Mated To The Alpha Kings

Delaney’s POV ~

The moment I slipped into darkness, I found myself outside a cave – the same one I dreamt of last night. This time, I re-watch what transpired, with the couple not regarding my existence.

“Don’t give up, my lover, you can do this. We will do this together.”

“I can’t. I feel so tired, I want to sleep.”

“Not now, my love, you need to push. Just give it one more try, okay?”Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

She nodded. “Damon? What will we do if they find out about her? You need to protect her, Damon.”

“I will, with my life. Now, are you ready?”

She responded and pushed, gripping Damon’s hand. However, no matter how she pushed, the baby just won’t come out. The woman fell back to the little cloth she was lying on, breathing hard. Watching from the sidelines, I could tell she’s already exhausted. So many questions filled my head at that moment. Questions like, why are they in this hideout. Why can’t they find a midwife to help give birth? Why are they appearing in my dreams?

The woman tugged at Damon’s hand, fear written all over her pretty face. “Damon, do… do you think something is wrong with our baby? We will not lose her this way, are we? Is it because she’s different from everyone else in this world? What if what they say is correct? What if…”

“Shhh, my love, you can’t believe what they said. Our baby is unique. One of a kind, and that’s why she’s taking her time to come out. Isn’t that true, little one?” he asked, kissing his wife’s big tummy. He again took the woman’s face in his hands. “You just have to stay strong and push. You are strong, Arya. I know you can do this.”

The man looked so helpless by his wife’s condition, worried and anxious too. He could feel the strength leaving his mate. He was scared that he might lose her.

“Remember our dreams?” he started, “One where we will live our lives the way we wish without minding what our people say?” she nodded weakly, and he continued, “That won’t be complete without our child. You also want to hold her in your arms, don’t you? Then you have to push, okay?”

A determined look flashed in Arya’s eyes. She got a newfound strength. Gripping Damon’s hand, she pushed with the little strength she had left.

Damon became excited. “She’s coming out! I can see her head. We are almost there, my love, keep pushing!”

A few minutes later, the cry of the baby rang out through the cave. Damon’s hand trembled as he held his child in his arm, tears rolling down his face. “She’s beautiful Arya. Like the morning sun.”

I didn’t realize I was also crying. Why do I feel like there’s more between these two than what I’m seeing?

“Look, Arya, she has stopped crying. She’s looking at me.” Damon caressed her face. One could see the affection he had for her. “She also has your eyes, my love, what do you think we should call her?” When he got no reply, he glanced at his wife. However, what he saw made him freeze in shock.

He quickly snapped out of it by lowering his child to a small material on the ground, then he rushed to his wife. “No, this can’t be happening. Arya, talk to me. Say something, damn it!”

I peer at the woman only to see her look in the direction Damon was a while ago, with a smile on her face. I realize she’s dead. She died right after childbirth.

Staring at the couple, I had mixed feelings. I felt sad for them. Damon’s heart-wrenching wails weren’t even helping matters at all. It’s a really tragic thing. My eyes went back to the baby, only to see her gazing at me.

I blinked, bewildered for a moment. Wait, she can’t see me, right? I moved to the side and her eyes followed me. I shifted uncomfortably on my feet, at the same time wondering if something was wrong with the child. I mean, newborn babies can’t see for a few days, right? Then why is she able to see me? Is it because she’s not a normal baby like Arya has said? That she’s also supernatural, like them?

Just as I was thinking about this, I heard footsteps. Yup, not one, but many. I glance at Damon, but he doesn’t seem to notice. He was clutching his wife’s hand, mourning her death.

Deciding to go check it out, I left the cave. The scene I saw there had me speechless. There were hundreds, no… Thousands of people matching and surrounding the area. I realize something after a few more minutes. That they are not just people, but werewolves and vampires. What the heck is going on?

Just when I was about to go warn Damon, about it… even knowing my efforts were futile… My eyes flew open. I blinked a few times, disoriented from the dream. I remained to lie there, perplexed, anxious, and angry at myself. Why did I wake up now? I want to know what will happen next! Even though I don’t know who those couples are, I felt somehow drawn to them, which is confusing. How can I be drawn to people I don’t know? Why am I seeing them in my dreams?

I closed my eyes to see if I’ll fall asleep again, but my attempts were useless. I gave up in the end. Just when I was about to make use of the bathroom, I sensed the presence of my mates in the room. Turning towards them, I realized Knox must have teleported them from wherever they must have come from.

I became alarmed after taking them in. Rakel looks like shit, has swollen eyes, the shirt was torn leaving a few pieces of fabric on his shirt. Knox doesn’t look bad, but from Rakel’s looks, I figured out something. Have they been fighting over me? That’s what I’ve been bothered about. How would I make them accept each other if they are always on each other’s neck?

Despite how concerned I was, I ignored their eyes. I then met their gazes head-on. “We need to talk.”

Knox seemed shocked. “You… you are awake! How is that possible?”

I shot daggers at him. “Were you expecting me to sleep for months just because you compelled me to?”

He cringed. “No one has ever woken up on their own after I’ve compelled them!”

Sitting upright, I glared at him. “Stop trying to change the topic! We need to talk!”

However, he and Rakel weren’t looking at me. Their eyes were focused on my chest. I realize I was naked beneath the duvet, but after sitting up, it came off. Gritting my teeth, I snatch the blanket up, stood, and went over to the wardrobe. After selecting what I wanted to wear, I contemplated going into the bathroom to change, but after a while, I decided I shouldn’t.

I mean, why should I? They are the ones who rejected me, right? So, shouldn’t I show them what they are missing out on? This isn’t the person I am usually but since it has come to this, I have to use every method to make this work between us.

With this in mind, I let the duvet drop to the floor, feeling good as I heard them suck in a breath. Then, ever slowly, I began putting on my clothes. Their intense gazes made me aroused – my nipples pebble, but I focused on teasing them instead.

It took a whole five minutes to put on my t-shirt and pants. Once I was done, I ambled back to the bed, sat on it, and met their stunned gazes with a raised eyebrows.

“Now, are you guys going to tell me what happened to me before Knox compelled me to sleep?”