Chapter 9

  Sick and Tired

  Dianna: I have been feeling nauseated and sleepy lately. I never felt this way before in my life. I'm a Ware Nymph hybrid. We don't get sick. Jackson comes in to check on me from time to time. I know he is busy with the Pack- Hive- Coven business. Being an alpha to a lot of different supernaturals who all have different needs plus running the family corporation is very stressful. I don't want to add to his stress, so I tell him I'm fine and get out of bed soon. Not an actual lie. As soon as I know he's back in the office, I will get up, only because I need to hug the toilet, I now call John.

  I wait a few minutes and carefully get up and have a horrible conversation with John. I brush my teeth and rinse my mouth for what feels like the hundredth time today. Jackson runs back in the room. Crap! He doesn't say anything. He doesn't need too. We have been mates since we were thirteen and had our matting ceremony when we turned 16. 4 months later we were expecting our first child. 26 years living with someone, you know what they are thinking. I just let him help me back to bed and know not to argue. I normally would protest and throw something at him. I don't have the energy. I will lay here and wait for the doctor, our son Louis who I know Jack linked. Jackson may be a vampire fae hybrid and my parents may had tried to make us reject each other but I knew I would never find a better mate even if I did get a second chance mate. He is the best mate, farther, alpha and boss in the world. In that order too. He always put myself and all four kids first. Then it's the pack because they are extended family and then the company. Yes it is our how we make our fortune but family comes first then money.

  Somehow I fell asleep. I wake up with the nurse drawing blood. Lou gives me a kiss on my head and says he will be back as soon as he gets the lab reports back. I sigh a heavy sigh and hopefully my face to face conversations with John will end soon. He is a horrible hugger but always there when you need him although he is horrible to hug. I have been sipping water so I don't dry heave, I learned how miserable that is yesterday when I didn't didn't drink a drop of liquid. Forget food. That isn't happening.

  Lou finally comes back about an hour later with Jackson. The looks on their faces are one of concern and shock. This can't be good.

  Lou tells me he's taking me to the hospital to run more tests. He needs to do a Sonogram and Ultrasound. WAIT! WHAT? What is going on? With the most serious expression that I only seen with our oldest, Maurice. He tells me I'm pregnant. Jackson stands there smiling like a kid in an all you can eat candy store.

  How did this happen? I mean yes, I know how, but what will the other kids think, how will they feel? How will Nick feel? He's been the baby for 15 years. He will be 16 when this baby comes. Jackson, why did you do this to me again? We agreed no more children, not that they won't be loved and very well taken care of, but we agreed, no more kids. We could finally have our dream, honestly my dream, vacation where we didn't have kids with us. You know the ones I planned to go wine tasting, bar hopping, and romantic dinners together. Not hot dogs, hamburgers and Gods forbid pizza and another amusement park. I link him. He just stands there with that same stupid smirk on his handsome face. If his eyes weren't so beautiful I would pluck them out, if lips weren't so kissable I would rip them off. If I didn't enjoy our bedroom time together, and the things he does to me, his manhood would be cut off, fried and force feed it to him.

  I'm pregnant, not dying. I feel like death warmed over twice and heated back up until burnt. Why am I so sick this time? Four children and never once was I sick. Why this time? I guess I will get the answer as soon as I get to the hospital.

  Jackson still has that same insanely hot but stupid grin on his face as he drives me to get these tests. I just want to rip his head off and kick it to the moon right now and he knows it!

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  Of course my loving son wouldn't leave his dear ol’ mom to have these tests done peacefully. He is standing over the poor woman's shoulder scrutinizing her every move and making her so nervous she is visibly shaking. Does he care? Not one once of give a damn is in him, since his its his mom on this cold, hard table with her wishing this was over, and truth be told it could had been over with in 20 minutes instead of 3 long, needing to vomit again hours, if wasn't scaring this young lady half to death. Through isn't the word for this devious second son of mine. He was made to torture people. I will admit I would rather be in an Iron Maiden.

  I look at Jackson still with that same look. Damn him!

  What did Louis just say? Twins! Twins, as in two! He's explaining that it is common for my kind to get sick when pregnant with TWINS! DEAR GODS, HELP ME! PLEASE!

  After another round of calling Jackson every name in the book and some not even knowledgeable to man, Lou explains the safe herbs he is prescribing to me so I can finally eat. Jackson then picks me up and carries me. Despite my heavy protest, he reminds me I'm pregnant with twins, I calm down and let him carry me out. He has done this same action every time we found out I was pregnant. When we get to the car, he opens the door and sets me down very gently, as he is grabs for the seat belt, he kisses me with more passion than I ever felt, I don't want him to pull away but he does, then as he is snapping the belt in place he kisses my stomach twice.

  We pick up the prescriptions Louis sent in, and go home.

  Back at home, Jack carries me to the bedroom and put me back to bed. He leaves and comes back with a fresh glass of ice water and the liquid drops that are supposed to stop me from throwing my guts up. I open my mouth while Jack gives me the proper dose. I thought this was supposed to stop vomiting, not induce it. I tell him as I make a horrible face and shiver causing goose bumps to pop up. Of course he just laughs and gives me a kiss on my head before saying, you need to rest, link me if you need anything. I give him a kiss on his cheek and tell him a sincere thank you, before closing my eyes.

  I'm woken up this time not by the need to run and see John but by the sound of my stomach growling ferociously. I'm starving, 3 or 5 days maybe longer, ( I don't really know how long it has been, I didn't bother counting days) but going without food isn't good for me or the babies. It's dinner time. I link Jack to let him know I'm awake and hungry. He asked me what I'm craving. I tell him, a chef salad with the juiciest steak. He laughs and says he will cook it and bring it to me. Honestly he is best regardless of him wrecking my dream vacation by impregnating me, with twins no less. When he messes something up, he does it in a huge way. At my expense this time. I say to myself with a chuckle.

  While waiting for Jack to cook my food. I start to think back on when we met. We were 13 and it was the first day of school. No one knows my background as the Lycan princess. I ran into Jack in the hall, literally ran into him and the impact was so hard, it knocked me on my ass. From that day forward it was him and I against not the world but my parents. I knew of their devious ways and what they did to try to so call prove Jack was no good. What they did to me was worse. Not only did they have me followed and Jack investigated, they sent naked women to his house. One night they sent a man to my room. I woke up with him on top of me. I fought him off and jumped out the window and ran. I ran all the way to the school and waited by the gate until it opened. I saw Jack and ran to him crying. I asked him if he knew of a place I could stay until we graduated and had our ceremony. He called his name right in front of me, after the call ended, he told me I was to come home with him after school. I moved in with him and family that day. His house looked like a regular house on the outside, but once you step in, it is a palace. Justina took my shopping since I can with only the clothes on my back. She became my mom right then. She has been there for me through everything. She was even there for me when I started my period. If Jack and I have arguments. I call her if I need someone to back me up on whatever stupid shit her son is doing.

  My parents thought the man did his job and I ran away because of the shame. That didn't know that the man they hired to rape me, never touched me. I'm sure he got paid a hefty sum before and after. I never spoke to my parents again until after Maurice was born. Even though they are good grandparents to our children, I still keep little to no contact with them. They are shady as hell and it's best to keep them out of arms reach.

  I never told Jack or his parents what happened that night. I'm sure Queen Justina would have killed them both for their dirty deed they tried to pull off with King Vlad just standing at the side-line cheering her on.