Fated (To Be Yours) by Anaya Phoenix (ebook reader wifi .txt) 📖

She screeched at the lady, who stood there stunned at her blatant language. The truth was, Molly just didn’t care anymore. She’d had enough pain, and hurting.
“R-right away miss.” The girl stuttered and the waiting room was quiet, except for the few beeps and floor cuffs made here and there. Men came in with a wheelchair and Molly sat down in it ungraciously, her legs open and her dress sidling up to her mid thigh.
“Please give me medication, some form of sweet release. Please, anything. I don’t care if it’s Tylenol.” She said repeatedly as they wheeled her away. He smiled at the triage nurse as he passed and made his way to Molly. She looked up at him with foggy eyes and an iv in her arm.
“Hey Tommy bear, look what the nice men gave me on my way to the room.” She said, her speech slurred and her smile wide and happy.
“What’d you give her?” He asked, looking up at them as they walked to the maternity ward.
“Something to make her pain go away, hopefully it made all the pain go away. Depends on how tolerate she is.” One of the men asked as a women came up to him with a clipboard and a pen.
“I take it you’re her husband?” She asked, her head not looking up from the clipboard. We’re more than that, his wolf snarled but Thomas rolled his eyes.
“Yes.” She nodded and gave him the clipboard.
“Here you go. I doubt she’s stable enough to sign anything. Just sign her name here, here, and here.” She said pointing to parts where she marked ‘x’. she walked over to a wrack in the hallway, stacked with paper robes.
“When she goes for the birthing, in order to be there for her, you gotta put these on. The waiting are is over there, for my family of course. There’s a vending machine there and more seats if more people want to wait with her in there. There’s a maximum of five people in there, including her. That’s basically it. Any questions, no? Good.” She said and huffed toward the waiting area. Temperamental much? His wolf asked him and he chuckled.
“Hell yeah.” He said, before stepping into the room.


The drugs felt so good to her burning system. They made her speech slurred, sure, and they made her vision a little wompy, yeah, but she’d never felt so good. They sat her in the giant white bed and gave her a white robe.
“When your husband comes in, he can help you with this.” One of the men said then they rushed off. Thomas walked in with blue robes and a half smile.
“Ready to deliver a baby, baby?” he asked and she giggled.
“You’re so funny, that’s why I love you. Can you help me put these on?” she said, lifting the white robe and showing it to him. he smiled and walked over to her.
“I would love to.” He said, then he slowly helped her take off her dress, bra and underwear. He put her in the robe and settled her back into the bed and put the sheet over her belly. The boys came back in with a doctor and a bag of liquid.
“Hello there, Mrs. Green. I’m Veronica Mars, the doctor that’s going to be… assisting you through this. When did the contractions start?” She said, walking over to the couple. She pulled on her stethoscope and put it to Molly’s belly. They could hear the bump of Rosa’s heart beating through the thin metal and they smiled.
“Uh. Contractions? You mean, the painful thins right?” Molly asked, her mind completely fogged up, her wolf fighting to see through it.
“Yes, Mrs. Green. The pain.” The doctor said with a smile and Thomas sucked on his lips to keep from laughing.
“Sorry, my brain’s a little fogged up right now. You can call me Molly, or awesomeness. It really is up to you. And it started, probably 15 minutes ago. They’ve been getting a whole lot more painful, a whole lot quicker. I quite frankly don’t like it, what did I ever do to this little girl to make her dislike me so much. But, eh, who can complain. That’s how the cookie crumbles, unfortunately.” She took a deep breath but Thomas latched his h and over her mouth.
“Jesus Christ Molly, she only asked one question!” He said exasperatedly and she shrugged her shoulders then looked to the doctor who s=was smiling from ear to ear.
“Well it sounds like she’s very close to coming. I’ll have the assistants bring you some ice chips, some more chairs and a couple more pillows. Sound good?” The doctor asked and Molly smiled and pried Thomas’ hand off her mouth.
“Doc, that sounds heavenly.”


He was sitting down when they all came in. Loud, obnoxious, and extremely happy. They brought in pink balloons, ginormous teddy bears and get well soon cards. Only one person actually caught his and Mollys’ attention. Samantha, with her tiny hands, brought in a small jar of pickles.
“Sally said you liked them, and you would be stressed out. I brought this for you, so you’re not so stressed anymore.” She gave the small jar to Molly and that’s when all hell broke lose. Molly picked the small child up and cradled her to herself, crying and sobbing about how nobody but Samantha cared enough about her. Which was completely crazy, here they all were giving her comfort. Soon, the emotion resided and she ate the pickles, laughing with the pack. Until some device that they had hooked up to her started to make lines like crazy. The doctor came in and looked at the chart then at them.
“It’s time.” Those two little words sent Mollys’ heart into a turbine and made Thomas’ heart stop. E wasn’t ready to be a father, he probably wouldn’t even be a good one. His father was, and his father’s father was. But maybe it skipped a generation. They asked the pack to go wait in the waiting area, and they complied like good little humans, and as they left they gave Molly a kiss on the forehead and a pat on the belly. For good luck and love through the procedure. The doctor pulled holsters from the side of the bed and guided Mollys’ feet in them.
“I don’t think I’m ready for this.” Molly whispered nervously to Thomas. He just smiled down at her and kissed her lips softly.
“You’ll do great, and I’ll be here with you. Right by your side, through it all.” He said and grabbed her hand in his. She gave it a tight squeeze and took a deep breath. The doctor leaned over Molly and squeezed something in the pouch of liquid that was attached to her.
“It’s some morphine, helps with the pain.” The doctor said kindly and pulled a stool closer to her. Thomas put on his blue robe, all the while managing to keep hold of Mollys’ hand.
“You ready to give birth?” She asked as she pinched on her gloves.
“Doc, I don’t think I’ll ever be ready. We might as well get it over with.” She said shakily and the doctor smiled sympathetically. The boys came back with a silver tray full of equipment and Thomas gulped. He didn’t like the sight of blood, or the smell of it. It didn’t even taste all that good either. He thought he was the worlds first squirmy wolf. The doctor put on a paper mask and then got to work.


Everything was numb, she could barely feel the doctors hands down there and she was glad for it. It felt weird to have another person look at her down there, that spot was usually reserved for Thomas. It was strange to have another person down there.
“You’re fully dilated, this baby is ready to come out, so it would seem.” The doctor said and chuckled. She looked up at Molly and raised her eyebrows softly.
“Ok, Molly. I’m going to need you to push as if you’re going to the bathroom, Ok? I need you to push like that for ten seconds, then you can relax. Can you do that for me?” she asked and Molly nodded eagerly.
“Ok, one two three. Go.” The doctor said softly and Molly started, it hurt like hell. It felt like all of her tissues were being broken, then fixed, only to be broken again. she clutched Thomas’s hand as if it were her life line and pushed.
“You’re doing great baby.” Thomas whispered to her and she grunted. A sweat had popped on her forehead and she didn’t like being sweaty, in pain, and coddled. One of them had to go.
“Thomas please stop talking to me, before I kill you for putting me in this predicament in the first place.” She grounded out between clenched teeth as she finished pushing. She breathed deeply and relaxed her hold on his hand.
“Ok, that was good. Just three more like that and she’ll be out.” The doctor said and stuck her finger inside Molly again. The doctor counted and Molly pushed, squeezing Thomas’s hand hoping he felt the same pain she was feeling. He grunted, but didn’t do anything else. At least we caused him some kind of pain, her wolf thought glumly. His wolf tried to soothe them, but her wolf just snapped at him and helped Molly.
“You’re almost there. Just one more big push.” The doctor said, she’d grown a sweat too. Molly could faintly see the trace of sweat at her blond hairline. Molly squeezed Thomas’s hand and pushed with all her might, something felt like it was being ripped so she yelled out in pain and closed her eyes. She kept pushing, even though the ripping intensified, until she couldn’t feel anything anymore. A shrill cry hit her ears and she opened her eyes. There she was, bloody and crying, her Luna. Another nurse had come in when she wasn’t paying attention, and that nurse had taken her to a plastic cubby.
“You did great, baby” Thomas whispered to her and she smiled weakly.
“When do I not do great?” She asked teasingly and he laughed airily.
“You’re right.”
“Now we just have to do the afterbirth, then we’ll get you all stitched up.”


He watched his little baby girl through the mirror in the nursery. Her eyes were closed but she still moved around as if she could go somewhere. Her little fisted hands moved around and punched the air and her mouth moved as if she was making an entire speech. He smiled at his little gift, Molly hadn’t wanted to let her go but he convinced her otherwise. By convinced he meant, he told her it was necessary or else she wouldn’t function the right way later on in life. Her reaction was hilarious, she immediately told him to take her. Brandon sidled up next to him and looked through the window. Surprisingly there were a lot of babies, even though he hadn’t smelled a whole bunch of humans. Probably the smell of the hospital that’s throwing us off, his wolf grumbled.
“She’s beautiful.” Brandon whispered and Thomas smiled.
“Well, duh. I’m hot as hell and Molly’s smoking hot. Of course we’d make the most cutest girl known to mankind.” He said playfully and Brandon rolled his eyes.
“You know the pack is gonna wanna see her, and when that happens they won’t leave you alone.” He said, folding his arms,
“Don’t you think I know, the poor girl won’t get any sleep because everybody will want to pick her up.” Thomas grumbled and Brandon chuckled.
“I don’t know how you guys are going to do it.” Brandon sighed as he walked away.
“Fate’s just gonna have to be on our side.” Thomas muttered under his breath as he looked at his daughter.