Chapter 499
499–I Lost All Because Of My Craziness
Kaylee:
Then I could no longer fake it.
“Daddy! Daddy!” I tried to scream at the top of my lungs, feeling as if the world had collapsed around me.
It probably had.
The pain was unbearable.
I could not even bend down anymore. My belly felt so hard that it did not feel human.
Tears streamed down my face as I placed a hand over my stomach and dragged myself toward the door to get my father’s attention.
The entire time, I thought I was screaming as loudly as I could.
In reality, my voice barely came out above a whisper.
That was how much pain I was in.
Once I reached the doorway, my hands started to shake. My entire body trembled, and my lips felt dry.
Small whimpers escaped my mouth as I began to fold in on myself.
Through my blurred vision, I saw Graham sitting with my father, both smiling as they waited for breakfast.
“Oh, there she is. Kaylee, look, your husband came to surprise you with breakfast,” my father said as he turned, then did a
double take.
Graham lifted his eyes and stared at me, a frown forming on his forehead.
“I’m not feeling well,” I said in a trembling voice.
Before I could collapse, Graham rushed toward me at the speed of his alpha wolf and caught me.
“Oh no, we need to take her to the hospital,” my father called out, sensing something was wrong.
“She’s giving birth to my children,” Graham exclaimed happily, unaware of the pain I was in and how dangerous it could be.
Maybe it was premature labor. Maybe Graham was right.
He carried me in his arms and rushed out of the house.
Within minutes, I was in his car on the way to the hospital.
He held my hand tightly.
“Don’t worry, you’re fine. It’s just a natural process,” Graham said, rubbing my arm.
“But it’s too early,” I whispered, my breath catching in my throat.
“Maybe it’s premature labor. You’re giving birth to an alpha’s children. They must be strong even at eight months,” Graham replied happily, squeezing my hand.
I rested my head against his chest, even though all I wanted to do was scream and claw at something.
That was how much pain I was in.
“You know what,” Graham continued, his voice only adding to my suffering. “You will meet our children soon. Today is the day. You will be completely fine.”
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His confidence gave me hope, but it also made me uneasy.
He had been saying strange things lately, acting as if he controlled everyone’s fate, almost as if he believed himself as powerful as the moon goddess. (1)
As another wave of pain jolted through my body, I felt like I was going to pass out.
“Come on, relax. Stay with me. We are almost there,” Graham said.
My body started to go limp.
I could no longer control it.
It felt as if I were falling into a deep abyss, and the pain was not easing.
When they rushed me into the hospital, my eyes began to close against my will.
All I could hear was the doctors shouting around me, and then a nurse saying they needed to perform a C–section immediately. They moved me quickly into the room.
Bright lights burned above me as they wheeled me into the operating room. Everything smelled sterile. Voices overlapped around me.
“Blood pressure dropping,” someone said.
“Prep her now,” another voice ordered.
“Where are the fetal heart tones?” a doctor asked.
I tried to turn my head, but someone gently held it still.
“Stay with us,” the doctor said firmly.
Something cold spread across my lower body. Hands moved over me as fabric shifted around.
I felt tugging and pressure, but no sharp pain.
Still, I was shaking.
“Scalpel,” I heard.
I did not feel anything cutting through me. I only felt heavy pulling.
My body rocked with the force of it.
“Come on. Almost there,” the doctor urged.
My ears rang, but I kept trying to listen.
There were moments when I wanted to hear cries.
But there was only silence.
More pulling. Just pressure.
It continued.
My body felt as if it did not belong to me anymore. It felt far away, out of my reach.
When I heard the doctors say the children were out, I focused on one thing.
There were no cries.
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No newborn cries that sound like music to a mother’s ears. No reassurance that the pain had been worth it. No proof that my babies were healthy.
I tried to lift my head, but I was too weak.
Then I heard a faint voice.
“Time of death.” 1
I could not hear the rest.
My heart pounded in my ears.
I wanted to ask something. I wanted to say their names, to call Graham and ask what they were talking about.
I wanted to touch my babies. I wanted to hold them.
My eyes drifted to the side, and I saw a small shape being carried past me.
Too still.
No sound.
Then darkness pulled me under.
Alexis Dee Author
For those who are upset, you have not seen Baxter’s body, have you?
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