"Holy shit on shingles!" Phillippe exclaimed.

"Oh, Goddess," Taylor and Terrell yelled.

My mates were speechless, the Sons of Enya and Olodom- the five teen demigods that I thought could handle seeing me go into labor- passing out cold and falling like dominoes.

I shifted into Amon-Re's wolf form briefly and howled as the crowd grew wild before shifting back and placing my hands on my hips. "Really?" I said. "That's your reaction?!"

"Somebody do something," Destiny said in exasperation, throwing her hands up in the air. "His mates are standing around like jackasses and Malachi's getting ready to pop out his kids at this church."

"Might not be a bad thing," Abaddon joked. That earned him a slap on the head by both Gabe and Mike and a punch in the stomach by both Alyssa and Addison.

"Will someone take me to the hospital?!" I bellowed, starting to get very angry and pissed off.

"I got you covered," Elias Yeung (Chai out of drag) offered as he led me down the stairs and into Divinity's trusty Mercedes sedan.

Divinity nodded as she was led by the police escort. "We got Settel and two more doctors on standby," she said. "You're okay, Malachi?"

I nodded, steeling away another contraction as I started my breathing. "Peachy," I said. "But I'm barring my husbands from the bedroom after today. You'd think that they'd be prepared for this moment."

The two young adults laughed loudly. "Child, this is like when you and your brothers were born," Divinity commented as we turned onto the familiar street that led to the palace. "Your dad sneezed and everyone was panicking over his water breaking while he remained cool as a cucumber. I can only imagine what they're going to be like when they come out of the shock."

"True," Elias hummed. "But let's get you to the palace. I want to be by your side when your Omega sons are born. I can't wait to be a kickass godfather. Renatha, Amerie, and Firella are already planning the big moments for their birthday parties!"

You guys, it pays to have drag queens and gays for friends. They can definitely keep you company and leave you in peace when times get tough.


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"Anything?" I heard Damien ask impatiently as he and my other husbands huddled around the doctor who was currently seated at my feet.

The were-bear gave them a heated glare. "Back up," she snarled, her eyes glowing to show her beast. "This takes lots of time and patience. Sometimes labor can go on for hours."

I sneezed and pushed.

And then, a baby cry.

"Oh, God," whimpered Ian as he and the mates passed out. Again.

"Seriously?! Alissa the nurse said in exasperation before sending me a wan smile. "I guess that keeps them out for a while.

I nodded as one nurse came to collect the firstborn Omega quadruplet.

I sneezed again just as Gavin and Ferdinand barged in...and also passed out as the second nurse collected the second born.

Sneeze number three heralded my third-born...and sent both demon twins back outside and heading to the restroom to blow chunks.

And then came sneeze number four that made Alain scream like a little girl before he raced out of the room.

Alphas. When it comes to ruling the pack, they're all macho. But when it comes to their mate giving birth...then they turn into chickens.

Dad came in laughing as he was followed by the Vincenzo family. "I swear," he wheezed. "This...is perfect blackmail material. Son, how are you doing right now?"

I smiled siftly as tiredness gave way, my eyelids drooping. "Ask me again after I get some sleep and then eat some Taco Bell," I muttered, the darkness granting me blissful peace.


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One hour later, I was wide awake and happily nursing a large cup of water as each of the nurses held a baby with my mates surrounding me. "What shall we name them?" Ivan asked me.

I motioned for the first nurse to bring me the firstborn son. "Our firstborn seems to be more of the wisdom-full kind," I noted. "Arian. Arian Hunter DuBauer."

Then came the sniffles of the secondborn as the nurse holding him showed me his head was covered by mixtures of brown hair and baby snakes. "He looks like he's going to be a fiery Omega that will need lots of attention," Aivox commented. "I'm thinking Michelon."

I nodded. "Michelon Tristian DuBauer," I piped up. "I like it."

The thirdborn let out soft coos as the nurse showed me his angelic face...and his first set of wings. "Such an angel," I murmured. "Sandalphon. Sandalphon Christiano DuBauer."

"Such a name," Nathaniel purred, ticking the angelic boy's feet.

The fourth and final nurse brought me the final son who...looked a LOT like Olodom from his red eyes to his full head of hair (that also had some coppertop snakes in the mix). But when he saw my Five-Dollar Quesarito box, he licked his lips.

"Oh, hell," Cyler muttered playfully. "He's a mix of Olodom AND you, babe."

I smirked. "And I got the perfect name for him- our sassy and classy fourth-born Omega son," I commented. "Jacerimiah. Jacerimiah Admetus Cameron Eric DuBauer- or 'Jace' for short."

"You did good, babe," Ian crooned, coming over to kiss my lips. "And we love you."

"And I love you as well."

"Enough for a future round for four Alpha boys?" Yavier asked eagerly.

I frowned. "Not that much," I retorted. To the nurses, "Can you guys make sure to get their names down and then put them to their bassinets so they can sleep?"

"Of course," one said. "Congratulations, Your Majesty. Long may You reign- our Sun God Wolf King."

The other ladies knelt slowly while keeping my children in their arms tight. "Long may He reign."

I snuggled closer to my mates, the love flowing all around with the mixture of feeling...like a god. I could get used to this.

What an ending, am I right?! BUT...we got an epilogue coming up as there's one more thing to address, folks (hint-hint: the third and final member of the clan who's been abused). So stick around and prepare yourselves for what's next!

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