Page 9 of To Be Fated


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Lena shakes her head, her damp hair clinging to her face as she does. I can barely believe this is happening as Grace asks her a series of questions in a calm and gentle voice. I barely register them speaking as I stare at my mate in a mix of terror and awe. She’s going to have a baby. She’s going to give birth to a baby. Lena’s hand starts waving frantically before she buries her head into the pillow.

“Jude!” Grace smacks me on my shoulder and I stare at her. I have no fucking clue what to do. “Her hips!”

“Oh, oh. I got it. I got it.” I put pressure on her hips again, good and hard. “That feel good?”

“No!” I let go thinking I hurt her, but she screams louder. “Don’t stop, please!” I put counter pressure on her hips again and wait for more instructions.

“What do I do?”

“You keep doing that. Everything’s going to be fine.” The young human then turns her attention back to Lena, “You’re doing great Lena. You’re really doing wonderful.” I look at Lizzie like she’s lost her damn mind. Nothing about this is wonderful.

“Done.” Lena barely breathes the word, but I let up as soon as she does. I gently pat her back.

“What do you need?” She shakes her head at my question and swallows.

“Water.”

“How about some ice? You don’t want to get sick.” Grace’s voice comes out full of certainty. How the fuck could water make her sick? Lena nods in agreement and my Alpha mate is quick to leave.

Thank fuck for Grace and Lizzie, at least with them running this show I can concentrate on my mate. I only feel slight relief though. I take a look around the room and realize I’m the only one who’s freaking out. Even Lena seems to be fine in between her contractions. All right. I concentrate on my breathing and the second Lena leans forward and pushes on her thighs I place my palms against her hips and push inward. Her head arches back and I feel her low moan vibrate down her spine.

I do not fucking like this. I should just leave. If I wasn’t concerned that she’s going to die any minute, I’d be out of that door in a heartbeat.

“You’re doing great Lena. They’re coming on close and you’re taking them on perfectly. You’ll be holding your little one soon.” Lizzie’s words calm Lena, but they do nothing to calm me. I’m not ready for this shit. I’m not even close to being prepared.

Grace comes into the room and stands by the bed as the contraction passes through Lena. “Here you go.” Lena tries to grab the cup of ice, but her body sways and her hand goes back down to the mattress. I quickly grab her hips to steady her and gently rub her back.

The silver lining is that she isn’t pushing me away. I hope I’m doing right by my mate. I hope I’m worthy in this moment.

Lizzie wipes the sweat from Lena’s forehead while whispering calming words to her. “That’s right. Just keep thinking that.” My forehead pinches and my brows furrow in confusion. Lizzie can hear her? My heart skitters and I don’t think I can breathe.

“You’re doing so good Lena. That’s right, you’ll be holding your baby soon.” I listen internally, but I can’t hear a damn thing from either Lizzie or Lena. Lena hasn’t bonded with the pack yet, or with me, so it makes sense that I’m not able to hear her. But how the hell can Lizzie hear her? And why can’t I hear Lizzie? Caleb and Dom keep talking about how her wolf is hiding, but none of this makes sense.

“What’s happening?” I ask Lizzie, but she only peers up at me and tells me that everything is all right. “Don’t be scared,” she tells me, as if it’s that easy. My mate… I can’t help my mate and I don’t have control.

Grace tilts the cup to Lena’s lips and lets her take a few crushed cubes into her mouth. She hesitantly pulls the cup back and asks, “More?” Lena shakes her head and whispers a thank you as the door to my bedroom opens again.

“Oh good. It looks like I got here just in time.” A little, red-headed witch walks into the room interrupting my thoughts. Her thin lips smile, making even more lines appear around her green eyes that are emphasized by a small pair of glasses. She radiates a calmness that puts me slightly at ease.

“Thank fuck you’re here.” As I sit back on my heels only now realizing the trembling of my hands, Lena yells into the mattress and I instantly pop back up to put pressure on her hips again. How long does this go on for?

“I’m here to help you, Lena,” the witch says and brushes by me with a hint of a smile.

“Should we go?” Grace quietly asks Lizzie, but before Lizzie responds, Lena reaches out with a death grip and squeezes Lizzie’s arm.

“Please don’t leave me.” Her strangled words might as well have been screamed.

“Okay Lena. We won’t. I promise we won’t.” Lizzie gently pats Lena’s hand through her contraction and Grace settles in her seat.

“A heating pad and labor oil will help.” The little witch opens a huge black bag on the foot of the bed and digs through it for a box of gloves. “I’m going to have a look-see little wolf. Just stay right where you are.” She pulls the gloves down her hands and releases them with a snap. The sound makes me flinch. I scoot to the side as the witch comes up from behind. “This may sting a bit.” She drawls out the statement while moving her hands in between Lena’s thighs.

I’m not fucking looking. Instead I stare at the ceiling and hold my breath.

For a moment, I consider leaving now that the healer’s here, but I feel rooted to the bed. Lena moans in discomfort and I sit there helplessly although I try to ease her pain. I awkwardly push my palms against her hips as the doctor slowly moves away. I glance down and see blood on the healer’s glove. Fuck, no. I can’t fucking do this. As a lightheadedness washes over me, I hear a pop and a gush of liquid splashes across my thighs soaking my jeans. My brows shoot up and I simply stare down at my pants and then at Lena.

“Oh fuck.” I groan without thinking. I hold my breath and say a silent prayer that this is over soon as another contraction distracts my mate.

“You’re doing so good Lena.” My mate shakes her head at Grace’s words.

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