Page 33 of A Beary Nice View
“Alaric. Darling. Love of my life. Alpha. My most wonderful mate whom I love with every fiber of my being,” I say, letting my voice trail off. Once my pants are off, he sits on his knees and stares at me. “I am having a baby right now.”
Alaric continues to stare. He blinks. Then he blinks again.
“What?”
I finally break into a grin, watching a range of emotion pass over my alpha’s face before he finally gets with the program.
“Yeah. How do you feel about having a baby today?”
“There is nothing I would love more,” he says, getting back into his place beside me. He continues to rub my back, whispering encouragement to me. “I cannot believe you finished recording. Were you contracting while reading your lines?”
“Yep,” I say, groaning as he digs his fingers into my back just right. “I kept having to stop and rerecord but I got it done.”
“Jesus Christ, you are so strong, Dell. You’re basically super dad and you haven’t even given birth yet. You have no idea how much I admire you, sweetheart.”
Alaric’s praise is better than any painkiller. I listen to his deep voice, focusing on that as another contraction wracks through me. With him here, cheering me on, I know I can get through this.
I’m not sure how much time this lasts but eventually, my body feels ready to push. I warn Alaric who carefully helps me into a better position. I get onto my hands and knees, following thelead my body is telling me to do. Every time my body tenses, I give in to the sensation to push, giving it everything that I’ve got.
“You’re doing so well,” Alaric tells me, skimming his hands up and down my spine. He kneels behind me, holding my hips up for me, rubbing my back to help ease the pain. I’m so lucky to have him as my mate. Our baby is so lucky to have him as an alpha parent. “Just a little longer, baby. You’re almost done.”
I whimper as I push again, feeling myself stretch and widen. I once heard someone say that giving birth means experiencing the ring of fire and oh lord, I understand what they mean now.
“I can see their head. Just a little more.”
“Oh gods,” I gasp out. It hurts so bad but I keep going, knowing that the end is in sight. I focus on Alaric’s scent, on his voice, on the feeling of his hands on my skin. With one last cry, I push as hard as I can.
Relief like I’ve never felt before washes over me. I can feel my baby slide free from my body.
“Oh wow,” Alaric breathes out. I carefully turn so I can see my baby and gasp in surprise.
My water never broke so our baby is born still in his sac. It’s the strangest thing I’ve ever seen but at the same time, it’sbeautiful. I know this is really common in animals. Maybe my deer side decided to help make this happen.
It’s so surreal and beautiful in its own way. Now that they’re free from my body, the two of us help break the sac open. Thank the gods that Alaric made this nest so waterproof because popping the baby open makes a huge mess.
“There you are,” Alaric says, pushing the last of the sac away so we can see our baby. A little boy. “Our son.”
Tears spring to my eyes once I get my son in my hands. He is the most beautiful baby I have ever seen. He’s got a fine layer of white hair on his head with giant brown eyes. His cheeks areridiculously round and I can’t help but pinch them just a tiny bit. Gods, I love him so much already.
“He’s perfect,” Alaric murmurs, looking between me and him. “Just like his omega daddy.”
“You’re such a sweet talker.”
Alaric cleans me up and then helps me into our bed. He takes his time cleaning up the nest, throwing everything into the washer and then bringing me some water. He takes care of me so well. He always makes me feel so loved.
“Come here,” I finally say, patting the bed beside me. “Come hold your son.”
Alaric sits against the headboard beside me, taking our baby into his big hands. Our baby might have rolls for days but he still looks tiny in Alaric’s big hands.
“Do we still like the name we picked out?”
“I think so, yeah.” I lean over and kiss the top of our baby’s head. This close, I can catch his scent. A bear. A little bear just like his alpha daddy. “Welcome to the world, Flint.”
The three of us snuggle in bed. My eyes grow heavy and I don’t fight it. I know without a doubt, Alaric will take care of Flint. I have nothing to worry about other than making sure I heal up and rest.
Everything is so peaceful. I know it won’t last long. Flint will grow hungry and need some milk. He’ll need his diaper changed. I’ll need to shower. There’s so much that needs to be done, but for now, everything is right in the world. I have my son. I have my alpha. I am content.
“Enjoying the view?”
