“I know we aren't in any rush to have more children, but I've got to ask—how is he going to cope when there are more babies than he can physically carry?” Eli asked pointedly as he crawled into the nest, pulling me into his arms.
“He’ll find a way.” I chuckled lightly.
From the depths of the apartment, Micha’s voice bellowed. “I’ll get a wagon!”
We all burst into laughter. I nestled deeper into Eli’s arms as the sound of the front door opening reached us and Storm came bounding into the room.
“Kennedy! Have you checked your email, by chance?” he asked, a shit-eating grin on his face.
“Hello to you too, Storm. I can't say that I have. Your pack mate has been busy trying to steal all the children.”
Storm shrugged. “Well, we expected that to happen when it came to Micha, didn’t we? If he's getting annoying, just tell him, and he’ll give the babies back.”
I sighed. I didn't have the heart to ask for the babies back. He seemed so blissfully happy wearing Samuel and carrying Charlotte around. It was beautiful to watch, and I didn't want it to end.
I turned on my phone screen. I had kept all notifications for emails and text messages off, only allowing group chats with myfriends and pack. I'd purposefully been isolating myself from the rest of the world because I didn't want to think of the harsh reality that faced me. When I was snuggling with my babies, I could pretend that my world wasn't crumbling around me.
My body stilled and my pulse went haywire when I saw an email from the university.
“What did you do?” I asked, looking up at him in panic.
“Read it,” he insisted.
With shaky hands, I opened the email, quickly reading the words. With each sentence I read, the panic in my chest eased, only to be replaced with utter confusion.
“The university is reinstating my student status?” I asked.
Storm nodded. “Yes, it's like the incident at the library never happened, and the university will be getting in touch with child protective services to let them know that the incident they reported was an error on their part, along with providing the CCTV footage from the library.”
Eli gaped at my phone over my shoulder. “How the hell did you manage that?”
Storm snorted. “You know what? As much as I wish I could take credit for that, I have to give it all to Sunny and Beth. My conniving twin sister managed to find some extra evidence of Lorna doing this on purpose, and Beth so happens to know averyscary lawyer.”
I frowned. Lawyer? Wasthatwhat Sunny had been talking about? Had Beth asked for help from a pack she had pretty much been avoiding for a year—for me?
“Just like that? It’s over?” I asked numbly.
Storm nodded. “Honestly, I wish you could have been there to see it. The lawyer absolutely ripped the student advisor to shreds. When Sunny said they had found a lawyer, I thought they would have found someone who was newly qualified or wasn't that expensive. Nope, turns out he's a partner at one ofthe biggest law firms in the country and handed the university their ass.”
“And there's going to be zero repercussions for this?” Charlie asked.
Storm nodded. “Kennedy can take her finals whenever is best for her. The university is going to be very understanding, considering she just gave birth, and give her the option to choose when she wants to take them. They're going to be very accommodating from here on out.”
Eli burst into laughter as I sat there numbly, trying to figure out what had happened.
“So, we’re safe?” I asked in a small voice. It was nice to hear that I could take my finals, but that wasn't my biggest concern. “Our babies are safe?” I asked tearfully.
Charlie hummed in agreement. “They were only investigating us because of bad information, so they can’t keep looking into us now. No one is going to disturb our family again.”
Emotion hit me like a wrecking ball. All of a sudden, I was no longer able to keep a straight face, bursting into large, messy sobs. An overwhelming sense of relief piled on me as all the stress of the last few days melted away.
“It’s actually over!” I ugly sobbed as Eli and Charlie pulled me into their arms, brushing my hair out of my face and whispering comforting things.
“We’re safe,” Eli reiterated, kissing the top of my head.
Looking at the end of the nest, I held my hand out for Storm. “Here. Now,” I demanded with a little growl. He didn’t hesitate, crawling into the nest and joining us.
He hadn't been in the nest for three seconds before Micha appeared at the door with both the babies. His face broke into a dazzling grin.