Chapter 47
The Stained Omega
The silent baby.
(Anna)
âIt will happen.â Eliza tells me as she lifts a crying Thomas from my arms. He wonât feed from me; I just
canât seem to get him to latch. It swear if one more person tells me itâs perfectly normal. I might start
getting stabby. I watch with resentment as Eliza puts a bottle to Thoma sâs mouth and he starts
suckling like heâs being starved.
âThere is something wrong with me.â I wipe at the tears rolling down. my face as Eliza sits on the end of
the hospital bed.
âNo there isnât. You just need practice: Iâve seen loads of females go through this.â Eliza tells me as she
starts to rock Thomas gently from side to side, sheâs barely moving but I can see his eyes starting to
close.
âHow do you know how to do that?â I ask her, amazed.
âIâm part of a big family and an even bigger pack. You pick up a trick or two surrounded by all those
females.â This is the first time Eliza has mentioned her family to me or her pack, sheâs so closed off
after everything my brother did to her. âI think Fraction will be back soon, he ran out of here shouting
something about babies needing blankets.â I laugh at Elizaâs words.
âItâs been a shock to the system for both of us. Neither of us got to truly enjoy the pregnancy before
Thomas was here. No one taught me how to do this, what if I destroy him? What if he grows up to be a
giant ball of anxiety like me?â I whisper my fears into my lap knowing Eliza heard me.
âAre you planning on going somewhere?â I shake my head at her with
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wide eyes, âthen you have all the help you need. Venture out of that pack house and I bet there is a
horde of females dying to help the new Luna.â I smile at her words.
âAre you staying?â I have wanted to ask for a while, but I didnât know how to broach the topic. Eliza
sighs, handing Thomas back to me.
âI donât know. Did Rick tell you heâs, my mate?â I shake my head no: I sort of knew but Iâve been in my
own head a lot lately. âHe wants me to stay here but honestly I canât see ever wanting a man to touch
me again.â
âI get that. As much as I adore Fraction, the mere thought of his touch sent me into a panic when I got
back. I can only imagine what itâs like for you having been there for so long.â I tell Eliza trying to show
her I understand her feelings.
âHow did you get past it?â She asks me in a small voice.
âI will let you know when I do.â I give her a small smile, âone day at a time.â
âSound advice if you ask me.â Momma Beth says from the doorway, âsorry ladies I couldnât wait any
longer.â She strolls confidently over to the side of the bed and holds her hands out. Gently, so I donât
wake Thomas, I hand him over. âOoooo come to mama.â
âMama?â I ask her with a little giggle.
âMy right to choose until he can talk. Oh, what a beauty.â The love shining off Momma Bethâs face is
addictive; I canât help but smile along with her.
âHe wonât feed Momma.â Momma Beth looks up at me with sad eyes.
âHeâs not latching?â She asks me in a soft voice. I shake my head no.
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âI agree. When he is ready, he will, just remember babies can feel what we are feeling. So, if you are
anxious and worried, he will feel it.â Momma Beth says as she looks down at Thomas. âHe looks well
so heâs not starving. Bottles will do him no harm even if itâs for the long term.â
âYou sure?â Iâm worried that all the baby books say breasts are best.
âFraction was bottle fed; he wouldnât latch. And he has grown into a perfectly fine man, donât believe
everything you read. Babies canât be scripted Anna. Just follow your gut and you canât go wrong. You
might think you canât do this but trust me, you can.â I smile at her: Momma Beth has a knack for
offering great advice just when you need it most.
âI think we should like them to get some sleep, itâs been a long day. Eliza says to us both. Momma Beth
nods and places Thomas next to
me.
âThanks guys.â I whisper as they walk out of the room, closing the door behind them.
I watch as Thomas pumps his little fists into the air and then settles into a peaceful sleep. He looks so
soft, and I canât help but think I am going to mess him up somehow, itâs not like I have a strong parental
guide to work on. I suppose Fraction will have to take the lead on this. one. Itâs then that I realise
Fraction has been gone most of the day, just as I am about to reach out to him over the bond the door
opens, and he walks into the room.
âSorry Little Wolf.â I went to get this. Fraction comes over to Thomas and carefully lays a baby blue
blanket over Thoma sâs lower half.
âWhatâs this?â I reach out touching the blanket, I thought it would be
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rough and scratchy but itâs actually soft like a feather.
âIt was my baby blanket.â Fraction smiles down at Thomas. I watch as he walks around the bed and
climbs on behind me. âReady for a nap, Little Wolf?â I nod my head as I feel my eyes closing, leaning
my head back into his chest I let his heartbeat settle me into sleep.
«Fraction)
I wake with a jolt; Thomas is awake and just chilling next to Anna. Carefully getting off the bed, I try not
to wake Anna. She just birthed my son; she deserves some rest. As I walk around the bed, I canât help
but notice how beautiful Anna looks laid next to Thomas. She is laid on her side so her arm is sort of
resting next to Thomas, she looks like she can grab him at any second even though sheâs in a deep
sleep.
âHey little guy.â I coo at Thomas as I carefully pick him up, careful to cradle his head I settle him into my
arms. With one arm under his head and one under his tiny butt I start walking back and forth along the
room.
âIâm you daddy, Iâm the one who is always going to be here for you. One day I will teach you all about
running the pack and how to talk to women. Me and you are always going to be best friends.â I speak in
a low voice; I want to talk to Thomas, but I donât want to wake Anna. Thomas watches me with tiny blue
eyes, they are so much like Annaâs itâs actually amazing how this tiny person can hold aspects of both
of us. I can already see his nose is going to be like mine and something tells me heâs going to have my
face shape too. Other than his looks just like me in my motherâs baby picture books.
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I keep walking as Thomas stuffs his tiny fist into his mouth and starts suckling. âYou hungry? Letâs get
you a bottle.â Walking over to the small counter I start to prepare a bottle, Anna doesnât like that he
wonât feed from her. I think she sees it as a failing on her side, I sent my mother in to reassure her
earlier but Iâm not certain it worked.
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Breastfed or bottle fed, it wonât change how much he is loved.
As soon as I lift the bottle to Th oma sâs little pouting mouth he latches on and starts suckling for all
heâs worth. âHeâs going to suck the te at right off that.â Annaâs soft voice reaches my ear. Looking up I
see her in the same place but with her eyes open.
âGo back to sleep, Little Wolf.â I whisper as I sit on the chair to continue feeding Thomas.
âI wish he would feed from me.â I hear the sadness in her voice.
âDoctor Lee said you can keep trying, at least with the bottle I can support you on feeds.â I watch as
she smiles at me, and her eyes flutter closed. âMummy is going to sleep.â I whisper to Thomas.
Thomas blinks his little eyes up at me and keeps suckling, heâs a little strange for a new born. He
hasnât cried yet which I find concerning, what if there is something wrong? I havenât mentioned it to
Anna because she has enough to worry about right now. I think once I have some time alone, I will do
some reading about why heâs not crying or latching onto the breast. Tho ma sâs suckling starts to slow,
and his eyes start to close, as he drifts back off to sleep, I lean back in the chair and just watch him
sleep.