Eclipse of the Alpha

WESTVILLE COVEN, Unknown section. The smell of sweat and blood lingered in the air of a very stuffy room. The burning lamps that illuminated the place faultlessly were contributing to the extreme temperature with each passing second. Doors and windows were kept locked from the inside, increasing the damping atmosphere of the room, But surprisingly in this uncomfortable temperature and atmosphere, a mother had just put her twin pup to bed. There she lay in her pool of blood that was now mostly absorbed by the thick weak sheets on the medium-sized bed, as her eyes deeply reddened, while tears threatened to roll down her pink face. But she was not going to cry today, she was not going to be helpless. For a mother that had successfully put two bouncing pups to bed, she was supposed to be happy and relieved of the unimaginable pain she survived due to the birth contractions upon seeing her pups, but this mother's face was full of regrets and pain. A kind of pain that would pierce your heart and double your heart rate. The Aftermath of this labor was just the beginning of another unrest for her. Her chest heaved up and down while her lungs begged for more air making her slim nude lips part in cooperation with her body's oxygen demand. She was consciously not aware of her body's need at this very moment, instead, her eyes lingered on the lady in black tiara tiredly, who had her blonde hair in a neat bun, while she hurried but carefully tried to clean the new birthed pups that were crying, as if they already knew the chaos and challenges the world held within it for them. Or maybe they did. "Here my Queen," The lady in the black tiara presented one of the pups to the woman on the bed whose eyes seemed to be glued on her, as they threatened to shut. Her lashes were blinking weakly and slowly. She looked visibly worried and weak. Traces of fear lingered clearly on her face but determination covered it. She wasn't going to let history keep repeating itself, Again. The lady referred to as Queen on the bed, gently lifted the weight of her upper body to sit on her back. "Feed them then, we'd clean you up," The lady in the black tiara advised in a soft voice as she rocked the other crying pup in her arms,while she looked back at the Queen briefly. "Hush little one, you are privileged." she petted the pup who was slowly melting her heart with its cuteness while she continued to rock it in her hand, as she walked around the medium-sized room that had almost everything present in it carved, out of deep amber wood. "They are both boys right?" The Queen asked in a very uncertain voice that was glittered with absolutely no hope, while the hungry pup sucked on her n*****s. "Yes, My Queen," The lady in black tiara answered back as she paced towards the royal werewolf present in her room. This confirmed the worst fear of the Queen, as a tear rolled down her cheeks. Why did this have to happen for the 3rd time in a row? Years after her marriage with Alpha Benoit Flint, The leader, and King of Westville coven, she was not able to have a pup of her own as she always gave birth to twin male pups. Twin male pups were rejected all the time by the superstitious rule of the supernaturals, regarding a royal's wife that was to produce an heir, that too, a Royal in the regime. So her previous pups were being executed right after birth. And for the third time, this ones would be executed too. If she'd let it happen. The twin male pup from the Queen were strictly unacceptable in the coven of Westville that consisted of three lines of supernaturals, living in harmony away from the human world. The Supernaturals consisted of the werewolves, who were the leading creatures as the leader of the coven was one of them. The Vampires and also the Witches. It is believed and known that the first legitimate birthed pup of a royal was an automatic heir and successor to the throne of his father, who is the top leader in the coven. But when twin heirs were birthed, history held stories of the ugly dispute that twin heirs had caused in the coven on Westville, so for this reason, none of the Queen pups were ever kept alive so see the next day. The women exchanged the babies so that the other one could be fed. The already fed one was kept in a basket that contained a dressed foam on a table right in front of the Bed the Queen was staying in. Both women prayed for no interruptions from anyone outside as they drenched in sweat, trying to keep the birth of the pups a secret before the news got to the Alpha that he had a twin birthed again. But their worst fears came true when someone came knocking right on the door of the room they were in. The Queen's breath hitched as she wiped a sweat off her forehead, sharing a brief eye-lock with the lady in black tiara afterward, as if she was asking permission to receive the door from the Queen which made the Queen nod her head slightly at her. She unlocked the door gently, making sure only her face could be seen outside while she muttered in a boring tone, "What is it Jasper?" Even though she knew clearly why Jasper was in front of her door. "The maids back at the Queen's chamber had begun to panic, Lady," He stammered through, as he stared back at her while she narrowed her eyes at him. "And don't you think leaving the chamber to come here would be suspicious, i***t!" She mumbled in a low and plain tune, but the last word was full of audible irritation. "She has put to bed, I'd escort her back before the sun rises." She continued, this time waving her right hand in the face, to support her words. "Sarah, It's 8am as we speak!" The guard pressed but that only got him a door shut right on his face. Jasper happened to be the head of the security guard to watch over the Queen's Chamber in the Werewolf territory. With his cooperation, the Queen had left her chamber to birth her pups secretly as she feared rumors and guesses from the supernaturals that she was carrying a twin pup in her stomach this time again would be true. Her fears got confirmed after Sarah had helped her through the first labor but she felt movement approaching the opening of her vulva. It was a moment of truth she had to accept real quick, especially when Sarah confirmed, "There is another one," Sarah happened to be a witch doctor and was an elder sister of the Queen's Lady in Waiting, who had no idea what was going on or where the Queen was right at that moment. "The sun has risen my Queen," Sarah confirmed as she slightly bowed her head and squatted a bit before she spring up straight almost immediately, to show respect and politeness to the young queen who was in her mid 20's. Drenched in blood, She lifted her weight off the bed, Even though she felt lightheaded. Maternal blood dripped down her legs from her v****a as she began to leave for the door, with the last pup she breastfed in her arms. "My Queen," Sarah hastily halted in front of the Queen, on her way to the door. "You're bleeding, you need to get stitches, you're not supposed to walk in this condition, we need to get you cleaned up and you lose a lot of blood, my queen, and you're forgetting the other pup," She mumbled almost in one breath, But the Queen was unmoved one bit. She had already made up her mind. Rumors that the Queen was seen dragging her legs with a pup in her hand while she was drenched in blood with a maternity gown that seemed to be white, spreaded across the 3 territories in the coven. It wasn't long till Jasper and his colleagues came running towards the queen whose breath was now automatically loud as her nose inhaled quite an amount of free oxygen in the air for her body to use while she weakly dragged her legs as she stumbled. The guards were shocked as they met the Queen halfway making them struggle to keep a straight face. Why would the Queen ever appear like this? The Alpha was going to be pissed but the beautiful and happy part was, She was only holding one pup in her hand. The Westville coven now going to have a legit heir from the werewolves. Werewolves regime was not going to fail.