At the call of the moon

everything had been destroyed. Nia and Keith’s shrines, and even Jake’s tiny one, had been ransacked. On the wall behind the slaughtered altars was a writing done in blood, saying: Next will be the silver whore and her baby.

Eyes wide, Lexa curled up on her stomach. She could take being threatened, but her child? Rage and anxiety consumed her completely. Suddenly, a light broke through the red mist where she was: Carter was approaching. She felt his mind before she even smelled his scent or his arms around her. He hugged her, burying her head against his chest so she couldn’t see the destroyed altars. Then he carried her out of the cave as she cried, clinging to her t-shirt. He carried her to their cabin, where he set her down in front of the fire. He couldn’t come back himself. How could anyone have violated this sacred place? Come on, Jake’s, He would have understood. But those of Nia and Keith? Simply incomprehensible.

– He wants to go after the baby, Carter. After our baby.

The voice of his companion pierced the young man as surely as a dagger. He turned to her, grabbed her chin and kissed her hard. Tearing his lips from hers, he looked into whiskey-colored eyes, hissing:

– Nobody is going to take it out on our child or on you, Lexa. I swear to you on the goddess.

She nodded gravely and, extending their gaze, bit her lower lip. a tension invades the air, different from that with the golden reflection emanating from the young woman. It only took two seconds for them to throw themselves at each other, in a whirlwind of fangs and grunts and lips. It didn’t take more than a few other seconds for the young woman’s dress to fall to the wooden floor, quickly followed by Carter’s shirt and jeans. He kissed her neck, nibbling at the pale pink claim mark against the golden skin . She clawed at his scalp, clinging to him, moaning softly.

– Haaaaa! haaaaa…

She took the lead, pinning him to the chair, And sinking her teeth into Carter’s shoulder, where HER claim mark was, making him roar.

– Damn Lexa!

He turned her around and without waiting, fled inside her. She clung to him screaming, all claws out. He had no mercy and she had no more for him. They exploded together and ended up in front of the fire, on the faux fur rug, Carter gently stroking Lexa’s back.

– I promise you that we will protect you Lexa. We’ll protect you, we promise.

– I was right . I felt it . And I don’t know what I did, but imagine our child being hurt because of me. How could I still look at myself in a mirror?

Something cold fell on Carter’s chest, and he realized she was crying, which broke his heart.Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

– Hey, hey, Lexa. Never say that again. Nothing will happen. And if anything should ever happen – which it won’t – it won’t be your fault, okay? OK ?!

She nodded, and nuzzled her face into his chest. He smiled deciding to change the mood.

– And if not, have you thought of first names?

– For a girl I thought of…

– A girl ?

She burst out laughing:

– Yes, a girl. I believe it will be a girl.

He shook his head, adamant.

– I think it will be a boy.

She propped herself up on her elbows.

– A girl .

– A boy .

– A girl .

The next day, they were finally going to be fixed on the sex of their baby at the end of the meeting with the gynecologist. Anguished as only future parents can be, Lexa and Carter arrived trembling at Dr. Sheila Martin’s office. Finally, the fateful moment arrived: Lexa lay down on the examination table, the gynecologist put a cold gel on her stomach and began to pass the probe over it. Suddenly, Dr. Martin froze. Lexa grabbed Carter’s hand, terrified, and he squeezed it back. A wave of anguish invaded their bond and Lexa asked in an anguished voice:

– What’s going on with my baby doctor? A problem ? Our healer told us that everything was fine!

The gynecologist smiled softly at her:

– No, don’t worry, Lexa But I thought you were expecting a baby.

They frowned not understanding where she was coming from. The doc continued:

– It’s not ONE baby, but two!

Lexa nearly fell over: twins. May the Goddess help them. Carter let out a cry of joy, asking:

– So doctor, are we going to have girls or boys?

The young woman widened her eyes: her companion was definitely not losing the north. She, she still needed to digest the information. Twins . They were going to have twins. Were they ready? She had no time to dither when Doctor Martin exclaimed:

– Sooooo , this one is a boy, and this one… A girl! Congratulations !

Carter let out a squeal of delight, literally jumping in place. Putting her hands on Lexa’s shoulders.

– Did you hear my heart? We were both right! Two babies! Do you realize?!

She nodded, still in shock. She swung into automatic mode, descending from the examining table. She got into the car, still feeling like a robot. Still in the same mood, they got out of the car and went to the main chalet to announce the news to future grandparents. Slowly, the news that she was expecting the twins made its way into her mind. And fear made its appearance: Two children, double the load. And above all , danger multiplied by two . It is no longer a single little being that she must protect, but two. Two precious and threatened lives. Slowly, apathy turns into a fierce protective instinct. No one would touch her children, she would make sure of that. The hand tightening on her stomach, she displayed a carnivorous smile.

– What are you going to get? !

Carter’s eyes widened in shock. This is the first time he hears Ella scream. The sweet blonde alpha looked excited, her hands resting on her daughter’s, beaming with happiness. John adds, his chest swelling with pride:

– Two heirs! That’s my daughter!

For his part, Franklin was livid, and he articulated, like a ghost:

– Two baby Lexa. Two Of them . The world will not survive this. We are doomed . Screw it, I tell you.

These remarks only provoked the hilarity of the young woman, who exclaimed between two laughs:

– You exaggerate, Franklin, I was not so terrible!

He straightened up, his eyes wide:

– I seem to remember that you waited for me to transform to put a harness on my wolf before climbing on my back, shouting: “gallop, mount!” You were a monster, period.

Not a shadow of guilt was visible on the face of the young woman, who was smiling with all her teeth. Goddess, this woman is demonic, Carter thought, and me. Putting his arm on the shoulders of his companion, he smiled in turn at the poor future uncle.

– Thank you for warning me, brother-in-law, but don’t worry, I manage my Lexa, so why not mini her?

Franklin sat back in his seat, muttering under his breath:

– kind of crazy…

Lexa snuggled up to her mate, ignoring the grump, and tried to listen to what her mother was telling her, about sleeping bag babies, matching outfits, Two strollers or double strollers… She was drawing strength from him. , always so calm . She would never admit it, but she secretly hoped that her baby – her babies now, would look like their father: calm, poised, handsome, intelligent… Yes, she sincerely hoped they would look like Carter.

Carter watched his beautiful companion, so full of life and passion, and thought he wanted their children to look exactly like their mother: strong, beautiful, passionate, powerful… He wanted the babies to have her amber eyes, her long silver hair… He prayed for a moment to the moon goddess, hoping that she would hear him.