My Secret, My Bully, My Mates by Miss L

Epilogue 3

"What do we do? What can we do to make this better for you?" Cam climbs behind me, resting against the wall of pillows behind us and pulling me back between his legs. Oliver's head drops to the bed unceremoniously.

"Not okay man." He half grumbles, half laughs, then crawls towards me to resume his position in my lap.

I lean back into Cam's shoulder. "I'm not really sure yet. Elena and Gentry have walked me through what a standard birth with multiples would look like. And we have been going to the healers to take small doses of blood so we have plenty on hand since we know that blood loss is a big factor. They have also been talking to the elder healers in the Alpha King's pack about the birthing process for us. They actually have a lot of records and information, so I'm pretty confident in that. The biggest unknown is how the magic part works. Will it help the situation or intensify the bad stuff? We just don't know. I think the biggest thing for you guys is to work on your wolves and keep them in check. This is going to be hard and none of you can interfere if something goes wrong. And the healers need to do their job to save the girls no matter what." I run my fingers through Oliver's hair

"And you Bitty, they are going to have to save you. We can't do this without you, please don't talk like that." He pulls my hand out of his hair to lace our fingers together.

Dakota climbs beside me and takes my other hand. "Yeah, Sweetness, you need to be around so we can see how long we can keep you barefoot and pregnant." He smiles at me while he traces the lines in my palms.

I smile at him. "You do know how miserable that sounds to me right?"

"And yet, you didn't say 'no' to the idea." He growls and leans in to kiss me. "Did we tell you how beautiful you look today?" he whispers against my lips

or twice." I

kisses my shoulder. "So

we have in mind." Oliver rolls over and slides the delicate silk off of one shoulder and then the other, making room for Cameron at my neck and exposing my breasts. "I thought these might be getting bigger." He looks up at me through his lashes with a devilish grin. "You are perfect, but I'm

at me like this. I can't tell who's doing what and

you to the

I may not be as opposed to this whole pregnancy thing after all. But, I will never say that to them out loud. They think it will keep me here in

"DAKOTA!!!"

I get the guys? Let's go!" He runs into

you. I have to pee

help you, I'm going to

have been super

three, very active girls growing in my stomach right now, but my emotions have been all over the place, which is normal according to everyone. But I hate every second of the outbursts. I have cried overa log being wrong in the fire pit, gotten angry because a shirt was the wrong shade of blue. We discovered early that my magic is attached to the emotions I am having and I torched Oliver's shorts after I couldn't get a jar lid open. I dropped the jar on the counter and clenched my fists, knowing I was being irrational, but not in

too. She gives me updates on the girls from her perspective, which is interesting. She can already sense their wolves and says they

now. I stopped shifting when we hit the four month mark and I am so big that most of my