Episode 69 - My Alpha Boss Gave Me Triplets

My Alpha Boss Gave Me Triplets – Episode 69

Evie’s water had broken. Lara confirmed active labor while nurses moved with disciplined speed around the bed. The first baby remained in a safe position, but the other two had shifted during the night.

Leopold stood where Evie could see him, hands open. He asked before touching her shoulder. When she nodded, the bond steadied into a low warmth rather than the overwhelming force it once had been.

The residence entered medical lockdown. Max closed the outer gates, checked every staff credential, and assigned human officers to the corridor so pack rank could not override Lara’s orders.

News of the labor spread anyway. Stonehearth wolves gathered beyond the security line, not to demand access but to wait. Under the new charter, no bell would announce heirs until Evie authorized it.

The first hours progressed normally. Evie walked between contractions, argued about the room temperature, and made Leopold read the ridiculous list of baby names Max had submitted as a joke.

Then the smallest triplet’s heartbeat slowed.

Lara repositioned Evie and increased oxygen. The rhythm recovered, faltered, then recovered again. Surgery remained an option, but removing all three babies immediately carried its own risks.

Leopold’s wolf surged beneath his skin when the monitor dipped. The lights flickered, and the old Stonehearth seal darkened as if the curse had found one final opening in his fear.

Evie gripped his wrist. “Do not decide for us.”

He forced the power down and asked Lara what Evie needed. Lara gave facts, not reassurance: they could continue under close monitoring, but another prolonged deceleration would mean emergency surgery.

Evie chose to continue. She made the choice while alert, informed, and unpressured. Leopold repeated it to the team exactly as she stated it, adding nothing of his own.

Outside, a security alarm reported an attempted breach near the service entrance. Max found a woman carrying a Blackhart insignia and a sealed package addressed to the babies.

She was not an attacker. She was Darleen’s former attendant, one of the women coerced into maintaining the ritual rooms. The package contained Darleen’s remaining blood keys and a sworn statement identifying every loyalist who still possessed access.

The attendant said exile had broken Darleen’s authority over her. She came before the birth because she feared an unused key could let someone touch the children through the ancestral wards.

Max verified the statement without allowing her inside. Neutral specialists destroyed the keys in the courtyard while cameras documented each seal collapsing.

With the last key gone, the dark line in the Stonehearth emblem disappeared. Leopold felt the curse loosen, yet one thread remained around the delivery room—the final condition had not been fulfilled.

Evie’s labor intensified. Pain reduced the world to breath, pressure, and Leopold’s voice counting only when she asked him to. Between contractions, she made Lara promise again that the babies would go to her chest before any pack ceremony.

The smallest heartbeat dipped a second time and stayed low.

Lara called for surgery. Evie signed the emergency confirmation with a shaking hand, and Leopold kissed her forehead only after she pulled him close.

As the operating doors opened, the remaining thread of the curse tightened around Leopold’s heart. A voice from the seal offered him one last bargain: command the birth, claim the heirs, and all three would live.