Fated To The Alpha

Fated To The Alpha by Jessica Hall Chapter 150

Ezra POV

It was early morning when I finally walked in the door after patrol duty. The sun is just starting to come up. I close the door as quietly as possible before reaching down and tugging my shoes off and placing them by the door. I head for the showers on the bottom floor. It had been a few weeks since the twins were born and we were all dead on our feet, functioning on autopilot, our days blurring to one long never ending one. Mateo barely leaves the house and Kat is suffering from baby blues. I don’t know what we all thought parenthood would be like, we all had ideas but didn’t expect it to be this tiring.

They never slept or if one did the other was awake screaming the place down. Yet as I step further into the house to head toward the bathroom downstairs. I stop when I see a figure on the couch and Mateo’s scent hits me, making me wander into the living room. I look over the back of the couch to find him asleep with Marabella and Eziah on his chest.

I run my fingers through his hair but he doesn’t stir completely out. I was about to go shower before stopping once again. Paranoia eating at me, in case his arms go limp and he drops one. I know he would never forgive himself so I quickly walk back over to him and walk around the couch. They are both rolled up tightly in their blankets looking like baby burritos. I carefully take Marebella first before slipping my hand under Eziah’s butt to the back of his head and picking him up and cradling him in my other arm.

Mateo is still dead to the world and I chuckle at the sight of him, surely he couldn’t be comfortable sleeping like that but I wasn’t game enough to wake him knowing he wasn’t getting much sleep. I was faring a little better than the both of them, sleeping in the spare room so I could help with training and border patrol but still the extra work was slowly catching up with me.

I quietly walk upstairs to the bedroom and into the nursery. I place Eziah in his crib before turning to put Marabella in hers when she starts to stir. Shit! I think to myself, my paranoia was going to wake the entire bloody household up.

“Put her in with Eziah ” Maddox says in my head and I turn looking at his crib for a second. Kat was going to kill me. She was paranoid about SIDS, constantly checking they were breathing and tucked in their blankets tight enough, even the position they lay in had her up and checking them. The word was even banned from the house, just mentioning SIDS was a bad omen Kat would say. But Maddox had been saying to put them together since they were born, yet we never tried it not wanting to upset Kat.

“I place Marabella next to him before grabbing the little baby blanket and tucking it into the sides of the mattress to hold them in place. Marabella squirmed a bit and I held my breath as I watched her, waiting for her ear piercing scream when she turned her face toward Eziah, both of them breathing in each other’s faces when she huffs before going back to sleep.

I quietly sneak out, tip toeing and making sure to avoid the one creaky floorboard in this room, every time one of us left the nursery was a mission. Since they have been born I have learnt how noisy the house is. I knew every floorboard on this floor that creaked, knew which door handles jiggled too loudly, every noise this house made, had us cringing as we stepped out of the nursery, like playing a game of hopscotch to avoid any noises that would wake the twins. Using the bathroom up here was a huge no, no if you didn’t want Kat to skin you alive. The pipes always groaned so if they weren’t awake, I never used it. Grabbing the baby monitor, I find Kat sleeping face down, spread eagle on the bed naked except her bra. I shake my head when I see my pillow propped under her and can guarantee it will be covered in breast milk.

“We need to tarp the bed, those boobs are like fountains now” Maddox says and I stifle my laugh.

I head back down the stairs and slip into the bathroom and turn on the shower. I placed the baby monitor on the sink basin where I could still see it. It had a little camera so I could see them sleeping in Eziah’s crib. I strip off before hopping under the hot spray and wetting my face before grabbing the soap and washing myself.

I was halfway through my shower when I felt Mateo stir, the bond coming alive with the buzz of his energy when I suddenly feel his panic course through me. Hearing his frantic footsteps made me rush out of the shower wondering what was wrong with him. Rushing down the hall and turning into the living room just as he bursts out of

with me and knocking me to the ground flat on my back.

“What is it”

babies— ” But I cut

their crib, calm down they are fine” I tell him, gripping

shakes his

the front door” I ask him with a laugh. He swats my chest with his

in my arms”

who was still on top of me. He holds his hand out pulling me to my

will make you coffee” he tells me before noticing the monitor and looks at it before his head

finds them like that” He says, seeing them

but instantly stopped when I put her in bed with Eziah” I tell him,

deal

and leans on the basin with a smirk on his face before he raises an eyebrow

myself when you washed the baby’s clothes in the wrong washing liquid. She bitched me

work

moment you saw her walk out of the laundry with their clothes in her hands, bloody

was

He says. I chuckle, shaking my head

the bathroom. He was right, I would take on the world for Mateo but if it comes to me facing Kat, he is on his own. She was hormonal. One minute she was perfectly fine the next she was getting upset at me for breathing too loud or crying over the simplest things. Or demanding

Mateo grabs the baby monitor and we both walk out to the living room and flop on the couch. My feet were killing from being on them constantly. I reach for my coffee, taking a sip of it before placing it back on