Married My Ex’s Alpha Uncle

Third Person POV

The sounds of a baby crying woke Camilla in the middle of the night. She knew it wouldn't be long before the other one woke as well. Her body was sore from hours of labor, and she was tired. Her husband, Kyle, had business tending to at the packhouse. As the Beta, Kyle often had to deal with the mess left behind by the Alpha of the Stormwind pack, which they were from. It's not that Alpha Richard was a bad Alpha; he was just dense and often made careless mistakes that Kyle had to fix.

Camilla sat up, peering around the dimmed hospital room, and sighed as she peeked into the small bassinet by her bedside. The small baby, wrapped in a pink blanket, whaled her heart out. Camilla's eyes watered, hating that her daughter was in such distress and hating that she had no idea how to fix it. She had finally gotten her to sleep a little over an hour ago after she spent hours crying before that.

She and Kyle still hadn't chosen any baby names, and she knew she would need to before she left the hospital.

Camilla wrapped the small bundle of joy in her arms and cradled her, hoping she would settle down soon.

"Baby girl, why do you keep crying?" Camilla whispered to her daughter as she rocked her back and forth. "You won't eat, you won't sleep... what more could you want?"

Camilla brought the baby girl to her lips and kissed her reddening cheek.

"You know I love you and would do anything for you. Just tell me what you want, baby," Camilla pleaded

Not before long, another whaling sound came from the second bassinet. She sighed and scooped her son into her arms, holding him just as close as she held her daughter. He was the calmer of the two and was easier to settle.

"Baby boy, your sister won't stop crying. What do I do?" Camilla asked her baby boy. He sniffled, almost already calming from his small fit.

Outside the hospital room, Camilla could hear a couple of nurses talking in the hallway. They were keeping their voices low so they didn't wake any of the patients sleeping in their rooms, but with her Beta hearing, Camilla could hear them clearly as if they were standing in the middle of her room.

"Is that baby girl crying again?" One of the nurses asked.

"Yes. She finally got to sleep an hour ago and now it seems she's awake again. I'm not sure what to do for her. She just won't stop," the other nurse said, heaving a sigh.

"The Beta female still hasn't chosen a name for them, yet?"

"Not yet," the nurse said softly. "She's due to be discharged soon, so she must choose names in the next 24 hours."

"She must be so exhausted having to deal with not one, but two babies. Twins. Such a rarity."

"It's rare; indeed, thankfully, the boy doesn't seem to be as fussy," the nurse pointed out. "At least the Beta female is in good health though. That's more than we can say about the Luna."

That caught Camilla's attention. The Luna?Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Luna Penelope was also pregnant and was going to pop any day now. Camilla had wondered if the Luna had finally given birth. She already had one daughter who had turned 2 a couple of months ago. Despite her husband sometimes being incompetent, Penelope was a

wonderful Luna and took care of the

females and children of the pack.

It was rare for wolves, especially ones of power, to get sick, so hearing that Luna Penelope was unwell was odd.

"Is she still weakening?" The nurse asked.

"Her wolf is refusing to heal her," the

other nurse answered. "I heard her arguing with the Alpha the other night and it turns out that he believes that the Luna got pregnant from an affair. He doesn't believe the baby is his and rejected her as his Luna and mate."