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Persy laughed, and when he came in, Luna made sure that he scrubbed his hands before handling his sweaty partner.
Keres and Nora talked him through supportive poses, and what worked for Persy was to labour between his thighs on her knees.
Nora smiled. “You are really good at this.”
“It is easier when you know the woman in labour.”
“No, I meant having babies. It’s easy for me, too, so I have to brace for folks to struggle.”
Persy was having her back rubbed by Owen.
Luna smiled. “Normally, I boot the alphas out, but these are all well-behaved. And well trained.”
Nora chuckled. “They decided to go into training. It was a rush, but they got the basics down.”
Oreal was recording from the corner. She had been given permission as long as the faces were blurred. It was a mate-participation proof. She was also there to sign the birth certificates.
Dante and Achilles supported Keres as her sister progressed faster, and then there was a sound coming from her throat that made Nora grin and move to be near Persy’s head.
Keres couldn’t do anything else, so she softly started singing songs from car trips they had sung while their parents drove. They were songs of joy, hope, and laughter.
Persy’s voice began to sing with her, and her body relaxed. Luna started to give directions, but Keres and Persy continued to sing, and soon, the first baby was out.
The small grunts and squeaks confirmed it was breathing, and the doctor came in and cleared the tiny mouth and nostrils. Owen cut the cord and held the daughter who may or may not be Armand’s.
Armand’s nostrils flared. “It’s yours, Owen. That is your little princess.”
Luna had reached in and had the little feet, according to her soft muttering. Luna said, “Keres, can you turn up the beat?”
The songs got faster, and Keres went to hold one of her sister’s hands. Her contractions got hard and fast again, and the small body slipped into Luna’s hands. More suction, a lot of rubbing, and the little squall sounded as the limbs started to jerk.
Armand shuddered and slumped back before leaning forward and kissing Persy. “Thank you.”
Keres could feel her body recovering at its ridiculous rate.
Nora looked at her. “Go and get some rest, Keres.”
She smiled. “Persy, is it okay if I go and rest?”
Persy nodded. “But then come home and sleep next to me like we used to.”
“No, sissy. You have your mates to cuddle up with and a lot of babies.”
“Babies? Oh. I had babies. Are they all cute?”
“They are all cute, but the dark-haired babies are bigger.”
“Of course, they are. They had more room.” She chuckled.
“Don’t fool yourself, and next time you go into heat, if you don’t want to get pregnant, I can help you as long as it happens before the screwing around. No more four babies.”
The doctor came over and asked if she could do the massage, but after one hard stroke, she paused. “It’s already hardening up.”
“Yeah. I am quick to recover.”
“I don’t suppose you would be willing to surrogate again?”
“This was my fifth child born to someone else. I am done with the children of others unless something monumentally stupid happens to Persy again.” She smiled. “I would still help, but three children not of my blood are in the world, and my mates and I would like to start my own family now. So, no.”
