Ultimatum, Anaya Phoenix [classic books for 11 year olds .txt] 📗

eyes focus on micah and he closes his eyes. He’s sleeping, really? I look at alex and he smiles, a toothless gummy smile that has me giggling. Their going to have a good life, their father will love them and take care of them. I just hope that they’ll live the life I wish for them. Tears spring in my eyes but I push them back and smile down at him. His face blamks out for a minute and I hear a very faint whisper in my mind,
“mommy?” my mouth forms in an ‘o’ as I look down at him.
“Alex,baby is that you?” I ask out loud but I don’t hear anything. Maybe it’s just my mind playing tricks on me,
“Mommy’s going crazy isn’t she alex?” I ask in a soft voice and he giggles. Daddy kisses my cheek then we both look at him. He doesn’t mind the attention, he doesn’t squirm or cry he just stays still and looks back at us with confidence.
“Just like your mother” daddy mumbles and I look at him, his face is etched with pain and I look at alex. The only thing I can see in him that mom has is his nose, ears but those eyes, their mine.
“She’ll be here soon” is all I tell him then attempt to stand. Attempt being the operative word. Cora and daddy stick me to the ground,
“I don’t want you moving yet, those stitches are fresh and I don’t think Talia would like to see her alpha hurt anymore” the little girls name, that I learned after giving birth, was talia and looking over to her I could see she was jumping up and down to see what Jacob looked like. She didn’t look so upset but I stay down anyway.
“Micah, can we switch” I say to him after I see that he’s having problems holding him, the right way. He nods then walks over to me,
“Here you go” he says after he kneels down, he takes Jacob and there’s an awkward moment where he doesn’t move, he just stares at alex, still kneeling beside me. Then his body goes rigid and looks at me with hell in his eyes.
“What plan Elizabeth?” he grits out and daddy walks over to take alex out of his hands. He holds him and then his body goes rigid again too, what on earth is happening!?
“I don’t know what your talking about” I say as I clutch Jacob closer to my stomach, it’s still as sore as tender flesh but I don’t care. The pain keeps me from crying out how they knew that.
“I forbid you to do that Elizabeth Greene, do you understand?” my father says scarily calm.
“One, I don’t know what your talking about” good keep playing coy “two, even if I did know you couldn’t forbid me from doing anything, it’s my life and these are my children”
“Your not sacrificing yourself to those arrogant pixies!” Micah practically yells, my anger flares. Not only did he tell me what to do but then he calls my race a pixie?! Does he have a freaking death wish?!
“I’ll sacrifice myself to the hell I want to in order to save the lives of the people I love and nothing, not you or daddy or hell even a natural disaster could keep me from doing that!!” I yell back at him, I feel Jacob tense but instead of crying I think I hear a growl. Good at least one of my kids are on my side.
“You’d better think again!” he yells, he picks me up in a blur and I hold onto Jacob with one hand and pund on his chest with the other.
“Let me down, you big bully!!” I say and I futily kick my feet. He ignores me and takes me into the den, he puts me in our compartment and as lightly as I let him he lets me down.
“You will not get up from this bed, there will be a bedpan and a guard ight outside the opening. If you so much as think about it again I have my ways of knowing” he says then turns his back. How did he know in the first place? Is the question that knaws at me and I realize my wolf has been really quiet.
“I haven’t done anything” she says sheepishly and she almost convincingly fools me, almost.
“What did you do nina!?” I’ve named my wolf, most people don’t but in order for me to yell at her I have to call her names other than expletives.
“I did nothing, I simply talked to the boys inner pup” her voice trails
“And you told him my secret!? What possessed you to do that?!” Jacob has been awfully quiet and I look down to see that his eyes are no longer open. I lay him down, back up, on the spot next to me. Once he’s settled I continue back to her,
“I didn’t think he would be able to tell anyone, like it was just mother and son that could do that!” she yells back getting annoyed,
“No! both parents can hear their childs thoughts,” I yell back at her
“Well I didn’t know” she says then she sighs happily “well now we can live”
“But what about my mother Nina? Am I supposed to let her die, giving her false hope everyday? I can’t do that Nina, not again” I tell her then I block her off. Few wolves can do this but I can. I don’t want to hear anymore of her excuses. I close my eyes and breath, in and out in and out. This becomes the lullaby that drifts me to sleep.
I awake to the sound of steel fingernails screeching on the chalky board that is my brain. I shoot up and look around for the culprit who’s messing with my mind. I look down to see a red faced Jacob who looks up at me with snot running down his nose.
“Okay umm, are you hungry?” I say as I prepare my breasts to be fed on but he does this weird choking noise that I take for a no.
“Umm do you have gas?” I pick him up and put him over my shoulder, I pat his back and that wafts up a smell that will forever be ingrained in my mind. I put him down carefully and look at him,
“You didn’t even eat anything yet!” I hiss in a teasing maaner at him. I unwrap his blanket that surrounds him and take a look, well Cora put a diaper on him so at least the sheet’s clean. I un latch the diaper and unroll it only to push it down in disgust. Eww that’s nasty. I look around and see baby materials next to my side of the bed, where is Micah anyway? I pick up wipes, a diaper and some powder. I take the diaper off of him and wrap it as tightly as I can without getting anything on me. I wipe him thoroughly making sure to get everything, I sprinkle some powder on him and then put on his diaper. He seems to have calmed down, but when I put the diaper in the bag and move to go back to sleep he starts scratching at the insides of my brain again. He must be hungry, I pick him up and let him feed. Its not at all as painful as I thought it would be, to me it’s actually quite soothing. I realize he’s stopped drinking after a while and before I put him down I pat him on the back. I heard this prevents throwing up, he burps a healthy burp that I smile at. I put him down and we look at each other for a while. His blue eyes deeply resembles his fathers and I find myself blushing in fornt of them. That is how he finds me, blushing at one of my sons while he holds the other one.
“I changed him, and believe me I did not have fun” he says grumpily. He lays a now sleeping Alex next to a slowly falling asleep Jacob. Together me and Micah watch as he goes to sleep. Then that’s when the questions start.
“How long have you been planning it?” he asks softly, I feel his gaze on me but I settle for softly rubbing Alex’s cheek. He’s gonna grow to be handsome, just like his father,
“The night after they took her, I read the note over and over trying to find a way” I shrug but keep my eyes locked on Alex’s face and my voice velvet soft.
“And I did, the only way” I end with a nearly inaudible whisper.
“I want them to have a life, a good one, and if it means I have to give up mine. So be it, my father and my mother deserve each other. They gave up their lives, everything they knew for me,” tears well up in my “I know it will hurt at first but you’ll teach them that sometimes the right thing hurts you. You have to teach them that Miach” I tell him. I still don’t look up afraid of what I’ll find instead I move to Jacobs face. He will look more like me and mom, he’ll remind Micah the most.
“When I’m gone please don’t take it out on them, they didn’t mean to be born” I say quietly,
“You’re not leaving, I don’t know what kind of sick plan you’ve devised, but your not leaving me” his voice is thick with emotion and I look up to see tears pooling in his eyes.
“Not when I just got you back , you are not leaving me” his voice get’s thicker and thicker until he sinks to the bed and puts his head in my lap. He knows nothing can change my mind, it’s just only a matter of when I’m leaving. I stroke his hair softly,
“You have to be strong for them, tell them about me every night” I kiss his forehead lightly through my own tears “And tell them all the stories I would tell the kids”.
“Please don’t leave me, we can have more children, we can always have more children,” he pleads
“But at what cost, the cost of the lives of these two angels? They never asked to be born into a world like this Micah” I scold him softly. His black hair has grown to his hair and I weave my fingers through it,
“Please don’t take it out on them, please love them and tell my mother I wanted this” I tell him. He whimpers and begs me not to leave him until he falls asleep restfully with his head in my lap and tears streaming down his face, and not long after I fall asleep too.
I awake to the sound of coo-ing and giggling and my eyes snap open and I see 3 pairs of eyes on mine. 2 blue and one green, the giggling gets louder and Micah chuckles.
“The pack has been trying to see them all morning but I told them to wait for you”
he said, I see in his eyes that our talk from last night is not finished. I send him a silent plea then I pick up Alex,
“Hey my sweet baby boy” he’s gotten heavier, but that’s expected. The shifter and the sprite blood mixed inside him kicks up his growing rate. He looks like a healthy 3 month old baby now, so does Jacob.
“It’s amazing to watch them grow like that, it’ll stop when they get 5” Micah says looking at my espression. I smile sadly, when they get 5, I’ll be long gone by then and I’ll just be a memory. I kiss his