His Submissive Omega (boyxboy) Old Version

Chapter 44: Having Our Sons

~Sparta's POV~
Deimos, Demos, Walter and Mattiaccio have just now started a group call with me. Oh yay. Note the sarcasm. I answered because if I didn't, they'd keep calling me. And that gets annoying.
"What?" I snapped.
"Thad no way to talk to your first chance mates." My brothers said.
"Or your second chance mates." Deimos and Demos said.
I growled.
"Yeah? Well I'm perfectly happy with January right now. So please leave me alone." I said.
"No. Not until you come to your senses." Mattiaccio said.
I sighed.
"I'm happy here. You and Walter are my brothers. Shouldn't you be happy that I'm happy?" I asked.
"Not when your third chance mate is January." Walter said.
"He's dangerous." Deimos said.
I heard the bedroom door open. January stood there. His eyes had a cold stare to them at he stared at my phone.
'Stop talking. Hang up.' January mouthed to me.
"Well I got news for you idiots." I said.
"And that is?" The four of them asked.
"I'm pregnant. With January's children." I said.
The line was quiet.

I hung up.
"I think I just pissed them all off." I said.
"Oh well. They deserve to know the truth at least." January said.
I kissed him.
"I love you." I said.
"I have a deep regard for you as well." He said.
I wonder why he doesn't say 'I love you.'
"January?" I asked.
"Hm?" He asked.
"Why don't you ever say 'I love you'?" I asked.
"I don't know. I grew up with my mom and dad saying 'I have a regard for you as well'." He explained.
I nodded, understanding.
"Well, if that's how you grew up, then it's fine by me." I said.
"Good." He said.
He kissed me. A shooting pain appeared in my lower stomach.
"My little Enchilada! What's wrong?!" January shouted, panicked.
"How long are females in pregnancy?" I asked.
"Three months." He said.
"January... I'm three and a half months pregnant." I said.
I heard him say 'shit' under his breath. I've never seen him panicked like this.
"Okay. I'm going to carry you to East. He's our pack doctor." January said.
I nodded. In too much pain to speak.

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And there I was... Holding my two sons.
"What's their names?" East, the pack Doctor, asked.
I looked at January. He looked at me.
"You gave birth to them. Your choice." January said.
I nodded. I want to name one of them December. And the other can be... Hm... I like naming my kids after the months. So December will be one of them. The other can be... Uh, let's see... February. Yeah. Okay.
"Okay. One is December, the one to my left. The one to my right is February." I said.
East write it down and went to his office to make it official. You know? Their birth certificates. That type of thing. Yeah, anyway...

"Thank you." January said.
I looked at him, puzzled.
"Why?" I asked.
"You gave me a family. And thank you for naming one our sons December. That name means a lot to me." He said.
"You know what?" I asked.
"What?" He asked.
"We should have 10 more kids." I said.
He chuckled.
"Why?" He asked.
"So that way we can have a whole calendar. You know. All of our kids will be named after each month." I said.
"If it makes you happy." He said.
"So we'd better start ASAP." I said.
"Give your body a week or two to rest. I mean, you just gave birth to our two sons." He said.
I nodded.
"Fine." I said.
"We will have more kids. I promise you that. I just want your body to rest first." He said.
"Promise?" I asked.
"I promise." He said.
I kissed him. December and February were out in their bassinets next to my hospital bed. They were asleep. We just watched their chests rise and fall.
"Honey?" I asked.
"Yes?" January asked.
"You know December only ways 5.2 pounds right?" I asked.
"He does?" He asked.
"Yeah." I said.
"Is that bad?" He asked.
"No idea. I hope to God it's not." I said.
"Me too." He said.
He kissed me. Immediately calming me down. I hope he's gonna be okay.
"He'll be alright." January said.

I know he will.