Pregnant With Four Alphas' Babies: A Reverse Harem Romance Chapter 44: The Future is Death

*Eli*

The soft moonlight is causing her silver night dress to glow in the dark. She looks like an angel, and I have missed her. The king has told us there is no need to keep seeing ‘the Breeder.’ His words. That and how he refers to her as a Breeder seems like just a tactic to remind all of us why we are here and what she is.

To me, she is still Rose. My sweet angelic Rose… not just some Breeder.

My gaze moves up her body, savoring how perfect she looks. When I finally focus on her face, I notice a deep scowl.

“Really? Are you busy undressing me with your eyes? Is sex all you think about? You climbed up here expecting that the little Breeder will spread her legs wide for you? I am a Breeder, I am pregnant, so the job is done. I am not your little whore to relieve whatever tension you might have brewing in your balls,” she spits.

Her eyes are blazing even in the dim lighting. There is no question she is angry.

Her words hit me hard, and for a moment, I’m lost for what to say. I stand staring at her. I want to tell her I miss her, but again, she might think I mean sex. I want to tell her I was worried about her since she has refused to see anyone, yet it might just sound like I am trying to charm my way into her bed.

“Rose, sweetie… I just– ” I start, but she cuts me off.

“You’re naked,” she says. I can see and hear her visibly swallow as she points that out. I’m not sure if my nakedness is why she thinks I am here for sex.

“Oh… only because I just shifted.” She nods in understanding. She must know that we all become naked when we shift. “It would be quite funny to see a wolf in shorts and a T-shirt.” This time she giggles, but I can tell my state of undress is making her nervous.

“I asked Vienna to put some clothes for me in here earlier,” I say as I move around the room. She’d reported that she had put them somewhere under the bed.

I manage to locate a little plastic bag with my clothes. I can feel Rose watching me as I get dressed. For some reason, knowing that she is looking makes me take my sweet time getting my clothes on.

I had no intentions of having sex with her, but the idea of a reverse strip tease is hard to resist. I even shake my ass just a little bit, and my little dance move is rewarded with a faint giggle from her. Ah, how I’ve missed that sound.

“I think I am decent enough now,” I state as I move toward her. She moves back and is stopped by the bed from inching further away from me.

“Umm, yeah I see that. What are you doing here, Eli?” She licks her lips, and the action, as usual, draws me to her. I don’t want to scare her, but I do want to hold her close.

“I just wanted to make sure you are okay,” I explain as I raise my hand to tuck a loose strand of hair behind her ear. I trail a finger down her cheek as I try to delay my touching her more. Her skin feels warm and silky.

“I’m all right, and the baby is fine too,” she answers. I jerk my head slightly. Does she think I’m here because I’m only worried about the baby and not her wellbeing?

“Sweetie, you have been cooped up in here for quite some time now, and I was worried. Everyone is worried.”

She chuckles and sits on the bed. “Did you think I was in here looking for ways to hurt the precious baby? You can relax, Eli. Tell the others they can chill too; the baby is fine. I have been taking all my vitamins, drinking plenty of fluids, and eating healthy. The baby is growing just fine and will soon crawl out of me to be handed to Luna Emily and whichever of you will be her hu…her husband.”

I frown as I look down at her. The quivering of her voice is undeniable as she says this.

“I came to see if YOU were all right, sweetie. I care about you, Rose. I love YOU. I have loved you from the first moment I laid eyes on you, and that hasn’t changed since you became pregnant and will never change.” She takes a deep breath, and her lip quivers slightly. I hope she believes me. I can’t help but ask, “Off-topic, but do babies literally crawl out of someone when it’s time?”

She scoffs, not answering me. Something bad has happened, I’ve determined. But I don’t know what. “Love? How will love be relevant if you are the father of this child? Soon you and the king will rip the baby away from me and hand it to Emily, the only mother my child will ever know.”

I swallow hard and run my hand through my hair, moving to sit next to her on the bed and take her hand in mine.

“Listen, my love, my heart belongs to you– ” Again she cuts me off as she struggles to free her hand from my grasp.

“Your heart? What, so I will take your heart with me when I leave this place a couple of months down the line? How comforting!”

I manage to keep her hand in mine. “Please, allow me to talk, sweetie. When we first got here, the challenge was presented to the four of us–get the breeder pregnant and be elected king… also marry that witch, Emily. I am sure we are all ambitious Alphas and got in with the game, but then we met you, and that race took a turn. It was no longer the race to be king or anything we initially were here for; it was a race to win your heart.”

Then, I added, “I don’t care about being king, I care about ultimately being with you. I don’t even mind sharing you with the other three weirdos. They all want you to be happy, thus we will work together to do that.”

She sniffles, and I realize she is crying softly. I pull her to me, embracing her.

“That is so sweet of you, Eli, but I am afraid it’s all over. The king has already spoken to me and told me what will happen as soon as I give birth. I will hand over the baby to Emily and leave this place. Emily will marry the father of my child, then she will raise my child. My blood, a child I created, will be brought up by that…that….” Her voice trails off, and I squeeze her as tightly as I dare.

“I think that is a stupid arrangement. I won’t allow the king to do that,” I tell her. I know this isn’t something I can agree with; this arrangement was stupid from the word ‘go.’ Taking a child away from its mother is cruel, but handing that child over to a witch such as Emily is both cold and barbaric.

“I know you mean well, Eli, but we all knew the deal when we agreed to it. Circumstances forced me into making this hellish deal with the devil, and now I am paying with my blood, literally.” She buries her face in my chest, and I kiss the top of her head. I inhale her scent as I do note how her scent has changed since becoming pregnant; she smells like a citrus punch.

“We will figure everything out, my love. Don’t worry. No one will take your baby away from you, and no one will take us away from you.”

I feel her breathing shakily. “What will you do? Go against the king? That will be the end of you.”

I know I am swimming against the tide, but I will try all that is within my power to keep the king from executing his plans. I wonder if the other three will stand with me and do the same. I know they too care deeply for Rose, and I pray they too will not allow this to happen per the king’s blueprint.

Rose is an Alpha’s daughter; why can’t she be Luna? After Emily’s behavior, the king is still bent on making her Luna? I am sure his insistence on this is a strategic way to keep the crown in his bloodline, somehow. Emily isn’t Luna material.

We sit in silence as I continue to hold her, contemplating how to go about this whole situation. Also, my mind can't help but wonder if babies truly crawl out of women. Rose never answered that.