Rejecting The Alpha Twins - Chapter 187: Chapter 187

Fiona POV
I’m nervous. Inexplicably nervous. I rub my hand against my stomach, unable to bring myself to believe it. The doctor confirmed everything. I had been correct. I was still in a state of shock, knowing I needed to inform Liam but unsure how to go about it. Part of me was excited by the prospect, while another part of me continued to be terrified by the whole notion that I was pregnant with our child. It felt as though I needed to be ten times more careful, as though I was carrying something that was as fragile as broken glass. It was a frightening feeling.
“Congratulations, Luna Fiona. The blood test results have come back. You are one hundred percent, without a doubt, with child. A strong Alpha one from the likelihood. Now you need to be careful about what nutrients you are putting into your body. I’ll give you a booklet with all the up-to-date information you need to ensure that your child remains healthy.”
The doctor’s voice had been solemn as she addressed me. My mother’s eyes had been shining with anticipation, and she squeezed my hand, causing me to swallow hard. My eyes were fixed on the doctor. I needed to ensure I was hearing her properly and to confirm everything she had just said.
“You are sure?” My voice is hoarse.
She laughs. “Yes. Absolutely certain. Your HCG hormone is rising rapidly. It’s a good sign, she added as I frowned.
I had no idea what any of that meant other than my child was developing at the normal rate. The doctor's eyes were shining as she observed me, and I knew that she too, was excited by the prospect that her Alpha and Luna were to have a child. I had already sworn her to secrecy, however, not wanting the news to reach the pack before it reached my mate.
“I told you,” Regan crowed, almost fist pumping the air in her excitement, which was proving to be contagious. “Didn’t I tell you?” she added, turning and grabbing my hand to squeeze it.
Despite myself I couldn’t help but laugh at the whole thing. The concept was so foreign to me in being a mother and yet… I was overjoyed and overcome by the thought. I wanted a family and I wanted one with Liam. I wanted the whole shebang, though, I thought a little forlornly,y and that included not only being Liam's mate but also his wife. He had shown no inclination in proposing, however,r and I could not force it. That had to come from him.
“Luna Fiona, is everything alright?” The doctor peered at me, and it was only then that I realized I was crying.
Tears were trailing down my cheeks. Practically pouring down them. I smiled wryly at the doctor.
“They are happy tears,” I assured the doctor, who frowned and adjusted her spectacles, looking at me warily.
I guess that I wasn't as convincing as I thought. I sighed, even as Regan continued to hover over me, practically brimming with joy.
“I’ll get that booklet,” the doctor murmured and vanished before I could utter another word.
My mother flung her arms around me. “I’m so excited for the both of you. Oh, I can almost picture the look on Liam’s face,” she sighed, “I bet he looks just like your fathers did when….” She trailed off, seeing the expression on my face.
I already knew what she had been going to say, and it pained me to admit how much it hurt, even as I attempted to keep a calm expression on my face.
“When you told them you were pregnant with Celeste?” I finished, trying not to sound hurt.
She immediately rushed to reassure me. “I didn’t mean anything by it…” she trailed off, a look of uncertainty on her face.
She was doing her best not to upset me. I guess she knew how I was feeling and I felt vulnerable enough as it was.
“I know,” I said quietly as she began to look relieved, “it’s okay, mother. I get it. You shouldn’t have to forget all your memories about Celeste simply because of me. Don’t worry about it.”
She would always have those memories, those special ones with Celeste, but she also had her memories with me. I would not force her to forget something that gave her comfort especially in her golden years.
My mind flickered back to the present, my hand still rubbing smooth small circles across my flat stomach as I pictured it growing swollen inside of me. It was still too early to tell the gender, but part of me was already picturing a little boy inside my head that closely resembled Liam, and my heart swelled with joy. Boy or girl, I thought, I didn’t care. The only thing that mattered to me was that they were healthy. I smiled, letting go of my stomach, and startling when the door to the bedroom opened and none other than Liam arrived. I swallowed hard, my stomach beginning to churn. It was the difficult part now. I opened my mouth, but he shut the door and shook his head with a low growl of frustration coming from his throat.
“Your fathers,” he huffed, “are impossible. Always hovering over my shoulder, as though they know better. I thought with Regan here they would be distracted but oh no,” he said with gritted teeth, “they act as though it’s still their pack.”
I didn’t dare tell him that Regan had been with me for the majority of today and that was perhaps the reason my fathers found themselves at a loss, annoying Liam due to their boredom.
“It’s going to take time for them to get used to not being leaders again.”
I opted to keep a steady tone of voice, trying my best to assure my mate.
He shook his head. “Well, I wish they would learn it soon. The amount of work alone, from merging these two packs and ensuring that every single pack member is provided for,…: he sighed, “our pack has grown so big we have to extend our territory even further. I already have enquiries made to purchase the land surrounding ours and plans in place to build even more houses, perhaps even another school,” he said, plonking himself on the bed and looking exhaustedly at me.
I wrung my hands together. “I’m sure with everybody working on it….” I trailed off.
“We’ll get it done,” he tiredly rubbed his eyes, “it’s just a matter of time and resources. Thankfully, we have all of that. There’s been no incidents from the merger from either side which is also helpful. Not every transition is as smooth as this,” he acknowledged.
I suspected it was due to my father and mothers’ presence that was the reason for such a smooth transition, but I didn’t suggest it.
“Thank god you aren’t pregnant yet,” he said without fanfare, “that’s the last thing we need with how busy it is.”
My heart sank. It hurt to hear him say it so casually like that, without thinking. I almost put my hand on my stomach unconsciously and stopped myself just in time. It appeared that Liam was not ready to learn that he was a father yet. I sighed, turning my head so that he would not see the disappointment on my face.
“What’s wrong, Fiona?” he peered at me in concern, “you look as white as a sheet.”
I dared not say it. It was not the right time, as I had suspected after all. There was no telling what his reaction would be if I told him. I bit the inside of my lip and quickly came up with a feasible explanation.
“I’m just not feeling well still. I think I have the flu or something.”
He nodded. If he was paying better attention, he would realize that shifters very rarely got the flu but he was busy with focussing on pack business and didn’t question it.
“You should get some rest,” he said, yawning widely and patting the bed cover beside him with a small smile. “We both could use some.”
“I think I might go and soak in the tub. Do you want the shower first?” I asked stalling for time.
He looked surprised and then shrugged nonchalantly. “I guess that I can shower in a different bathroom. It’s no worries. You soak in the tub and try to feel better,” he added, getting up and kissing me on the forehead.
I waited until he had gotten his clothes together and vanished before heading to the bathroom and turning on the taps for the water. As the water flowed into the tub, I was not able to hold the tears at bay anymore, and I sank to the ground and began to sob.