Pursuing My Rejected Alpha

368 Hello, Babies

Traditionally, pups were born in an intimate circle consisting of only core family members. They were then left alone for one whole month to recuperate and get to know the new members of the family.

In Ronan’s and Lucien’s case, the birth of their children was comparable to the launch of the first rocket to the moon.

There were so many people — mainly the fertility center staff — that attended the birthing event that the Mother and Child Center looked almost like a performance venue.

Gordon Clearwater reserved the privilege to be there, as opposed to his own wife, Adele, and Dane Silverback.

Not that the three people did not try to smuggle themselves in.

Even Alpha Annalynne was ready to abandon what dignity she had and begged her father to let her in.

Acting as the fertility center director, Gordon Clearwater was quite ruthless. He threw away all unrelated people, with or without the Clearwater and Silverback surnames.

Before the babies were born, a lot of preparation had to be done. Seeing people running around in their lab coats and shouting instructions at each other was enough to make Lucien even more nervous.

He gripped the iron bar handle of the balcony that oversaw the entire Mother and Child Center hard. That was all he could do to alleviate his anxiety.

.....

“Lulu.”

A pair of arms wrapped themselves around him. Lucien sucked in a lungful of air mixed with Ronan’s calming sandalwood scent.

The Alpha’s warm chest pressed against his back, providing him endless and ultimate comfort.

“Are you alright?”

Lucien cracked his mate a nervous smile.

“Yeah.”

Ronan pressed a kiss against Lucien’s forehead.

“Don’t worry. I am here.”

“Mmm.”

Tranquility was like having a bunch of butterflies settling down in one’s stomach. They were unexpectedly quick to scatter as soon as one of the fertility center staff shouted, “We are ready!”

Lucien felt as if his pair of legs turn into two useless wooden logs all of a sudden.

He had to rely on Ronan to drag him toward the huge glass column that housed the meanwhile bloated artificial womb.

Inside, the babies occasionally pushed against the wall so they were able to see various imprints. Sometimes a hand, a foot, sometimes even a face.

They were very active.

And healthy.

Lucien could not stop staring at the flesh-colored organ that floated peacefully inside the glass column.

“Lulu, Alpha Ronan, are you two ready?”

Gordon Clearwater pressed a hand on his son’s and son-in-law’s shoulder.

Ronan and Lucien answered “Yes” at almost the same time.

The glass column was slowly drained, and the suspended artificial womb slowly descended to the bottom.

“Do you want to cut it open yourself?” Gordon asked Lucien.

“No, I can’t,” Lucien quickly answered. “What if I hurt them???”

He would never forgive himself if something happened to the babies because of them.

“I will do that,” Ronan offered. “I want to do it.”

“But Ronan...!”

The Alpha gave his mate’s hand a squeeze and a kiss on the knuckles.

“My Luna, you have worked hard to give us these babies. Let me welcome them to the world with my own hands.”

“In that case, let’s do it together,” Lucien decided. They wanted children, and now the children were there. It made sense to take responsibility and bring them to the world together.

The fertility center staff and Gordon broke into a smile.

The corners of Ronan’s lips too were tugged up in a grateful smile.

“Alright, my love.”

The process was rather grotesque, but when Lucien and Ronan first held a baby each in their arms, tears quickly welled up in their eyes.

They were so tiny.

And so precious.

Shocked by the sudden change of environment, they cried out loud while inhaling a lungful of air for the first time.

The hardest thing to do in the end for the fertility center staff was to extricate the babies from the new parents.

All parents hated to part from the babies in their arms, even more so werewolves.

“Just to examine them,” the staff pleaded. “We will clean them up and return them to you.”

After much persuasion, Ronan and Lucien agreed to hand over the babies. They insisted on standing around and watching while the babies get cleaned and examined.

Ten fingers and ten toes.

Separated from the warm embrace of their parents, they kept wriggling around restlessly. When the cold instruments touched them, they whimpered pitifully.

Ronan and Lucien had to restrain each other to not rush to their side and interrupt the fertility center staff while they did their job.

“One boy and one girl,” an elder woman announced.

“The boy is an alpha.”

The same woman avoided looking into Alpha Ronan’s eyes when she continued, “The girl is not.”

Both Ronan’s and Lucien’s lips parted from surprise.

They had no experience holding newborns, so they could not easily find out whether the babies were alphas or not.

Alpha babies had bigger bone structures than non-alpha babies. The little boy was indeed heavier than the little girl, but boys were usually bigger than girls, right?

It turned out that their little girl was not an alpha werewolf.

Lucien looked up at Ronan.

“My daughter is perfect the way she is, whether she is an alpha or not,” he declared.

Ronan chuckled.

“I was about to say the same. Those who dare to tell me that my daughter is anything but flawless will regret being born into the world.”

The Alpha and Luna exchanged warm smiles.

These were their children.

They were a little family of four.

Soon, the vast apartment that the Alpha shared with his Luna would no longer maintain its peaceful state.

It will be filled with the sound of crying babies, the tapping of little feet when they learned to walk, and also the babbling of little mouths when they learned to walk.

The children would grow up stronger and stronger day by day.

Ronan and Lucien would be there to oversee their development, and love them every step of the way.

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