Birth of A God
My mind does not think of how I could make him come to me rather how I must get to him. This has always been the case in our relationship. I take each step with an eerie slowness waiting until the pain subsides.
My fingers clutched around the railing providing me with comfort and strength to take the next step up. Each step upward seems like a level of pain I need to pass to acquire my final prize. It was testing me, my strength. My willpower.
Just a few more steps and I can reach him. Just a few more. I keep encouraging myself. At least I would have a good story to tell our pup about the beginning of its birth. As I take the last step I allow myself to catch my breath. A sign of victory.
My eyes find the office door to the left and with a curt nod, I thrust my body into the wall allowing it to carry my weight. The cramps get severe in their attacks and a small scream leaves my lips.
My right palm under my throbbing belly whilst my left hand is pushed against the wall aiding me to walk to him. I am almost there, I must tell him of the news. One that was expected but not encouraged. Early birth.
Even though my pup is willing to come forward by just a few days or weeks, it is still considered early. Every time a contraction strikes extending its claws ripping my inner flesh, I bend low with a shaky gasp and a painful breath. A low excruciating moan flies past my clenched jaw and chapped lips.
As the pain subsides after sixty seconds I fight to take my next step towards his office. I call to him through our bond yet he doesn't receive it mind blocked busy with something else. Where else does your attention need to be but by my side in this crucial stage?
As it is night time the wolves are busy with their preparations to rest for the halls are empty and no one can see me hunched over in the corner struggling to breathe doing my best to get to their Alpha. Clenching my jaw, I rush to his office enduring the uncomfortable feeling that is building up in the pit of my stomach. Time is not what I possess at this moment.
"I can do this!" Gritting my teeth eyes on fire with newfound determination I look straight. Just a few more steps and I will be at peace. My male will take care of the rest this I truly believe. The door of his office is shut close by I see the layer of light beneath the door.
My palm clutched around the handle I prepare to push it open but am caught off guard by mingled voices and scents. There are three wolves present, my male, Ragon, and another. A female. A new scent.
"The Luna shall birth the pup soon. I wish to keep this from her unless it is necessary." My male speaks his tone dominant and commanding. His order does not steer past me for I did not let it go unacknowledged.
"Yes, Alpha." The female replies to his wish. Keep what from me? A sudden spark of anger, my adrenaline rushing my disapproval of the situation shown in front of me, consuming me. My eyes throwing knives through the door I make my decision. He will answer me.
Quickly pushing down the handle kicking the door open with my feet I am greeted by the stunned eyes of the three wolves. My eyes meet hers first, scanning her from head to toe. She is not of our pack. She comes from somewhere else. The fact that this unknown female stands in this room next to my male ruffles my fur.
Deimos's eyes widen as he sees me. My hair sticking to my face as I sweat uncontrollably. Holding onto the door frame I struggle to stand straight looking at him with my fiery gaze. He scans me from head to toe and finally, a conclusion comes to the surface. His posture changes preparing himself to run to me just as I expected.
Ragon shifts as he watches surprised that I have arrived. Releasing his hands from his back he takes a breath eyes coming to the conclusion I am ready to deliver the future.
"Is it time, my female?" Deimos questions taking a quick step towards me prepared to take me to our room as we had planned a few weeks ago. It was agreed that I would birth our pup in our room.
Though my body and soul desperately need and demands the strength and support of my male, with a trembling hand I raise my palm. "Stop." One troubled word from me and he is quick to pay heed and stops mid-step.
"Alpha! Thank goddess I found you. I followed the trail of blood you left behind. It carried your scent." Elriam quickly pushes herself to my side hands around my waist carrying my drained body. She looks at Deimos frowning wondering as to why he is standing still whilst I am suffering.
My eyes go back to the female present as she watches calmly. Her eyes say she poses no threat towards me yet my soul says otherwise. She is not welcome here and I show it bluntly with a flash of fang. She immediately bows and drops her eyes to the floor not looking at me anymore.
"What did you wish to keep from me?" A frank question aimed for a direct kill no running in circles. No tiptoeing around. I struggle to stand my mind dizzy almost as if I am going to faint. Another contraction hits and a small painful scream leaves my lips.
Deimos allows a small burning whimper to leave his lips. He begs me through our bond to allow him to get to me. "Who is she?" Another question. He cannot meet my eyes and it finally hits me. Something is going to go wrong.
"Who are you?" I finally choose to ask the trembling female quivering in the middle of the room. "I will not ask again!" A command of an Alpha female screamed out for I am barely holding it all together.
Perhaps Deimos and Ragon could fly over my authority for it does not affect them but an ordinary female wouldn't be. She will have no choice but to answer. "I-I a-am Alpha Deimos's c-chosen." She stutters heavily but I understand the words she let out of her mouth.
A sharp intake of breath from Elriam has my heart stop. She knows the meaning of this. I shut my eyes close with quivering lips. "Lumina. Let us talk about this later. Let me help you, my female. Please." My male pleads to take a slow hidden step towards me.
I meet his eyes and I see it. My soul knows it. The meaning of all this shall burn my heart forever. I should leave this as it is and never return to this situation. I can run from this and pretend this never happened and burn my doubts and questions for it had the potential to destroy everything.
But I cannot do so. I am no coward. I will face the dragon by myself. I will fight this war for I am an Alpha! My mouth opens to ask only one simple question not aimed at the three but my Beta struggling to stand properly at my side. "What is a chosen? You have a minute." A command she cannot forego.
More blood begins to pool down where I stand the intensity of my pain enlarging with time. Time is against me. The windows rattle as a storm brews outside. Deimos cannot stand still pacing and I can feel the pain in his heart. He did not wish for this to happen.
Ragon looks at Elriam and shakes his head with pleading eyes telling her indirectly it is not the right time for me to hear of this. She looks at the ground and then back to me. I give her a curt nod pushing her to tell me.
"A chosen is another female chosen by the Alpha whom he will breed with if the Luna does not bear a male heir." She whispers by my side.
The first flash of thunder strikes. It does not just merely strike the earth but also my heart that seems to be at the edge of breaking.
"Such a tradition exists." I whisper a small whine from my wolf. She pretends everything is fine and well regardless of what she just heard. Such an innocent female she is.
The pain inflicted upon my soul is nothing compared to the one of my body. The only word that keeps running in my mind is breed. Realization dawns upon me and I meet my male's eyes with a swiftness. He would...he would have sex with her if the pup I deliver today is a female.
I take a step back and he takes a step forward. He knows of my realization for I can see the pain that grows in his shivering wet eyes. "Why?" Is all I can whimper out.
"This is just a measure, Lumina. I knew for sure you would have a male it has always been such for generations. My bloodline is such." He says flipping this off as if it is not a big deal but he knows it within him. That I would never agree to this. That this would cause misery that could never be healed.
"I am a firstborn female. What if my genes are what our pup acquired?" I question. My back is unbearable and I push myself into Elriam further.
My male is unable to answer my question so I probe further. "What if our pup is a female? Would you fuck your chosen for the chance to have a male? What kind of disgusting tradition is this?" I scream. Each word wishes to die in my lips yet I let them live to know the truth.
Deimos closes his eyes hands trembling body swaying, the truth shall always come to light for it is not meant to live in darkness. His fingers go to rub his throat as if he cannot breathe. As if something has its claws around him draining him of life.
My pup pushes my body to the brink and I cannot stand here and fight him no more. A war I choose to lose for the sake of the life inside me.
Head up spine straight clutching onto Elriam's arm for the support I look straight into Deimos's eyes. He shakes his head continuously as he understands what I am going to do. "Don't do this, my female. Please don't do this." He begs.
"Elriam." A painful scream from my mouth as I hold my stomach. The pain for my soul climbing above the physical one.
"Yes, Alpha." She straightens with me.
"Get me, my females. All of them!" I let her go so she can pay heed to my order and she immediately runs as fast as the storm raging outside. Leaning my body upon the wall my eyes sink to the beta in front of me witnessing the split of souls.
"Ragon. Come take your last command for my trust in you has died." I whisper mouth open taking in huge gulps of air to calm my sorrow. Ragon flinches to my words and looks at me as if he wishes to cry. My words have stung deep.
"Luna." A whisper from his lips.
"Carry me to any room in this hallway. I will birth my pup there, not in the disgusting bed I shared with your Alpha." Words painted with thorns fly out my mouth to attack the male who cannot seem to stand properly. His whole world is ending and he is the cause of it all.
Ragon strides quickly lifting my body with ease as he carries me out. The sounds of glass shattering, tables being turned over, chairs smashing and the female screaming in fear follow us through the hallway. Deimos is showing his rage on pieces of furniture whilst I die a little with every breath I take.
The beta opens the door to a random room and places me gently upon the bed. He opens his mouth as if he wishes to say something but an excruciating snarl towards him has him startle and take a step back. I do not wish to talk to him or the one who is supposed to be my other half.
As an agonizing scream of pain leaves my lips nails digging into the mattress tears streaming down my cheeks. The healer is the first to enter followed by my females. They pool in the room one by one eyes filled with worry and concern. Some overflowing with happiness for the future I shall deliver.
The healer pushes my dress above my thighs baring my lower torso. She nudges my opening with her finger sweeping it through the inside. "You are fully dilated. Your pup is coming." She whispers whilst the females prepare the towels and warm water.
His scent has my senses directed at him. His hands are bleeding with the wrath of his pain and anger. His cheeks are wet, hair messed up. Shirt torn, he comes as he is to me.
"Protect me. He will not take another step toward me." A sudden order for my astonished and confused females. They do not understand my instruction yet they listen with no hesitation.
They hold hands clutching each other forming an outward circle around my bed creating a dense barrier. More of my females pool in and follow with no questions asked. They battle with their unstable actions as they stand as one. Against their Alpha.
Deimos snarls his unspeakable fury fangs poking through his lips, claws out. His chest heaves with what I have done. "Lumina!" My name screamed with miserable rage from his lips fueled by warning of my action. But it does not scare me for my females will protect me with their lives.
I know it. He knows it. If he wishes to get to me, to touch me to be by my side as I deliver our pup, he would have to kill all the females present first. Mothers. Daughters. Mates. He would have to paint and stain the walls red with their blood.
"You will stand there and watch me birth your heir without you by my side, Deimos. The last of my mercy I can show you." I scream as the healer spreads my legs further. My core is tearing apart my uterus boiling with heat. My pup is coming.
My mate allows a deep thundering growl boom from within the depths of his chest the rumble of it shattering the glass of the windows. Rain starts to pour inside and the room turns icy cold. His eyes are as black as night showing the surge of his beast. Small whines are let out by his beast pleading with my wolf to allow them to witness the birth.
My soul hardens and burns in the fire whilst I bang my chest with my palm. Loud, deep gut-wrenching sobs are let loose by me. "Forgive me." I whisper to his beast for the gift I have taken from him. Something every father would remember until their last breath. The birth of their first pup.
"It is time, Luna. Push as hard as you can." The healer screams.
The sky weeps and my soul bleeds. But despite the deep sorrow of two mates who were always bound to separate, I know the moon is celebrating. She is celebrating the birth of a God.