Chapter 62

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I looked up as Hades walked in, I frowned at how pale he was. He's been like this ever since the nightmare last night.
"Are you okay?" I asked softly.
He looked up and smiled before crawling into the bed.
"Yeah, just tired." He mumbled.
I leaned down and kissed his temple before talking again.
"The doctor said the babies will probably end up being premature, but the due date is October 16th."
"Next October? Are you sure?"
I chuckled, "Nine months, Hades."
"Oh, right."
"So, what if they're boys? What would we name them?" I asked softly, running my fingers through his hair.
He sat up and pursed his lips, "I like the name Isaac for one."
I nodded, "I like that name, how about...Lucas for the second?"
"That sounds good, oh and Aaron for the third. That was my dad's name."
I smiled, "And if they're girls?"
"Celina for one." He stated firmly.
I nodded and chuckled a bit, "Okay, the second could be Quinn?"
"That sounds good, for the third..."
"Ivy, that's the name of an Elder from my old pack who used to comfort me when I was younger. She died two years ago."

He nodded, "I like those."
I grinned and rested my head on his chest. We sat together for a little while, planning the babies' room, planning on a larger car, and baby proofing many things. There was so much more, but I was falling asleep after an hour. Hades kissed my head then left me to rest, stating that he had to train the pack in thirty minutes.
When I woke up again the first thing that came to mind was that I was hungry. I slowly climbed out of bed and wrapped my robe around me. I then opened the bedroom door and left.
I searched through the cabinets, frowning when I didn't see anything I liked. Doesn't anyone go grocery shopping in this pack?
"What are you doing?"
I spun around to see a girl staring at me. She walked over and grabbed a water bottle from the fridge before sitting on the counter top. She looked at me, raising an eyebrow.
"Oh, I'm Hades' mate." I replied, starting to feel somewhat awkward.
She choked on her water before grinning. "My cousin finally has a woman in his life!? Awesome!" She beamed.
She then grabbed my hand and shook it, "Name is Emma, Hades younger cousin." She said, still smiling.
I smiled before pulling my hand back before she shakes it off.
"It's nice to meet you." I replied.
"So, you're the Luna of his pack?"
"Yeah."
"Cool, they need a Luna around here. Someone to not give two shits and knock some sense into their heads. Though, I heard of Hades making some speech and killing two pack members."
I gaped at her, "What?"
"Yeah, the first one challenged him for the title. Fight to the death, Hades snapped his neck.
Then the dude's brother attacked him in his office and Hades killed him. He would have been sentenced to death anyway, with all the things he had done." She rambled.
I bit my lip, "Well-

"Emma? What are you doing here?"
We both looked over to see Hades walking in. Confusion danced in his eyes as he walked over. He kissed me before grabbing a cup.
"Did you run away again?" He asked.
Emma sighed, "Not this time, Kelli literally dropped me off and told me to stay here. They don't want me back."
Hades gave her a sorrowful look as he leaned against the counter.
He took a sip of his water before slowly nodding.
"Your step-mom is a bitch."
Emma let out a bemused laugh, "Ya think?"
"Well, you know where your room is. Did she let you pack your things?"
"I have a small bag, that's the only clothes I have. They gave everything else away." Emma sighed.

I frowned, "Where's your real mom?"
"She left my father for her real mate. I know my father loved her, but Kelli was his true mate and David is my mom's and...well..."
"I see, so your father isn't bothering to scold Kelli for any of this? I mean, she's not your mother. Maybe by marriage, but not by how she cares for you. She treats you like garbage from what I've heard so far."
"She hates my guts, the worst thing is, she used to be my guidance counselor in school. We used to be really close until she wanted all of my father's attention." She explained.
"Well, you're here now, so no need to dwell on it." I grinned.

For the rest of the day I decided to hangout with Emma. We figured out we actually have a lot in common, and she freaked when she saw I was pregnant. Something about being an aunt."
I smiled at her excitement and even asked her to help Hades and I with their room. Of course she immediately decided on a color and design. Which I loved, now to get Hades to approve.
I walked into his office to see him doing paperwork. I ignored the butterflies in my stomach at how hot he looked with messy hair and glasses.
When the door clicked shut he snapped his head up. He smiled when he saw it was me and put his pen down. He took his glasses off as I sat on his lap.
"How was your day with Emma?" He asked, kissing me.
I smiled, "It was great! We even came up with a room design for the babies, but we want your approval."
"Emma wanting my approval of something?" He laughed. "Okay."
I rolled my eyes, "Okay, it's more me wanting approval, but seriously! Look at it!"
He studied the picture and what we would get before nodding.
"I like it, let me guess, Emma designed it?"
I nodded, "She's really good."
"Yeah, she's going into the designing career."
"Oh, it suits her."
"Thanks for hanging out with her today, I think she needed that."
I grinned and kissed him, "Welcome, it was great."

We sat there for a few minutes until both our stomachs growled. We laughed and got up to grab dinner when Hades yelped. I frowned and turned to see what was wrong when I saw his wrist.
I gasped and gently grabbed it. It was swollen with a nasty black and blue bruise on it.
"Hades, did you break your wrist?" I gasped, observing it more.
He swallowed thickly, "Yes."
"You need to go to the infirmary! You can't just let it sit like this or it will heal wrong." I scolded, dragging him out of the office.
He struggled to stop me, but with one glare he stopped. When we reached the infirmary I quickly explained what was wrong and sat down.
Hades sat beside me with a sullen look on his face.
"Oh, stop pouting. We can leave, if you want a messed up wrist for the rest of your life." I chirped, challenging him.
He flashed me a scowl, but didn't say a word. I smiled to myself, knowing I won this battle.

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