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Story: Three Mates & A Tribrid
It's been a few days since I last spoke to my mother.
Well, if you can even call her that. She hasn't made another appearance since she confessed everything to me and honestly, I don't know how to feel about all of it.
I couldn't get the image of Jackson being decapitated by my own knife out of my head.
The same knife he came to warn me about.
He knew that they had it in their possession and unfortunately, it was confirmed in the most gruesome way.
I wasn't even scared of dying at this point. Hell, I would welcome it. The only reason I have for living now is for six other people. My babies and my mates. I felt tears fill up my eyes as I tried to picture how good of dads my guys would be.
Everett would be the fun dad who likes to give piggyback rides and run through the woods.
Atticus would be the nurturing dad who would fix dinner for the kids and braid our daughter's hair.
And Axel would be the tough dad but the one who would risk his life for our children.
He would teach them how to play sports and how to drive a car.
I couldn't contain the smile that spread across my face at the thought.
I touched my belly, trying to feel if the babies were in there.
Although supernaturals pregnancies aren't as long, it's only been a couple of months and I'm showing only slightly.
I was just hoping and praying that I could escape before the babies are born.
I want to be with my guys when I have them and not in this concrete box that I now call home. Oh, excuse me. Prison.
I was shaken from my thoughts as the door to my room opened and Damon strolled in. I inwardly sighed. I luckily haven't seen him in a while and I was thankful for that. It was still hard to look at him and not feel hurt or betrayed.
"How are you feeling?" Damon asked with a smile on his face as he brought my plate of food in.
I glared openly at him. "Do you mean, how am I feeling knowing my mom is the reason that I'm trapped here?"
He sighed, setting my plate down on the floor beside my cot. "I didn't know she was your mom. Not until you had escaped the first time."
I shook my head. "So she's the one who told you to take advantage of me," I said, piecing all of the information together.
He nodded his head while grimacing. "I am really sorry about everything. I know you don't deserve it," He said, looking at me with emotion in his eyes.
I decided to play into that emotion. "Then let me out, Damon," I pleaded with him.
He stood up abruptly. "I can't do that. You caused me to be on probation last time you escaped. And plus, why would I want to do that? So you can go off and live happily ever after with your mates?" He said, seething with anger.
I wanted to say, "Duh, that was the plan" but I held my thoughts inside my head. "Well, what do you think will happen, Damon? They'll come for me eventually."
"No, they won't. You don't realize it but we've been magically transported to a different location.
Do you think we'd be that stupid to stay at the same place where you escaped last time?
I know dreamscapes exist, Ruby." My eyes widened.
Oh, no. I told Atticus where I was, but I guess I was never really there.
They change the council headquarters to match different exteriors. No wonder the guys never came for me.
"What's going to happen to me when they take my babies away?" I whispered.
He gave me a sad look before smiling brightly. "Well, I made a deal with your mother that if I brought you back, then she would let you stay with me forever." I froze at his words. No. That might have been something that I wanted years ago but not anymore. I have mates out there.
I looked up and shook with anger. "Over my dead fucking body."
He took a step forward, grabbing my chin. "Don't forget, Ruby. That can be arranged."
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I was currently laying down on the cold metal table getting my weekly check-up by the same middle-aged woman who did it every time. And let me tell you, I hate her fucking guts.
"Don't forget, you need to be taking prenatal vitamins and drinking a good amount of fluids, as well as, a well-balanced meal," She said as she wrote something down on her chart.
I growled at her. Yup, my pregnancy hormones were all kinds of trouble.
"Yeah, sure. Let me just head over to the local target a few doors down.
Oh! While I'm at it, I'll make sure to tell my private chef to ease up on the salt next time.
Where the fuck do you think I'm going to get all of that shit from?
!" Yeah, I was not to be tested with lately.
She looked at me unamused. "I'll make sure they get some for you." Geez, thank you. "You need to quit acting so terrible to everyone, they're doing a lot for you." And there it is. See why I hate her?
I sighed in defeat. There's no point arguing with ignorant people. She inserted an IV into my arm as she walked out of the room. I don't even know what half of this stuff is that they do to me, but what else was I supposed to do?
I looked down at my wrists that were still bound by the silver, anti-magic chains. The silver didn't hurt any longer since I became numb to them after the first couple of days. Luckily, the babies wouldn't be affected by it either.
The one thing I missed most was the bond I had with my mates. It was still there of course. But I couldn't reach it any longer due to the chains. I longed for the day when I could take them off and finally be able to breathe my magic in as I let myself shift into my wolf.
I sat up, swinging my legs off the table and dangling them.
I tapped my nails on the metal table as I hummed a song under my breath.
The only sounds in the room were my tapping and the beeps of the machine I was hooked up to.
Occasionally I would hear the drip of the IV bag but mostly, it was quiet.
I could faintly hear the sounds of footsteps down the hallway but that wasn't anything out of the blue. There were a lot of workers here. I heard the person get closer and closer to my door as I shifted uncomfortably. This felt different somehow.
I was thrown from my thoughts as the door opened and out walked a tall man with a lab coat and face mask on. I tensed up at the huge figure until I caught sight of his eyes.
"Ax?" I asked, my voice coming out shaky and quiet. He quickly pulled his mask off as he grabbed me into a huge hug.
"Princess," He said as he rubbed my hair and kissed my lips in a long-awaited kiss. "Fuck! Fuck, I missed you so much." I could see tears begin to fall down his cheeks as he held me close to his chest again.
"I missed you too. How-How are you here?" I asked in confusion. I mean, he literally just walked right into here. That seemed sort of weird to me.
He shook his head. "We've been planning everything for a long time."
My eyes widened. "Where are Atticus and Everett? Are they okay? Why aren't they here?" I asked so fast, Axel didn't even have time to respond to the questions.
He laughed as he leaned in and kissed me again. "They're fine, baby. They're just putting the next steps into motion." He looked down and glared at the chains around my wrist as if they personally offended him. "Now, let's get these off of you."
It didn't take much as he used his bare hands to rip the chains clean off.
That's alpha strength for you. I felt my skin breathe for the first time in months.
My skin, slowly knitting itself back together from the months of being tortured by silver.
My magic hummed inside of me, begging me to use it and destroy the council.
I pushed my angry hormonal thoughts away as I tried to focus on the current task at hand.
Oh, shit. I'm pregnant, and the guys don't know.
I looked up at Axel as he began pulling the IV and machines out from my skin.
I couldn't tell him right now, especially since we were about to make our big escape.
He definitely wouldn't be able to notice either, not with my oversized gown given to me by the nurse.
"What the hell did they do to you, Princess?" He whispered as he pulled the final needle out of my skin as he looked down at my raw wrists.
I shook my head as I pulled Axel in for a hug. "Nothing that I couldn't survive. I'm just happy you guys came for me," I said, smiling at him.
He smiled back as he pushed my hair behind my ear. "Of course we would. We would never leave you. We've been worried sick about you for months."
I felt butterflies erupt in my stomach...or maybe that was the babies. Either way, I was just happy to know that I had my guys back. Well, not yet exactly.
"So, you said you guys had a plan?" I asked.
He glanced down at his watch that beeped. He looked at me as he smirked. "Yup," He said before I heard an explosion go off.