My Secret, My Bully, My Mates

"No! Stop that thought right there. Once we start that, I get nothing done the rest of the day." I put my finger up in his face then move past him to wash my hands, which is another amazing feat since I have to stand sideways. He just laughs behind me. They used to try to hide when they were laughing at my newfound obstacles, but I can't chase or catch them anymore so it's just open season. "Asshole." I mutter. "What?! It's cute." He walks up and plants a kiss on my forehead and then leans down to kiss my ever growing belly, which immediately shuts down any irritation I have.

We start walking down the hallway back to the offices when my whole body seizes. "Kota!" I choke out sinking to my knees. Everything is in slow motion. He runs to me. I hear Oliver yell my name from somewhere behind me. Someone scoops me up, but my vision is blurred. We are moving. Whoever has me is running, but this haze at the edge of my vision is making it hard to focus. People are talking and I think I am talking back, but it's like being locked in my head. I don't know if I am in control right now.

"On the table." A female voice says stern, but calm. "The closer you are to her the better she will feel, but I will not hesitate to remove you if you become a danger to anyone in this room, including yourselves. Is that understood, Alphas?" Damn, I like her. I need her around all the time.

Movements. I feel my body being moved and adjusted. First my arms, then my legs. I still can't see through the fog or move on my own.

***"What's happening? I can't see. Is everything okay?"***

to keep your mates from being annoying, but far enough in your

is trying not

It may be intuitive for

sentient. It

are producing your children and with that they get a piece of your magic. Your magic

do you know that? Why didn't we know that before? Is this why all

know until now. I'm sorry child. I wish we could have known sooner. I'm not sure why it's something that isn't in the healer's notes

focus from my wolf and blink my eyes a few times to get

I can see he's holding a little pile of blankets. "What?" My brain is still fuzzy. "What happened? Where am I?" My voice is scratchy as I look around still