Breed Me, Daddy Alpha-Chapter 323

Lyra

"Push!"

Oh my God if one more person screams push at me I swear I am going to throw this whole bed across the room. Like do they think I am lying here for fun? Do they think I’m just relaxing, sipping tea, humming songs while my insides are literally ripping apart? I screamed, "I am pushing! What do you want me to do, sing while I do it? You think this is easy? Damon, this is your fault, I swear, your fault, your stupid Alpha dick did this to me!"

Damon was there, of course, crouched right at my side like a shadow I couldn’t escape, gripping my hand so tight I thought my bones would snap. His eyes were wild, his hair was a mess from me yanking on it, and he kept muttering over and over, "Kitten, breathe. You’re strong.

And in my head I was screaming, If you say breathe one more time I will stop breathing just to spite you. I shouted in his face, "Damon, I hate you right now! I swear I do! I can’t even walk properly anymore because of you and your obsession with breeding me like some damn rabbit!" 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

He growled at me, but instead of being offended like a normal man he pressed his forehead to mine, hot breath fanning my face, his wolf snarling right along with him. "You’re not dying, Lyra. You hear me? You’re not leaving me. I will crawl into the underworld and drag you back by your hair if I have to."

And you know what? He would. He absolutely would. I half hated him, half loved him so much my chest ached. I screamed so loud my throat was on fire, and I told him, "If I die, you better follow me. Don’t you dare stay here without me, Damon Thornvale, because I’ll haunt your ass forever. I’ll whisper in your ear every night about how annoying you are until you lose your mind!"

The doctor yelled, "Push again!"

And I snapped, "Do you want to come push for me? Because this is my vagina, not yours!"

My mum gasped somewhere in the room, my dad stayed stone silent like he was wishing he was deaf, and Damon’s wolf snarled so loud the walls shook. Another contraction ripped through me and I nearly ripped Damon’s hair right out of his head.

I bit his shoulder too, hard, and he just hissed and kissed my face, like pain meant nothing to him if it came from me. "That’s it, kitten," he said, his voice breaking. "Take it out on me. Scream at me. Hurt me. Just bring them into this world."

"Oh my God, Damon, shut up! Everyone shut up! I swear, if one more person in this room says push, I’ll shove my fist in their mouth! You come here and try this, doctor! You think it’s easy? Let’s see you birth four Alpha pups! Oh my Goddess, I’m going to die, I know I’m dying, I can feel my soul leaving my body..Damon, catch it if it floats out! Don’t let it go!"

"Breathe, kitten. Focus on me. Don’t look away from me."

"Don’t look away? Damon, my eyes are rolling back in my head, I can’t help it! I can’t do this!.

He grabbed my face, rough but gentle, forcing me to lock eyes with him. "You’re not dying, Lyra. You’re not leaving me. Don’t you ever say that again. You breathe because I command it, you live because I demand it, and you give me my children because you’re mine."

I sobbed and screamed into his shirt, biting down on it, my whole body arching with pain. "You’re a psycho, Damon! I hate you! I hate you so much! You and your Alpha sperm, your stupid obsession, your—OH MY GOD I THINK SOMETHING’S TEARING!"

The doctor yelled again, "Push, Lyra!"

"I will end you, Damon! I swear I will..."

"Arghhhhhhhhhhh!" I screamed so loud my throat nearly split, my head throwing back, sweat pouring into my eyes.

"I can see the head!" the doctor shouted, like that was supposed to encourage me.

"KEEP PUSHING!"

"Aghhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" I screamed again, clutching Damon’s shirt, my nails digging into his chest hard enough to leave marks. "I AM PUSHING!

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" I screamed, arching, gripping Damon so hard I thought I broke his wrist, good for him.

And then I heard it. The cry. The tiniest little sound but it was sharp and alive and it cracked my heart open.

I burst into tears immediately, ugly crying, nose running, voice breaking. "Oh my God! Oh my God! Damon, did you hear that? That’s ours, that’s our baby! Oh my Goddess, I actually did it, Damon, I did it, you owe me a castle, you owe me chocolate for life, you owe me everything!"

"You’re doing good, Luna," the doctor said, like he was announcing the weather. "Three more to go."

I froze. My crying turned into full-blown screaming. "THREE MORE?! What the actual fuck! No! No, I’m not doing three more! Are you insane? I can’t, I’m tired, my vagina is literally on fire, somebody drug me, somebody kill me, I don’t care, I’m not doing this three more times!"