Valen POV"You need to take the batteries out. Why doesn't she stop crying?" I whined, hearing baby C scream for the hundredth time since we got her home? That one was faulty, or she needed to be placed back on demo mode, I thought as I rolled over with my sandpaper eyes to retrieve her from her bassinet."Babies cry," is all Everly offers as she shuffles up the bed and yawns. I peer at the clock. She wasn't even asleep for forty-five minutes this time. It was 2:20 am!"You need to get that one checked. Something is wrong with her," I tell Everly as I hand her over. Everly flops out a boob while the baby opens her mouth like a fish enjoying my funbags, and Everly won't let me touch them either. I eye the baby with jealousy. My balls were so blue, and I knew I was never getting laid again at this rate, and here Everly was flopping those big juicy titties out in front of me every two seconds. Does she not know how full my balls are? They need emptying. Everly eyes go to me for a second
Everly POV 6 WEEKS LATERThe two of us had pretty much settled into a routine by this point. Everything seemed to be going smoothly. As a result, the laws against rogues have been removed completely. Though the hotel had a plumbing hiccup, and still wasn’t open. Valen was currently going to deal with that while I was at my dress fitting. He was meeting me afterward so we could go grocery shopping. We had finally moved into the packhouse, and the extra room was welcomed. Dad and Ava were currently living with us to help with the girls, but today Dad and Kalen were stuck helping Valen today. They were also now head of the council, which was also taking up most of the time during the day.Clarke pleaded guilty to his charges along with the others, and they were now rotting away in prison cells. Yet we still had no idea where Nixon was, and despite watching his wife, she never left the house, or if she did, she never left her old pack territory."Valarian, can you pass Evelyn her dummy?
She shouldn't have tried to touch my babies! My instincts were running feral, and she backed up, almost tripping over her own tail as she tried to get away from my teeth. Pouncing on her, my teeth rip into her neck, my claws sink into her sides, and she wails loudly while thrashing.I start ripping at her neck, tearing the flesh from her bones, spraying her blood everywhere. It drenched me when I heard a whimper behind me and knew I only had moments before Nixon was on me. She bucks wildly, trying to throw me off, as her skin peels back. She would bleed out before I could go for the kill. I let go before chomping down again, only this time on the side of her neck, curling my claws under her ribs, and shaking my head. My vision turns red as her blood gets in my eyes. She rears up on her hind legs, and my claws slash down her sides as I am thrown back.I hit the ground, landing on my side, my chin hitting the concrete, and I spit the chunk of fur on the ground and skin in my jaws, her
Everly POVAnother Four weeks later."Keep your eyes closed," Valen said as I walked blindly with my hands out in front of me when I heard Macey and Zoe's voices."Is that Zoe and Macey?" I gasped, trying to lift Valen's blindfold over my eyes. He slaps my hand away, and I reach out blindly before slapping someone. "Ouch! That you Everly?" Macey asks. Valen blindfolded me before we left and refused to tell me where he was taking me. "Oops, sorry," I tell her. "Wait, are you blindfolded too?" I ask her."Yeah, and Tatum sucks with directions. I tripped over the gutter back there," Macey growls. "My bloody knee is killing," she growls. "Kids slow down and away from the paint; it's still wet!" Marcus screeches just as the sound of their voices reach my ears. A hand grips my arm. "Glad I'm not the only blind one around. I was becoming paranoid he walking me off a cliff," Zoe says, and I know it, her hand on my arm. It slides down to grip my hand and gives me a squeeze just as my hand
Everly 4 months laterIt was scorching hot today, and Macey, Ava, Zoe, and I had just left from the final dress fitting. It wasn’t my dress that needed altering, but Zoe’s this time. Her growing baby bump was getting bigger every day. “I just need to grab bread and milk. I don’t feel like stopping after getting Valarian from school,” I tell the girls as we step out of the bridal store. “I’ll come; I need to grab a few things too,” Macey says, slipping her sunglasses on. Zoe pulled the sunshade over the stroller, and we walked the short distance to the shopping center. It was easier to walk than wrangle all three girls in the car and the stroller. Walking into the shops, I sigh as the cold air conditioning sweeps over us. We walk through the shopping center when Macey shrieks, making us all nearly jump out of our skin when she takes off toward a store. “Man, this baby has more clothes than I do at this point,” Zoe whines as Macey bounces on her heels, holding up a blue Winnie The
Everly POV A year later Zoe and I sat with Valen and Marcus, as we waited for Doc to tell me how many eggs they were able to extract that were viable. “Man, I have never been so nervous in all my life!” I whisper to Zoe. “I know! My hands are shaking,” she whispers. “What if she says no?” Zoe worries as she bounces her son, Noah on her lap. Macey was not able to find a surrogate or an egg donor. Zoe had come to me and told me she wanted to offer to carry a baby for Macey, yet she wasn’t sure she was comfortable carrying a baby that was biologically hers. So after speaking with Valen and telling him what Zoe wanted to do and that we just needed an egg donor. He sighed heavily. “You want to donate your eggs?” I nodded my head. I needed his blessing, because it was a big ask for him knowing biologically the child would be mine and Tatum’s. Though I was not carrying this child and it was just eggs I had no intention of using, this was not my child but theirs and Zoe was the vessel.
Macey POV Seven eggs later and one finally stuck, the joy I felt when we found out our baby made it past what they considered the safe date was overwhelming. Zoe was devastated each time, just as devastated as I. Some part of my mind thought it just wasn’t meant to be. Carter had ruined every chance I had once he marked me, I may now be immune to Forsaken bites, but the venom of his bite had serious ramifications. The city scientists managed to scramble and find a safe vaccine, thankfully to Valen’s genetic mutation, he was an anomaly and so was Valarian, entirely immune to the effects of the venom, yet for me, the damage was done. I couldn’t even try to use my own eggs, and now every year for the rest of my life I would need the vaccine to keep from turning Forsaken myself. Things could have been worse, I could be dead, just like Emily, and those who were infected. Tatum also was subjected to yearly vaccinations too. The last year our lives were turned upside down, one thing we wer