The Merciless Alpha(erotica)

“Carefully pull back the endoscope while I feed the wire. Don’t pull, you ease it past any obstructions,” I said. I watched as she pulled it back through the esophagus and out. Letting go of the wire, I picked up the feeding tube. A thin tube, it had a soft round bumper on the end. I hooked the wire through holes on the narrow end of the tube, twisting it and wrapping it with surgical tape. “Now for the fun part. Guide the tube into her mouth until it disappears.” She helped guide it as I went down to the needle, pulling gently on the wire to bring the tube down. When I felt the tube hit the needle, I increased the pressure, pulling the tube through the opening in her stomach wall and out the incision. When the bumper was seated against her stomach wall, I clamped then cut off the end of the tube and slipped on a bumper, rolling it until it was against her skin. I covered the whole area with a sterile bandage. “Done!”

“That was SO cool!” Meghan was beaming, she loved it when she got to see things up close. I smiled as her mother hugged her from behind, she was proud of her. I had told her several times she had the interest and aptitude to be a doctor someday, and she was seeing it.

“Teri, I need eight ounces of formula prepared and put in the machine. The formula is on the counter over there.” The two fixed it up, then loaded it into the feeding machine. I flushed the tubing before attaching it to the tube we had just installed. I set the feed rate, it would give her a continuous supply of food that wouldn’t challenge her small stomach. Her vitals were good, the sedative already starting to wear off.

The days started to blur as we went through her first few weeks of life. I rarely left the room, sleeping on the exam table, showering in the attached bathroom. Snake became my primary backup, relieved by Teri, Meghan, Katie or Taser, always one of them in the room with me. The longest I was gone was when I was giving Kelly her checks in the room down the hall, and even then, I was nervous. I used a baby monitor to hear any problems immediately. She was doing well, her blood pressure was under control and between Viper and the girls, she was kept company. She even came in to see Eve once, in a wheelchair to her protests.

That little girl had the whole club behind her as she fought to live and grow.

Snake was amazing, as always. He made sure I was fed, forced me to take naps, and quickly learned how to care for the premature baby Jessica had asked us to raise for her. She still couldn’t leave the incubator, but that didn’t stop him from being a doting father. He would hold her hand and talk to her when she was awake and tell her stories of her brave parents.

Carson was dead, and we never got to give him a proper goodbye. Snake and the boys had returned, and after Church discussion, we decided retribution was too dangerous. Instead, we had Snake drive down to Chicago and call from a pay phone in the Geno’s East pizzeria while he was waiting for our huge take-out order of deep dish. He reprised his Alpha routine, telling him that we would not meet his terms, and we would remember what he did to Carson. I was too busy to worry about revenge right now, and we had to focus on Eve.

It was eight weeks before she was strong enough to leave the incubator for a short time. I had a rocker brought in and put it next to the incubator. “Shirt off,” I told Snake as I opened the side access panel. His grandparents, Viper and Kelly, were in the room, a very pregnant Kelly in a wheelchair.NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

Eve had just been changed and was awake and active. I could smell how nervous Snake was as I carefully lifted her, Meghan next to me making sure the tubes and wires didn’t get tangled.

I had made Snake shower, so he smelled clean and fresh. His face showed his love and amazement as I moved her to his chest, rotating so her tummy was against his skin and her head was on his shoulder. He held her with one hand under her diaper, the other curled around her back as he gently rocked the chair. She snuggled in to his warmth as I covered them with a blanket, and he sung to her softly until she fell asleep. I was in tears, I couldn’t ask for a better father. Meghan took some photos, along with a proud Grandpa.

“She’s so beautiful,” he said as I took her back from him and set her back in the incubator. There wasn’t a dry eye in the house, and Kelly’s hands were over her belly bump as her boy kicked her strongly.

“Tomorrow it’s Grandma’s turn,” I said. Kelly only had four weeks left to reach thirty-eight, which was considered a full term. With her blood pressure starting to become difficult to control, her obstetrician wanted to perform a C-section at that point to be safe. Viper was crying more than anyone, the tough biker President persona crumbled when his tiny granddaughter looked at him with those big eyes.

“How long until the breathing mask goes away,” Kelly asked.

“Another week or two, I’ve been reducing the overpressure as her chest gets stronger. We’re also starting to work on oral feeding. If she continues her improvement, she’ll be in a crib soon.”

“Can I breastfeed her?”

“After the first few days, when your milk comes in. Your body will adjust to the demand of feeding both children.” She wasn’t a werewolf, but human breast milk was better for Eve than formula. Kelly was insistent on raising the two babies together, and I was happy to have the help.

We talked a little longer, then Viper wheeled his wife out of the room. I sat in Snake’s lap, letting him rock me as I kissed his chest. “I love you,” I said.

“I love you too. You’re an amazing mother and doctor, Vivian.” He kissed my hair. “Sleep, I’ll watch her.”

So I did.

One month later

Viper’s POV

I held Kelly’s hand as we sat in the doctor’s examining room, her hand on her rounded belly. Doctor Catherine was looking through the examination notes we had brought, the files Vivian compiled in her daily monitoring were very complete. “It must be nice having a Doctor as a daughter,” she said as she looked over the notes. “I’m glad you were monitored so closely, because the trend is clear. Tomorrow, you will hold your son.”

I started to tear up. “Everything is good with him?”

“The ultrasound results look good, I’m more concerned with the mother’s blood pressure. The baby is fully developed, it’s lower risk to deliver now than to risk complications for her. We can schedule a C-section first thing in the morning. The nurse will be in here after me, she will get you pre-registered and give you instructions for tonight.”

The day was here, our boy was coming. I held her hand, smiling like a fool. “We’ll be there,” I said. She left the room and Kelly looked at me, a little fear in her eyes. “It’s going to be fine,” I told her as I pulled her to my chest.

“I’m scared.” I kissed her hair. “I’m scared something will go wrong. I’m scared I’m too old. I’m scared I won’t be a good Mom. I’m…”

“Going to be fine,” I said. “I love you, you’re amazing, and our boy is the luckiest boy ever because of it. Now, I think we need to get you home and make sure you get a good night sleep.”

“Yeah, like THAT will happen,” she grumbled as I helped her up.

“There won’t be much sleep after tonight, so let’s give it a shot,” I said. I helped her waddle out of the room. “Keep wiggling your ass like that and you won’t get much sleep,” I teased.

“I’m heavily pregnant, my ankles are swollen, I’ve gained almost forty pounds and I’m hormonal,” she said with a glare. “How the hell does that get you excited?”

“You forgot that the boobie fairie came.” She smacked my shoulder. “Fifty years from now, we’ll be rocking on the front porch, teeth in jars by us, your boobs down by your lap, and you’ll still be sexy as hell to me.”

“Let’s just get home, Viper.” The elevator door opened and we got in. “Fucking bikers.”

“That’s what got you pregnant, baby.”

Snake’s POV

I finished up the lunch prep for the day care and the Club members who were here. I turned everything off and did a quick cleanup. I had made up three plates in the warmer, today was sloppy joe’s and chips with pickle wedges. I put them on a tray with some milk and carried it up the stairs to our room. I knocked on the door, and Meghan opened up. “Done with school already?”

“Of course, this homeschooling thing rocks. I’m a grade ahead of my peers, and I can get the whole week done by Wednesday. Mom said I could take another shift, so I gave Katie a break.”

“How’s my girl?”

“She’s sleeping,” Vivian said from the rocking chair. I set the food down on the desk after Meghan moved her study materials and went over to see them. She pulled the blanket down a little, enough so I could see her face. She was on her bare chest, head just under her neck. “She finished her bottle and was asleep as soon as I got the diaper changed.” She was so much bigger now, still not as strong as if she had gone full term, but she no longer needed the assistance of machines. We had moved her into our room two weeks ago. “You guys eat, then we’ll trade off.”

I sat at the desk with Meghan. “How is the studying?”

“Good, I’m working my way through Freshman Chemistry now.” Not high school chemistry, College. “Having all of Jessica’s books and notes is a big help.”