was pacing, a scream much louder than the ones from before and it paused Greyson in his tracks. He was just about to move towards the door and burst through it, fuck what Clara had to say about it, when he heard a cry.

There was no mistaken that sound. That was the cry of a baby and shortly after the first cry came a second one. A more quiet cry, if he had not been paying attention he might have missed it.

The relief that flooded the Alpha was enough to have him collapsing to the floor with his head in his hands and a sigh of relief and thanks on his lips.

Smith could be heard cheering in the corner while Greyson just tried to get a hold of the situation.

“Don’t you want to see your children Alpha. I was afraid I might have to fix a shattered door by now.” Clara’s voice came through.

It took a moment for Greyson to find his bearings but when he did, he accepted the outstretched arm of Smith and rose to his feet. He noticed how blurry the space in front of him was and it wasn’t until he felt his wet cheeks before he realized it was as a result of crying.

I followed behind Clara to the small room and the sight of a bloodied Freya on the bed with two tiny bodies on her chest was enough to cause more tears to fall from the Alpha’s eyes.

“We did it.” Freya whispered to her mate once he was close enough.

“You did a great job my love. They are beautiful. Thank you so much.” Greyson whispered back and one could just hear the appreciation, admiration and love in the Alpha’s voice.

Clara moved a child from Freya’s chest into his arms and he marveled at how tiny he actually was.

“That’s the smaller twin. I can just tell he’s going to give you less trouble than this guy.” Clara said pointing to the other twin attached to Freya’s chest and Greyson laughed a teary laugh.

He couldn’t stop looking at his children. Especially the one in his arms. So tiny and perfect.

“Can I see?” Jessy asked beside her father and he bent low so she could see her brother.

“His legs are so tiny daddy.” She commented and Greyson laughed loudly.

“Your legs were once like that.” He said and laughed even louder when the four years old wiggled her toes in her sandals.

“Have you thought of names?” Clara asked, it wasn’t hard to see the exhaustion from the past hour on the healers face but above it all she looked fulfilled.

Freya and Greyson shared a look between each other, a look that no one else could hope to understand.

“This is Kyla.” Greyson said looking at the child in his arms.

“And this is Kevin.” Freya said immediately after. Looking at the child in her arms.

The couple shared a beautiful smile and their family felt complete.

‘In each other, you will find love, peace, happiness. You will flourish and reach heights unimaginable. You both are set to lead not one or two people, you’re set to lead a world full of them.’

The words of the Goddess came ringing once more and settled between the mates. They still had a long way ahead of them, but in this very moment everything was beyond perfect.

THE END