The Warrior’s Broken Mate novel Chapter 94

EPILOGUE

We reached the hospital in no time once my contractions started, and it was obvious Elias was losing his composure. Honestly, his panic was driving me up the wall.

I was rushed straight into a birthing suite prepared especially for me. It was a private room stocked with every possible luxury–things I hadn’t requested but everyone insisted on arranging anyway. Elias only wanted the very best for me and our baby.

As soon as we arrived, the doctor came in to check me over and told us this baby clearly couldn’t wait. He predicted the labor wouldn’t last long at all.

By the time it was time to push, Elias was really starting to grate on my nerves.

“Come on, sweetheart, you’ve got this,” Elias encouraged.

“Oh, really? Like I even have a damn choice right now?” I snapped at him.

“It’s fine, I know you’re just saying that because of the pain,” he tried to reassure me.

“No, it’s not the pain talking! You’re annoying me–stop touching me and shut up! That’s how I ended up in this situation to begin with!” I shouted back. He immediately let go of me but stayed firmly at my side.

“Alright, your majesty, when the next contraction hits, I’ll need you to push,” the doctor instructed firmly.

As the next wave rolled through me, I leaned forward and gave it every bit of strength I had.

Twenty minutes later, the baby’s head finally appeared, and the doctor announced the words Elias had been praying for.

“It’s a boy,” he declared.

I collapsed back onto the bed, panting for breath. Once Elias cut the cord, the nurse placed the tiny bundle in my arms, wrapped securely in a blanket.

“He’s huge,” I breathed, staring down at him. He was definitely bigger than most newborns I’d ever seen.

“That’s because he’s an Alpha. He’s going to grow up strong,” Elias said softly, leaning close to us.

He kissed my forehead gently, and by then I had calmed down completely. I didn’t want him any further than arm’s reach. He sat down on the edge of the bed, watching both me and the baby while I just gazed down at the little life in my arms.

“Do you already have a name in mind?” the nurse asked.

“Oh, shoot, I guess we should probably decide on one,” I muttered, making her laugh.

“There’s no rush, take your time,” she said kindly.

“What name do you think fits him?” I asked Elias.

“I honestly don’t know,” he admitted.

“It has to be strong, something fitting for an Alpha,” I said.

“Well, we’re absolutely not naming him after either of our fathers,” Elias added quickly.

“Not a chance,” I replied.

“So what do you think we should call him?” he asked me.

“I’ve always loved the name Grayson, but I’m not sure it sounds powerful enough for an Alpha,” I confessed.

“He’ll make it strong himself. Grayson is perfect,” Elias said with certainty. I glanced up at him, and he leaned down to kiss me.

“It’s perfect,” I agreed softly.

A little later, I handed Grayson to Elias and went to take a shower to clean up. Meanwhile, the nurses freshened the room, changed the sheets, and cleared away the mess, since I’d be staying there for the remainder of my hospital stay. Elias would be staying with me as well.

Thankfully, every bed in the hospital was a double, which was only because wolves recovered more quickly when their mates were nearby.

Then I went downstairs with the baby monitor to grab something to eat, but I could hear Elias’s voice carrying from the conference room as he interrogated someone.

The other voice sounded oddly familiar, so I pushed open the door completely and saw Elias and Luke standing there with several warriors, questioning a man dressed in peculiar clothing. Clothing I recognized.

“Arthur,” I gasped. He turned in his chair to look at me.

“Lyra, thank goodness. I had no idea how I was going to track you down,” he said, getting to his feet.

“You know each other?” Elias asked suspiciously.

“He’s from the other realm. He’s the one who helped me defeat Mia and get back home. What’s happening now?” I demanded.

“We’re in serious trouble. Mia’s half–sister lost her mind after you left. She’s killing everyone she can find. We need your help,” Arthur said grimly.

“Her half–sister?” Elias questioned.

“Morgana,” I confirmed. He gave me a strange look. “Just trust me–it’s true. And yes, this man really is King Arthur,” I added.

“She’s already destroyed my castle and my Kingdom. She’ll wipe out the entire realm if we don’t stop her. I need you to return with me,” he urged.

looked at Elias, then back at Arthur.

This was yet another mess I had created–and one I was now responsible for cleaning up.