Chapter Thirty-One

HAVING TRIPLETS WAS BEYOND EXHAUSTING. Along with trying to run a farm, and school was starting again in about a week—I didn’t know how I was going to do it. If I didn’t have Bauer, it would’ve been impossible. I lay on the floor with the babies. Even though they were only two months old, I was convinced Fields was already trying to roll.

Bauer came in the backdoor wearing a flannel and a cowboy hat. He looked incredibly sexy. I kind of wanted to devour him right there.

“Hey, my babies. Finished with the peaches, and my dads called.”

“How they doing?” I asked, putting Colin on my chest. The other two kicked their legs and sucked on their binkies.

“Great. They had an idea.” He took off his hat and put it on the coat rack near the door.

I had gotten to know his dads quite well since we had the babies. They were both great. “What’s that?”

“Move out here to help us with the babies.”

“No, I don’t want them to uproot their lives.”

“They wouldn’t. They said family is their life. They’re retired and looking for a new adventure.” His parents had him later in life, so they were already a bit older.

I smiled. “Well, I’d love that.”

“And since we’d have extra help ….” He tapped his fingertip on his chin.

I raised an eyebrow and stared at my sexy mate. “What?”

“I think you’re going into heat again.”

“It’s too early,” I said, shaking my head.

He took a big inhale. “I can smell it.”

“I did want to jump your bones just now when you walked in.”

“Can we have all the babies in the world?” He grinned and clapped his hands, practically bouncing on his toes.

“Maybe not that many, but ….”

His face lit up. “Oh, my God, rip your clothes off now.”

“We have to put the babies to sleep first.” Maybe it was because I was going into heat again, but more babies sounded like a wonderful idea.

“Hear that, you guys, you’re going to be big brothers,” Bauer said, doing a little dance, thrusting his hips.

“I don’t even know how that works. They’re only two months old, and I’m breastfeeding.”

“Trust me, I’m going to make you so pregnant.” He growled and got on his hands and knees, crawling toward me, then Colin farted. We burst out laughing.

When I first got pregnant, I kind of thought it was the end of the world. I was no longer an alpha. My life would never be the same. Sure, it would never be, but now I couldn’t imagine it any other way. I was an alpha who could get pregnant. The doctor at the hospital confirmed that I was intersex. He said intersex alphas weren’t actually all that rare. We usually didn’t see them with child that often, though, because they were generally the ones getting their omega mates pregnant, and I just happened to be one who was in love with another alpha.

We were an unusual pair, family, but I loved everything about us. I was still very much an alpha, just one who could, as Bauer would say, have buttloads of children.