A week has passed since I woke up and I've been getting better and better. I didn't expect to see the whole family here but I was happy nonetheless. Everyone was genuinely worried about my well-being and now I've managed to convince them I'm fine. My wound has perfectly healed with just remaining a few pains when I move aggressively. Chris said it's likely that I will have a scar because of my slow rate of healing. He's not sure whether it will be permanent or it will cease to exist with time.

My brother; who is now Alpha and dad came to see me as well. They told me of how worried they were when they heard I was in labor and things were complicated too. I know they didn't want to have a repeat of my mother and feared I will die as well, now they were glad I survived this. I had to survive anyway because I have a lot to look after.

When they told me about my baby's condition, I didn't cry even if I wanted to. I tried my best to smile knowing that my child survived just like me. He was still in the incubator but he was getting better and better due to the medicine and magic he received.

Today I am taking him home since I'm allowed to leave the hospital. I don't feel like living here any longer will do me good because I really don't like hospitals especially one that I almost died in. I take my clothes from Chris and enter the bathroom in my hospital room, to change. With the scar on my body, I somehow feel self-conscious about my body. I don't want anyone seeing it and I can't even see it myself.

I leave the room with Chris to meet up with Elijah in our son's room. He's already there to make sure all is well before we take him home. The sound of his cries reaches my ear before I approach the door and I run to arrive faster. I don't feel right knowing that my son is crying either due to pain or hunger. I open the door and enter the room to find Elijah trying to quit him down.

"What's wrong with him?" I ask as I approach them. He shakes his head and tells me that he is just crying. I motion for him to hand me the baby and the moment he reaches my arms he stops crying.

Roman, that's what I named him, hasn't opened his eyes yet. The doctor says it's not a problem and he will open his eyes soon. I only wonder whom he is going to take after even though a mix of both is fine with me.

"Wow, so he gets quiet just like that?" Chris asks and I smile.

"Yes. Never underestimate the power of a mother." I tell him and he laughs.

Elijah tells us it's okay to leave and we exit the room together. We both walk slowly since I don't want to shake up the baby until we exit the hospital where we are then driven home by Xavier. The house still looks beautiful and the outside has changed as well. I find we now have an elevator which takes us to our room. He didn't want me using the stairs in fear of me falling.

"Oh, my god!" I gasp when we enter our room. It has been extended with a nursery now for our sons. The nursery is well decorated with everything a baby needs. "It's beautiful El, I love it." I kiss his cheeks and then walk to the bed labeled Roman, laying him down and sitting on the chair beside it.

"I'm glad you love it." He smiles and walks out but then comes back in. "Hey babe, I've already asked Nurse Lucy to come and watch our son as we go and say farewell to everyone." He says but I shake my head.

"I'm not going Elijah. I will stay with Roman for now and you can go to the party."

"But babe I'm not supposed to go alone. We won't be long out there and everyone will understand why. We just have to get there at least." He reasons but I still refuse leaving my son. He sighs and leaves the nursery to get ready for the party.

A moment later he comes back kissing me and Roman on our forehead. He tells me he will be back soon and to link him if anything happens then he leaves. I sit forward and rest my head on the bed. I don't know when I fall asleep but I woke up to noise in the nursery. I look up to find my friends surrounding the bed and speaking in hushed voices.

"What are you all doing here? Shouldn't you be at the party now?"

"Well, Alpha Elijah was so worried and felt bad at leaving you alone. So we volunteered to keep you company." I scoff at Mara's answer but smile as well.

I switch on the monitor and step out with the girls and boys. We talk about everything we can think of and how everyone is doing. They explain to me that Cadmael had to leave since he wasn't feeling good. We prepare food and drinks then we eat. We were six but now we are four since Elijah's sisters, had to go with their mates. I'm now with Chris, Kyle's mate and Kelvin's mate. Suddenly the baby's cries fill the air and I excuse myself to check on him. The moment I'm inside, I link Elijah to come up. It doesn't take long before he's bursting in the room worried about Roman.

"What is it babe?" He asks as he approaches us on the bed. I smile and motion for him to come forward and he gasp after seeing what I called him up for.

"Our baby has finally opened his eyes El. Aren't they beautiful?" I coo at our son as he shows his dark green eyes. "Just like you El." I murmur still looking at our child.

"I've to go and tell the others that everything is fine. They must be worried on how I left. I will be right back and then we can go to bed." I nod and he quickly leaves then the guys walk in the nursery to look at our little prince's eyes. We talk a bit before they leave just as Elijah arrives. He's carrying a sleeping EJ whom he put on his bed and after feeding Roman, we leave.

"What will happen?" I ask as we lay on bed in each other's arms.

"About what?"

"Our sons and their positions in the pack." I elaborate and he sighs.

"Since I'm both the heir of the Kahuna pack and the clan as well, it will work out just fine. EJ is an Alpha and will be able to lead the pack someday but he is not qualified to be the clan's leader. Only a true heir, one from true mates is supposed to be clan leader. Roman fits that very fine and he will be the clan leader someday." He explains and I smile.

"Do you think EJ will hate me after he grows up for killing his mother?" El asks and I turn to look at him.

"No he will not. You didn't kill her but she was executed for the crimes she did. He will understand very well and he will never hate you." I explain to him and he slowly nods. It doesn't matter that Joyce and his friends were executed long ago and I'm sure EJ won't hate El for that.

He's my son from when I blocked him from danger and I will love him like my own. I will show and give him love of a mother that he won't even have time to miss her. I will raise him and Roman together equally with love and care. I smile and snuggle in Elijah's chest, loving the warmth there.

"Why are you smiling?"

"Nothing, I just can't wait to raise our children and watch them grow big." I say and he kisses my forehead and whispers a good night to me and I do the same.

***

"Hey love, I'm leaving. Call me immediately if anything goes wrong. I love you." El kisses my forehead and leaves.

I can't believe years have passed since the children got here. It has been rough months with Roman by going in and out of hospital frequently. But my baby is a survivor and a fighter because he made it in all the infections he faced. He can be fine but he can also get sick from nowhere.

I do my best to give EJ my attention as well so he doesn't feel missed out but loved as well. When I'm looking after EJ, El is supposed to be with Roman and vice versa. But there are also times like this that I have to be with both children especially when El is busy like today.

In the past years, they have been working on the king issue and I'm glad to say that soon, El will be crowned the first King of wolves with me beside him. Today is the last meeting before the coronation in two weeks. There are almost 400 packs that he will be ruling. The meetings are all about choosing positions like advisors, the court and many more. Some of the packs are very small which is why the number 400 doesn't give me goose bumps as it did when I first heard it.

"Dad, did father leave already?"

"Yes EJ, he was late. Where is Roman?" I ask the toddler that walks in the kitchen where I'm preparing their breakfast.

"I left him in the playroom. I wanted to talk to father before he left." I turn to him and see how sad he looks. EJ might be five and soon to be six but he looks older than that. With the alpha genes in him, they fasten his growth whereas Roman looks underage. With his problem that slowed down his aging and it doesn't help that he is an omega and the genes don't help much.

I kneel down before him and kiss his forehead assuring him that he will talk to his father once his home. I tell him to go and take Roman for breakfast.

"No running in the house EJ!" I shout to him and he says back a sorry as he goes, no longer running.

EJ had approached me about not wanting to go to school when he turns six in a number of months ahead. I couldn't make a decision on my own and told him I'll have to tell El but he insisted on doing so himself and I assume that's what he wanted his dad for.. Since Roman is still young and weak, we won't be sending him to school until he turns ten years old.

EJ wants to go to school with Roman but we don't think that is a good idea. We planned to home school Roman until he gets a bit older. Though he wants to plead to El to let him be homeschooled as well, I know it will not happen. He just has to deal with being away from his brother for a few hours of the day. I finish cooking and call them for breakfast.

"No mama, I not want that." Roman cries as I try to make him eat the porridge I prepared for him. It is necessary for him to have porridge for breakfast but lately he's been refusing to do so. I sigh and give in to what he wants which are pancakes. He gives me a big smile and he eats his food happily.

Smiling, I look at my children as they eat. They are my world just as much as is Elijah.

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