SWNOVELS Chapter 153 –
Cara's POV
My mother was a trooper, and my baby brothers arrived about six hours later, at the stroke of midnight. They were the cutest babies I have ever seen. Asher was very handsome, too, but I was head over heels in love with the twins from the moment I saw them. My brothers, Blake and Bradley, were miniature versions of their father. Their father, who held them in his arms after they were both cleaned up, had cried like a baby as he took them in.
There was something so powerful about a strong man who was moved to tears for his children. His pride and love for them are evident to everyone here. Robert and I had been here for Mom through her labor. I already knew she was strong, but she didn't make a peep during the labor. She just bore the pain, and with not so much as a grunt, my brothers arrived.Blake was born first. He was a sturdy 6 lbs. 2 oz and 22 inches long. Once I got to hold him, I saw that he had the same brown hair, and brown eyes as Robert had. He was a quiet baby and seemed to be taking everything in. He only cried when the nurse had dried him off a little too rough, at least that was my take. My mother had been watching everything closely. When I stepped forward to say something, she grabbed my arm and stopped me.
"They do that to make sure that his lungs are clear. She isn't hurting him. It is just irritating him," my mother said. It was a good thing, too, because Robert was fast approaching the nurse to give her a warning, most likely a threat when he heard my mother speak. "He has strong lungs," Robert mumbled, having gone over to the baby. The nurse was glad my mother spoke up for her, as we could all still feel Robert's anger in the room.
"He does indeed. He is going to be strong. I can sense it in him," my mother replied. I could feel it in him, too. He had power, and I could tell he was a warlock. We would have to wait and see if he ever got a wolf, as he could also be a hybrid.
The second twin was born a short time later and looked like Robert. Bradley had the same blond hair as my mother and me. Bradley weighed 5 lbs. and 10 oz. and was 22 inches long. Once he opened his eyes, we saw the same soft brown eyes that Robert and Blake had. You could already smell that he was a wolf. He cried as he was born, and he was totally different at first glance than his brother Blake.
They were both being named after their grandfathers, those were the names that my mother and Robert had chosen. Robert had even asked Kevin if it was OK for him to do that. He didn't want to step on Kevin's toes. Kevin was okay with it. Although their relationship was fine now, it didn't use to be. “Hold up! This content was written for }}}iɓ.}}], but if you're not on our site, someone scraped it. Don't miss out on our newest insights and authentic novels-check out oiɓ.0 for the full experience." It was a dark time for their family. His mother, Cheryl, had to leave the pack with Kevin to keep them both from being killed. I still remember being shocked when Cheryl told us how hard it was then. I felt terrible hearing about what they had gone through.
I had first been very excited about having a grandfather until my mother shook her head sadly. My grandfather had been killed for his powers while my grandmother was still pregnant with her. My grandmother was on the run from whoever had killed him. She finally stopped running when she felt safe and created a small home for her and my mother to live in. My mother never knew if it was the same person who had taken her parent's lives. It was still a hard subject for her to discuss. I wouldn't force her to talk about it if she didn't want to. She is not alone now; if she wants, I will help her track down the responsible people.
My mother was happy and so proud of both of her sons. When we were first getting to know each other after she came here, we would talk a great deal. She wanted to know about me, and I wanted the same. I could hear how wistful she was about only having me. She wanted more, but my father refused. He had wanted a boy, and I disappointed him from start to finish. I was too weak, too delicate. I saw his joy after my mother left and his mate, Ellen, came into our lives.
Once she got pregnant, my father was over the moon with happiness. Brenna was a sweet baby. Dad still wanted a boy, but he was very proud of Brenna and Luna. Dad could have told his mate that he had marked my mother, but he didn't. Instead, he made her endure the pain of losing her mark, as he marked Ellen. I was no longer under the impression that my father was a good man by the time I turned eighteen. He might have been good to his mate and their children. But I was a liability to him while I was growing up.
It was only after Paxton had made his announcement of looking for a surrogate that things changed a little. Dad eased up a little on me when Paxton told the whole pack he needed someone to carry his heirs. Dad was less harsh on me after that. I don't know if it was the direct threat I was suddenly under, as Paxton made it clear who he had in mind for the job. It could have been his disrespect for my father for even suggesting it. Brenna said Dad was angry, not at me, but for me.
I never knew he went to Paxton and told him that whatever his disgusting plan was, it was not going to happen. Neither Dad nor Paxton had told me anything about that. It did make me happy to find out after the fact that my father had stood up to Paxton. It hurt my heart to find out that in threatening Paxton, he had signed his death warrant. I felt guilty that my father had died because he was trying to protect me.
Alexei had told me that I was incorrect. My father did try to protect me, but that was not why they died. Alexei reminded me that my father and Ellen were killed because three men decided to take what didn't belong to them. That all of this had been on Clay, Paxton, and Rex. They were cowards and tried to hide in the shadows. Never thinking that it would all come to light one day. Things do have a way of being exposed like that.
Robert was lying next to my mother in her bed. They were grinning at Alexei and me as I held Bradley, and he held Blake. We had been looking down at them and talking nonsensical words to them. They were both so precious. I noticed a flash and looked up to see Robert grinning at
us.
"You two looked so cute, I couldn't resist. I think you two are going to be great parents," Robert told us as he showed us the picture.
"I can't wait. I am still not looking forward to the labor part of it, but I am very excited to meet our baby. It doesn't matter if it is a vampire, a witch, or a hybrid. We are going to love them completely," I told Robert.
I was completely serious. I had grown up in a cold family. My sisters had been my saving grace, and I wanted my children to have the same. To know that someone loved them and would always be there for them. I didn't have that, and I had desperately wanted it for each of my children. My whole life, I knew I wasn't enough for my father. He didn't hold back how disappointed he was either. No matter what I did, I would always be a complete disappointment to him.
I was a perfect reminder that he wasn't looking for his mate. He was doing what he wanted and had been perfectly happy when he accidentally stumbled across his mate. I couldn't blame her for being jealous, as she knew the score. My mother was gorgeous. Even after giving birth, she was flushed but beautiful. I was very young when my father had come home with Ellen, but I remember her response to seeing my mother. She refused to allow my mother to enter her own home to pack her bag. She threw everything outside, along with a bag, to show my mother that she was better and was what Dad wanted.
The thing of it is, was she better? Did my father want her more than my mother? Dad had been upset by what Ellen did. I cried so hard when my mother teleported away. I knew she wasn't returning, even at the tender age of two and a half. I had heard what Ellen yelled at her despite not everything that was said or what it meant. I still understood anger. Dad left almost immediately after my mother did. I found out later that he had gone to look for her at her cottage in the woods. But Mom was gone, and she never returned. Not until I opened the envelope. I had already made a mental note I would never play favorites. No matter how many children I had, I would not favor any of them above another. I would have liked it if someone had done that for me, but I can't change my past. No one can. I can feel Alexei take my hand in his and smile down at me. He is my strength and the love of my life. I cannot wait to get to meet our baby. Like my mother and Brenna, we had not asked what gender our baby would be.
Neither of us cared. We were going to be happy with either. We were already in the new home. I first missed being around Mom and Robert, but we settled in quickly. We took the side streets to reach our destination, as we didn't do it conventionally. But the way we did it works for us. Once the baby gets here, Alexei is holding a wedding for us. He loved the pictures that his brother and Cheryl had made. He is planning the same with us. He is also going to have the baby have a cute little photoshoot as well. Alexei makes my heart sing. He loves me. He shows me every day in several ways just how much he does. He wants to show me off all the time. He just surprised me by telling me that soon, when I get a little bigger, he wants me to do a pregnancy shoot. He has been buying clothes expressly for that purpose, and I am excited to do it. My pregnancy is going to be the longest of everyone's, and that is a complete bummer.I am ready to meet my baby, too. Luna is still pregnant, but her baby will be here in the next few weeks. I can't wait to hold my baby in my arms. But until then, I will love and help my sister and mother with their babies. I must admit that Alexei looks so handsome with a baby cradled in his arms. He looks gorgeous all the time, but especially with a child. I will have to get Robert to forward that photo to me, as I would like to keep it as my first memory of my brother's arrival.