Pregnant With Four Alphas' Babies: A Reverse Harem Romance Chapter 117: We'll Launch the Attack

*Rose*

Each contraction brings with it a pain that consumes my entire existence. There is only pain and fear in these moments, and they seem to last forever. I can hear voices around me, but I don't pay any attention to them since I'm trying to concentrate on how I'm feeling.

This can't be right, can it? It should be a few weeks before the babies arrive. What's happening?

The pain disappears, but only temporarily, for only about a minute. I breathe deeply while keeping my eyes closed because I don't want to reconnect with life outside of my body. With the awareness I have, the room might as well be empty, but still, I can hear people talking.

In fact, I think I can hear the voices of my Alphas in the room.

“Rose, dear, can you hear me?” I open my eyes slightly and I see Dr. Pendant standing beside me with a stethoscope. She proceeds to put it on my abdomen, and when she does, the crippling pain returns. I push my head back into the pillow and clench my jaw.

I can feel someone reaching for my hand. I smile as I think it is one of my men trying to comfort me, but then I feel a stabbing pain in my wrist. I try to pull back the hand, but it is held firm.

“Stay still, dear. I need to get this IV into your arm,” Dr. Pentagon is saying. Soon the IV is in.

My eyes remain closed as I hear her feet shuffle toward the foot of the bed. I feel it as she lifts my nightgown slightly with what I assume are gloved fingers probing my folds. What the hell? Was she doing this with all those people I hear in the room?

“Okay, she isn’t dilating. I think what she had were just Braxton-Hicks. She isn’t going into labor yet, but she needs to rest and keep hydrated. I’ve given her an IV with something to help relax her,” the doctor explains.

“You hear that, little flower? No more listening to Toni Braxton. See what happens when you do?” Tristan says. I can hear the relief in his voice.

I open my eyes and lean my head to the side to look at him. Reece and Mark stand holding each other’s hands. When they realize how they’ve been clutching each other so tightly for comfort, they let go and pretend it never happened. I can’t help but chuckle. Men are so funny. What is so wrong with holding each other’s hands for comfort? Shelby, Kelly, and I hold hands all the time.

They all move closer to the bed and gather around me. Kelly looks at me with tears still streaming down her face. I guess even her nun chucks were useless against the Braxton-Hicks.

“So, doctor, should she not listen to any music at all or just the Braxton sister’s songs? Can she listen to Mariah Carey or Janet Jackson, or will she get Carey and Jackson hicks? Could we have a list of the safest music she can listen to?” Tristan asks. He’s just being silly. We all laugh, glad he’s broken the tension

Dr. Pentecost frowns at him. She doesn’t seem to get that it’s a joke. “This wasn’t caused by music, King Tristan. It’s a natural occurrence. Take it as practice for the real thing. Braxton-Hicks is just the name for it.”

Tristan nods, then turns and winks at me, probably deciding to just let it go. The other Alphas look relieved. Maybe if they had read some of the birthing magazines I gave them without being afraid of seeing a picture of a woman pushing out a baby through her vagina, they would be a bit more informed and not so scared.

I wonder why they don’t want to see the truth about how babies actually come out of a woman. How do they think their children will exit my body? Do they think I’ll sneeze and they will fly out of my mouth or nostrils? That would be ideal, really.

I hadn’t expected Braxton-Hicks to happen now… or I had just hoped I didn’t have to go through them.

“Emily’s surgery went well. She’ll need to be on oxygen for a while until her lung heals,” I hear the doctor tell the Alphas.

I can’t help but wonder what happened to her. Did someone spank her a bit too hard?

After the doctor leaves, my men, Kelly, and Shelby all sit around the bed. Some are on chairs and some are on the bed.

“I heard the doctor talking about Emily. What happened to her?” I ask.

“Oh, she almost died,” Shelby says.

“Emily almost died?” I ask.

“Yeah. Luna Barbara kicked her bony ass. I heard Luna Barbara’s wolf was levitating around the room like a ninja, and she practically knocked the bitch tendencies right out of Emily,” Kelly adds.

I think my eyes look like flying saucers as I look at Kelly. Everyone laughs and I think she’s exaggerating.

“They were fighting and Emily was beaten,” Tristan says. “I guess they have bad blood. But I don’t think you should be worrying about Emily or Barbara, little flower. Just focus on your beautiful self,” he assures me, and he leans in to give me a peck on the lips. Then he deepens the kiss, letting his tongue taste every corner of my mouth.

“Ew!” Shelby exclaims and giggles. Mark smacks Tristan on the back of his head.

“Get a room,” Reece orders.

“We are in a room,” Tristan says.

An eruption of laughter envelopes me and makes me feel warm all over. I am surrounded by love. This feels so right. This feels like home.

* * *

*Barbara*

“So you ran away from the palace because you bought the lies they told you?” I ask King Gene through the mind-link.

Dang! This place smells as if a dead rat had a baby with a skunk’s fart. Terrible. How dare Alpha Tristan throw me in here? This wouldn’t have happened if King Gene was here. The coward! I would still have the luxury and freedom to roam as I wish. The only restriction would be the stupid dog collar, but I would take that over this horrid place.

“I know you’re working with Alpha Kane, Luna Barbara,” King Gene says. “I thought you came here to help me with my mission to cause confusion among those idiots and get rid of the Breeder.”

I roll my eyes and fend off a fly with my hand. “I think you are the idiot in this equation, my king, with all due respect. They sold you a story and you bought it. Why would I work with Alpha Kane? This is the same man who once attacked my pack. You know I hate him just as much as you do. How could you let those Alphas get rid of you so easily?”

There is a bit of silence for a moment. “But Emily said she knows for a fact that you are working with Alpha Kane. My head is even itchy from wearing a foil hat on it every day.”

I pause. Why would he be wearing a foil hat? I mean, he does look like a turkey, but why would he want to be roasted in a foil wrapping willingly?

“I don’t know anything about the foil, but I do know you need to get back here. They are conspiring to turn everyone against you. Also, why would you believe anything Emily says?”

I pause before continuing.

“This is the same girl who once made you give her a thousand dollars every week because she said she needed to buy premium grade hand-weaved chocolate flavored tampons. She told you they would help absorb the rebellion out of her when she goes on her periods. I admit that periods can make a woman cranky, but no special tampon does what she claims. Also, women don’t have a period every week. There is no such thing. She is just as sneaky and knows she can manipulate you whenever she wants. She’s now very close to the Alphas, by the way, and she’s going to help them get rid of you as revenge for sending her away to Alpha Stephen.”

“Are you sure you aren’t working with Alpha Kane?” he asks.

Goddess, this man is just stubborn. “Of course, I’m not. I want my revenge on that bastard just like you do. Also, the night my child went missing was the same night he launched an attack on my pack. Coincidence? I think not.”

“Those idiots really thought they fooled me. Well, I’ll show them,” King Gene finally relents.

I sigh in relief. I cut the mind-link to King Gene, and I try to sniff my underarm. I can still smell the faint fragrance of my roll on. Any smell is better than the rancid air in this dungeon. This place is uninhabitable.

I try to wrap the flimsy silk robe around me that I managed to grab when I was manhandled by Tristan’s man. The Alpha could have at least allowed me to get some decent clothes on first.

I manage to form another mind-link to the one person who can get me out of here.

“Hey, babe. I think you should prepare the troops for the takedown,” I say as soon as I have his attention.

“Did the idiot Gene buy your story?” the voice on the other end of the mind-link asks.

“I’m very persuasive when I want to be. Besides, why would he ever have reason to think that I’m lying? It’s time to take over this palace.”

“That’s my girl. I miss you so much. I’ll prepare the troops and we will launch the attack. Just hang in there, sweetheart. Daddy Kane is coming.”

“Hurry!” I say and cut the link.