His Favored Luna

Greyson’s POV

Vincent mind links me early in the afternoon. It’s been a whole 3 months now that Mikaela has come to live with him here and Autumn is due to give birth any day now. The pack doctor has her on bed rest, which is difficult to tend with any wolf, but with Autumn it has been especially hard. She is not a wolf to keep still, her instincts have her wanting to nest and get ready for our pup.

‘The pack doctor wants Mikaela on bed rest’ well great, now we will have two females about to give birth on bed rest, Mikaela is still pretty early in her pregnancy, my daughter still has a couple more months to go. We had decided to move Vincent and Mikaela close to us so that my two pups can share a nursery. Autumn and Mikaela have decided on a gender neutral theme of grey with pink, blue and yellow tones with wolves and each have picked personal touches for their own pups.

I look over the nursery making sure we are all stocked up and ready, we have two rocking chairs and two cribs, two changing tables all ready for two pups with two mom’s and one dad, I send up a prayer of thanks for my mate, this could have been a disaster, but Autumn didn’t let her emotions control her actions any other wolf would have taken Mikaela and my daughter out, I grimace at the thought. I check to make sure all the diapers are stacked and we have plenty of wipes, and burp rags. Any day now my son will be born. I can’t wait to meet him.

I am a nervous father anxiously waiting as Autumn screams out in pain. Her labor started this morning when her water broke. I pace waiting outside because the pack doctor will not allow me inside. She screams again and I let out a growl and nearly shift right there in the waiting room, my dad and mom are pacing and trying to keep me calm, my beta is close by as well. Vincent is with Mikaela watching over her. I growl again and make a run for the door again and my dad is there to keep me from busting in.

Autumn stops screaming and all is quiet and then I hear it, my son’s cry coming out loud. I smile and say “he is here, my pup is here” the door opens and I am allowed inside to be with my mate and newborn. Autumn looks at me and reaches out for me, I am by her side in a heartbeat, the doctor brings the pup over and places him in my arms, “Alpha, meet your future Aplha” I take him up to my face imprinting his scent to my senses and Autumn smells him as well. He begins to turn his nose to Autumn and the doctor tells us that he is hungry. Autumn takes him and places him against her chest and helps him latch on, she is such a natrual.

John and Mary are here to visit after my parents leave. I will be taking Autumn and our new pup home tonight. I’m a dad and I can hardly believe it to be true, Autumn’s body is healing nicely and she will be able to shift the next day, my wolf is wanting to come forward and to take in our pup’s scent, I promised Autumn to wait until she can shift and both our wolves could meet him together.

Autumn plans to introduce our pup to the pack at a full moon celebration starting early in the day with a barbecue and a Luna circle that night to thank the moon goddess for our blessing, I will be with her at that time to protect her and our pup. I have been sleeping in my wolf form at the foot of the bed to keep my little family safe, my wolf will sometimes whine outside the bedroom door of Vincent and Mikaela wanting to check on his female pup, my human self can control our urge to protect her and to feel my pup move in her belly, but the wolf wants what’s his, including his pup in Mikaela’s belly. Autumn is excited about presenting our son, while helping Mikaela prepare for the birth of my second born. I see the two making lists of baby names for the unborn pup and I know it won’t be too much longer before I will be a dad again. I have to be careful to make sure that my female gets the proper treatment as the alpha’s daughter, my pack knows and given an order to not disclose the information outside of the pack, but I am sure that the cat is out of the bag so to speak.

The next few weeks go by quickly with late night feedings and diaper changes and helping Vincent look after Mikaela. The pack doctor thinks Mikaela should go to a human doctor and have our pup in a human hospital, “alpha, the pup is very strong and I am afraid the mom will not survive if she delivers naturally, her body will not heal as quickly as that of a wolf and she could bleed to death.” I call on man from another pack he so happens to be human, but mated with a she-wolf, he is a doctor and knows a thing or two about delivering half human/half wolf pups. he has done it many times over the years. “Shawn, it’s Alpha Greyson, my gamma’s human mate is set to have a pup soon and our pack doctor would like for her to have a c section by a human doctor who could control any issues that may come up, the pup is very strong.” He is quiet for a moment, “so are the rumors true, Alpha? You got a human pregnant before you found your mate?” I sigh and ask him “listen, can you help my Gamma’s mate or not? I am not calling to entertain gossip.” He tries once again, “you know Alpha, that I would need to know just how strong this pup really is, if the pup is alpha blood, I really need to prepare for this.” I scoff, “she is a strong pup, prepare for that” I say and hang up the phone in frustration. I am not ashamed of my female pup, but it’s just that I want to be very protective of my pups, knowledge leads to a target on my female’s back. I can’t help the feeling that overwhelms me when it comes to my female, that pup is already giving me gray hair and she hasn’t even taken her first breath of air yet. I have this overwhelming feeling of anxiety when I think about her, the feeling is different than when I was waiting for Dakota to be born, this is something that the word dread is the best used to describe the feeling. Something like a sixth sense is telling me that a storm is brewing concerning my female pup, I can’t shake the dread, fear is seeping into my every pore and the very fabric of my resolve, an ominous feeling that says something is terribly wrong. I just wished I could do something about it.