The Rebellious Omega

Blair POV

"Did you hear that Braedon" I practically screamed, causing the doctor to jump, startled out of her wits, "twins. Two pups. And you had to go and get yourself hurt you stupid numbskull" I sobbed, the doctor removing the probe, wiping my stomach before I sat up and glowered at my mate, completely irrational. "Why did you have to be such a stubborn jackass. Why couldn't you have waited for help? You stupid imbecile" I raged, the doctor's mouth wide open in shock "always thinking that you're invincible, just because you're the big bad Alpha King. How am I supposed to raise two pups without their father there to help me? Tell me that Braedon" I sobbed, "tell me how we're supposed to live without you? I can't do this without you" I shouted hysterically, as my father rushed to embrace me in his arms "I can't raise two children alone, while their father lies in the ground. Don't make me do it" I begged him, as I clutched my father, "if you love me, you won't make me bury you. Wake up" I wept, losing control, as the doctor watched with glistening eyes "Wake up damn you."

"Hush lass, it's going to be okay" my father murmured in my ear "I know that you're a little emotional right now, but you need to be strong for your pup's sake."

I sobbed harder, my head resting on my father's shoulder. The doctor looked remorseful.

"Luna Queen my apologies if I was not tactful about your twins. I should have been a little more delicate in delivering the news" she said remorsefully.

"No," I said shakily "you did the right thing. I just, it's too much" I broke down again.

My father patted my back, while I stared down at Braedon, my eyes streaming with tears.

"Do you know the genders?" I whispered, turning my head to look at her.

"Yes," she said "Do you want to know?" she asked me.

Should I? I debated the wisdom of finding out before Braedon had the chance to hear the news but part of me was feeling defeated and broken. I opened my mouth to answer, but a gravelly voice answered for me, causing me to gasp. "Yes." It was Braedon's voice. The doctor started and then rushed to his bed as I wriggled out of my father's grasp, Braedon's eyes flashing open as he looked at me. He coughed as I slid off the bed and moved to take his hand, sobbing profusely. "Braedon" I whispered. "Blair" he whispered back "sweetheart, I'm okay."

I wiped the tears from my eyes as the doctor began to hurriedly check over Braedon's vitals. Part of me wanted to throttle my mate but the other part of me was relieved. My wolf, upon hearing Braedon's voice put down the block separating the two of us, allowing me to experience her sense of joy and happiness. There had been so much pain and devastation between the two of us that a block had been necessary in order for both of us to function. Dusk was overjoyed.

"I didn't mean to make you worried," Braedon said hoarsely.

"I've been out of my mind," I told him, my body shaking violently "Braedon if you ever do something like this again, I will kill you myself" I snarled and he whitened.

The doctor looked pleased "Your vitals are quite strong. Your wolf must be starting to heal you a little quicker now" she told Braedon approvingly "I estimate that you'll be able to be discharged tomorrow if it continues at the rate it is going."

He coughed and I got him some water from his side table, handing it to him as he awkwardly sat up with assistance from the doctor.

"You were about to tell us the gender of our baby" he reminded the doctor eagerly.

I rolled my eyes and then smiled at him sweetly. "I think you mean babies," I said tersely.

It took him a moment "Babies? You mean more than one?" he almost choked on his water.

"Yes Braedon," I said smiling widely "we're having twins."

He exhaled loudly "Twins. My god, two babies. We're going to have to get double of everything" he began to say, his eyes narrowing as he began to plan things in his mind.

"Stop" I interrupted him and turned to the doctor "The genders please" I prompted her.

The doctor smiled at us kindly "Congratulations Alpha King and Luna Queen" she said, prolonging our t*****e "You are having a boy and a girl" she added, causing Braedon and I to look at each other overjoyed, my father grinning widely from his seat. "A boy and a girl," Braedon said awed, as I patted my stomach "One of each. I did well" he boasted.

I swatted him on the arm "Stop thinking of it like that" I growled as he looked at me sheepishly "And how about you start thinking of yourself? You almost died" I hissed "What were you thinking going and fighting twelve rogues?" I demanded icily. "Hey, I'm injured" Braedon protested lamely.

"Trust me that will be the least of your problems after everything you've put me through" I snapped.

The doctor smiled and subtly left the room. Braedon looked towards my father for help but he shook his head. "Sorry, I agree with Blair, what you did was foolish."

He pouted and then reached over, putting his arm around me. "I'm sorry my love," he said quietly "I wasn't thinking when I went into the forest. I should have been more careful and considered the danger. I never wanted to put you through something like this. I love you too much" he admitted as I relaxed slightly "but it was almost as though the rogues knew I was coming" he added with a frown "they worked too much like a team to be random ones."

That made me a little suspicious. "Nonetheless you're lucky to be alive Braedon. We've already had one pack member come in and try to kill you" I said indignantly "It's lucky we were suspicious of him or he would have been successful" I added folding my hands across my chest.

He looked confused. "Why would a pack member want to kill me? I took out all the ones who were loyal to the Alpha" he added slowly "I'm certain of it. There were none left by the time I was injured." More questions in my mind. "Does the name David mean anything to you?" I asked.

He frowned and then shook his head, still bewildered. I sighed. "Well he's in the dungeon, so when you are up for it" I paused and then put a hand on his chest, when he attempted to get up "that is when you have been discharged from the hospital, then we can go and speak to him," I said meaningfully.

He opened his mouth to protest and then saw the expression on my face which had him second-guessing himself. "Of course Blair," he said as my father chuckled "You're right. I will wait until I've been discharged" he added, while I sat on the bed and eyed him "It's not as though he's going anywhere" he added with a scowl.

Then he did something surprising and put his hand on the swell of my stomach "Two beautiful pups" he breathed "I hope they look like their gorgeous mother. Especially with your hair and eyes" he told me and my heart melted in spite of myself. He'd come so close to dying and yet, he still managed to calm my anger and soothe me with his words, calming the storm in my heart and giving me what I needed to overcome the doubts and hurt that remained in my mind. I too had hopes for what our children would look like, but in my case, I hoped they looked like miniature versions of Braedon.