08-28-2017, 04:11 AM
I woke up from unconsciousness, head blurry of what happened. I saw Quinn talking with Andres holding out a grey lump, is that...? "I'm sorry Andres, you just lost one of the pups." My eyes widened, quickly filling with tears. Memories came flashing back. I was really exhausted, then there was pain and Quinn rushing to me. I lost one pup.
"No..." I whispered, tears coming out slowly before becoming a full stream. It was a whisper but A and Quinn must have heard. I saw my fiancé coming to me and embracing me in his arms. I cried even harder, repeatedly saying 'no' as if in denial of what has happened. But then Quinn came over holding out my pup for me to see, and reality hit hard. I took the child into my hands and cried loudly, pressing him in my chest hoping my heart beat will wake him. Yes, he was a boy, he was supposed to be our firstborn son, the heir to whatever pack we'll build.
I've calmed a bit and turned to look at his form. Our little boy had grey fur with patches of white. I smiled. I'm sure he'd grow up to be quite the looker if given the chance. Andres was crying with me. Our son needed a name. I promise he'll never be forgotten and will always be part of our family. "Can we name him Theo? It means god, and as we have been blessed by God with him, He had taken him again to rejoin Him in his Kingdom." I made my request, but I can't still look at Andres. I've failed him, maybe he won't want me anymore.
I was startled when I felt my stomach cramp, and sobbed when at first I thought I'll have another miscarriage. I was assured though that it was the other four pups in me just kicking. I kissed the forehead of our baby boy before giving him to Andres and proceeding to focus on calming the other babies. Breathe in and out, and huge rubs on my belly. Andres and Quinn noticed my distress and was alarmed. She began checking on them and was relieved that they were just being active. The babies calmed and I smiled a little, but then I grew very worried.
"Why did I m-miscarry? Was there something wrong with me? How can I be sure that I can keep these four healthy and alive? I'm still able to do it, right?" and new tears sprung, maybe I'm broken. I'm not fit to be the omega that my love deserves.
(Sorry for the very late reply!
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"No..." I whispered, tears coming out slowly before becoming a full stream. It was a whisper but A and Quinn must have heard. I saw my fiancé coming to me and embracing me in his arms. I cried even harder, repeatedly saying 'no' as if in denial of what has happened. But then Quinn came over holding out my pup for me to see, and reality hit hard. I took the child into my hands and cried loudly, pressing him in my chest hoping my heart beat will wake him. Yes, he was a boy, he was supposed to be our firstborn son, the heir to whatever pack we'll build.
I've calmed a bit and turned to look at his form. Our little boy had grey fur with patches of white. I smiled. I'm sure he'd grow up to be quite the looker if given the chance. Andres was crying with me. Our son needed a name. I promise he'll never be forgotten and will always be part of our family. "Can we name him Theo? It means god, and as we have been blessed by God with him, He had taken him again to rejoin Him in his Kingdom." I made my request, but I can't still look at Andres. I've failed him, maybe he won't want me anymore.
I was startled when I felt my stomach cramp, and sobbed when at first I thought I'll have another miscarriage. I was assured though that it was the other four pups in me just kicking. I kissed the forehead of our baby boy before giving him to Andres and proceeding to focus on calming the other babies. Breathe in and out, and huge rubs on my belly. Andres and Quinn noticed my distress and was alarmed. She began checking on them and was relieved that they were just being active. The babies calmed and I smiled a little, but then I grew very worried.
"Why did I m-miscarry? Was there something wrong with me? How can I be sure that I can keep these four healthy and alive? I'm still able to do it, right?" and new tears sprung, maybe I'm broken. I'm not fit to be the omega that my love deserves.
(Sorry for the very late reply!
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