Apparently he had been in the way, at least that was what the doctor had said when he forced him to leave the room. Now he was stuck outside of the locked door pacing as he waited for news, frustrated that he didn't know what was happening. The Duke leaned against the wall, forehead pressed against the hard surface as he sighed. His mind started to wander. What if something was wrong? What if Celeste didn't make it? He shook his head, it had been a long time but not that long, they would have told him something by now if it was the case. He paced again crossing forward and backward in front of the door.
Forwards and backwards, over and over until finally he heard it. The sound of a crying baby filled the air but not just one, it was soon followed by the sound of a second. His heart felt like it stopped as he was frozen in place, standing before the door mid pace he could hardly believe his ears. Xander managed to turn at the sound of the door opening to see the doctor beckoning him in, the sound of crying babies was overwhelming as he passed the threshold.
There was a woman by Celeste, someone he did not recognise who held one of the babes in her arms the other was with Celeste on the bed. Xander felt his breathe catch in his throat as he saw them all, the babies and his wife, his lover. Each step felt like an eternity until he reached the bedside and the woman who had been by Celeste's side. She looked at Xander and inclined her head before offering him the child.
His heart raced as he looked at the tiny being, allowing the woman to guide him in holding the child correctly. A wide smile managed to crawl its way into his face as he peered down at the screaming baby, wrapped tight in a blanket to protect from the cold it wriggled in his arms. The innocent blue eyes stared up at him, the hair like wisps of cloud on her head. Tears breached the confines of his eyes as he watched the baby's face move. He would never be able to explain the joy he felt in that moment as he held his first child in his arms.
It felt like a long time but in reality it was just moments before he looked to the other child in Celeste's arms. The doctor had said it was possible but he had almost refused to believe it until this moment. The other child was more like Celeste, her stark brown eyes deep and warm and the delicate features of her face were much less Krome like. The young father's heart was beating at double time, he was speechless as he let the tears run down his face.
Leaning forward he kissed Celeste's forehead, then the child in her arms and then the one in his own. His mind was a blur of pure joy and excitement it took all his will to finally conjure up a sentence. "I...I can't believe it, I love you Celeste and these babies, I love this." He perched on the bed beside her and his lips tightened into a thin line as he finally tried to hold back his tears.
He failed however as they came back with renewed vigour. The wolf finally had a pack, a true and complete pack, him, the twins, Celeste and Ala'ni. They were the family he had never truly realised he wanted, the family he needed. "Are you okay my love?" His head turned from the child in his arms to look at Celeste, blue eyes locking with her brown. "Are you happy?"