Omega’s Future

1

Ethan

I slowly get up out of the bed, swinging my legs over the side. Max is right next to me, holding out his arms in case I stumble. I grab onto him as a precaution, but when I get off the bed it isn’t too bad, definitely better than previous days.

I stand still, slowly getting myself upright fully. Even though it has been a week since Levi was born, the wound from the c-section is still tender and taking pain medication takes the edge off, but it doesn’t make the wound go away.

Dad comes in pushing a pram and Elias follows him, pushing a wheelchair.

It’s release day, today I’ll finally be allowed to leave the hospital, finally.

I make my way over to the other side of the bed and pick up Levi, the little man’s blue eyes immediately focusing on me. “Are you ready to go home? Sleep in your own bed?” I kiss his head. “I am.”

Levi moves his hands over his head and pulls a face.

I smile and Max comes up behind me. “Is he dressed to go outside? Are his clothes warm enough?” He hovers and with one look from me, he steps away again.

“He just needs his jacket and his hat.” I look around for them but Max holds them out. “If you want to, you can put them on yourself.” I put Levi on the bed and step to the side so that Max has more space.

Max carefully pulls on Levi’s jacket, though he is getting a lot more comfortable with dressing Levi. Then he puts the wolf hat on him and the little man is warm enough to get outside. It’s adorable to see the big being so careful with such a little baby. Makes him seem different, not as imposing, very caring.

In the week since I gave birth the temperature dropped a lot and it was now really getting cold enough to be autumn.

Max picks Levi up and puts him in the pram then he turns to me. “You want me to put you in the wheelchair too?”

I swat at him as I pass him. “No, I’m good. I still think that I can walk to the car, you don’t need to be that worried about me.”

Dad grabs the handles of the wheelchair. “Of course we’re worried. We’re supposed to.”

I turn to Elias. “Help?”

He shakes his head, smiling. “I agree with them. You’re my— an Alpha’s mate, everyone will worry over you until you’re well.” He turns around, grabbing my bag and some other items, but I still see the back of his neck colour. What happened there? What was he about to say?

But Dad starts pushing the wheelchair like nothing went on. In the hallway, Max pushes the stroller next to us and Elias follows us with the bags.

We must look like one interesting group of people…

As soon as we reach the elevator, Max hits the button. “There is a car waiting for us downstairs. I’ll be driving with Ethan and Levi in that one. Elias, can you drive the other car home?”

Elias nods.

Dad speaks up too. “I’m driving with Elias too.” There is something in the tone of his voice that makes me look up, but he only looks at Elias.

Elias looks away from us. I was obviously not the only one who heard the unfinished sentence Elias was about to speak.

I reach out and put my hand on his arm, right as the doors to the elevator open.

“Okay. Let’s do this. As soon as we’re downstairs there will be media all over the place.” Max shakes his head. “They’ve been camping outside our house all week and a couple of them around here too. We should be able to get to the car without much trouble, but we might get hold up anyway. Don’t let them distract you.”

“Distract?” Dad doesn’t sound convinced.

“If you get pulled into an interview, they won’t let you go any time soon.” Max grimaces.

“Ah. I guess you’ve gotten used to this by now?” Dad puts his hand on my shoulder.

“Somewhat.” I let out a sigh. “It’s annoying though.”

The elevator stops and with a ding the doors open. I see the media reporters all over the place and I put on my bravest smile. They won’t catch me looking bad, not now, not ever.

From the sides, some bodyguards show up. Max did think of everything, because bodyguards, why not?

We make our way to the car without that much trouble, only a couple of reporters tried to make their way too close to us, but nothing that some glaring from Max and the bodyguards wouldn’t fix.

I carefully stand up and slide into the car. In the middle of the back seat, there is now a baby seat. Great…

Max hands me Levi and I make him comfortable in the seat as Max makes his way around to the other side. When we’re both in the car, it starts to drive off. I look back for a moment.

Dad and Elias are still standing there, waiting for us to leave before they make their way to the other car. We’ll see them when we get home.

I focus back on Levi and then reach out to Max, who takes my hand.

“Home, finally you two are coming home.” Max smiles.

“Did you miss us?” I laugh, but it falters slightly when I see the look Max gives me. It’s somewhere between happiness but also sadness. “What?”

“It’s not the same without you there. I don’t want to have to be without you again.” He lets out a sigh. “Maybe it’s just the lack of sleep and the stress of taking Levi home that is talking…” But I can see the truth in his eyes and his posture. He missed me on a level that is hard to express. I missed him too, much more than I’d like to think about.

The first two nights Max spend with us at the hospital, but after that, he had to go back to work and while he would be over as much as possible, he slept at home most of the time.

I’ve gotten so used to having Max at my side, around me, that sleeping alone was strange and uncomfortable, even with a body that hurt on all sides.

“Hey.” Max rubs his thumb over my hand. “When we get home we can get you into something comfortable, and I’ve got a surprise for you.” I don’t trust the glean in his eyes, there is something definitely sexual in it.

Levi makes a sound and we both laugh.

“Yeah, yeah. No sappy things around the baby.” I touch Levi’s cheek, his skin so soft and his puffy cheeks so adorable.

“Hmm, he’ll have to get used to it. I don’t think I can stop.” Max sticks out his tongue to me.

I don’t know, I think he can stop, he just doesn’t want to. But I keep that to myself, because I like that side of him. That pervy and at the same time very loving side.