Capítulo 57: 17. Wherever, Whenever.
Mariella was not sure if she should say anything but then again, this was maybe something that Damon should know, "Honey, I have a minor problem," Mariella said to Damon.
She had just looked into the future and saw that Mimi was going to take blood tests on herself. Damon had finally gotten Mimi pregnant. It had taken a lot of alpha strength, energy, endurance, and perseverance. Mimi had fought all the way, and it had not been easy and only by sheer stubbornness he had gotten her pregnant.
Now, Damon just wanted to be with her for the rest of the pregnancy, but Mariella felt Damon should know. After all, he was her doctor and now Mariella felt like she was going on behind Damon's back and doing those tests, feeling smug.
"Well, what's the problem?" Damon asked gently." Come on, darling, tell me,"
He was lying next to Mariella, feeling tired but satisfied, feeling their second litter growing inside her womb. It felt magical almost.
Mariella watched him for a moment and said, " Your or our alpha female is on her way to medbay to take a blood test on herself. She has decided to be her own doctor and I guess she might take those tests with no name, so no alert will come into your phone. "
Damon sighed. Mimi, being Mimi, always relies on herself and she has decided to show them how this is done, one more way to make him feel he is not really doing his job as alpha male.
There was no way he was going to get into a fight with Mimi. "What am I supposed to do, then? Isn't it a good thing she's watching herself? We don't want an alpha female who can't make decisions."
Mariella sighed. Damon couldn't take it. She understood completely. Mariella said, "Well, it is just if she takes those tests and then goes with them to Charles, you know, Charles has been watching her food and eating because she had some issues on that, considering your specifications what she should eat. It seems that those foods aren't her favorites and you know her nutrition best. if there are any deficiencies in her blood work, well Adam and Charles might not put her in IV, their reference values are much looser than yours."
Damon said, "Let's go watch her take those tests. But I promised her that one rebellion, one protest, and she'd be pregnant again after giving birth. We will see what she is up to and what it is about her attitude. "
Mariella said, " Does this mean anything? Can you easily get Mimi pregnant again?"
Damon nodded smugly. It had been a work in progress, but at least for this cycle, he could knock her up in an hour, and it wouldn't matter. And get very pregnant. They then decided to go to Medbay to be in the audience.
He said, "Well, I found out how she blocked me. That is the way how I got her pregnant, so it is a straightforward thing to do. Now I have an idea of what to do."
Then, I decided to take some blood tests on myself. Just to check my condition. I went to medbay and chose tests and tubes. I didn't take many tests. Just enough to see that I had gotten no major deficiencies in my normal values.
This kit, like Charles, always taught me, told me all about my health and if there were certain things on low, there were things to try before re-testing and after that, maybe get those IVs in.
I put the tubes on the table when Mariella said, " Wrong tubes, by the way. This is a new analyzer, so the tube chart is different and it is in my testing room."
I turned around, oh, lovelies.
I said, " How do you know what tests I'm taking?" I asked casually.
Mariella sailed over, collected the tubes, looked at my referral, and handed it to Damon, who tore it up.
Damon rolled his sleeves, sat on a stool, and said, "Fine, Baby, we'll take tests on you when you want. Come over here, and let's feel the number of puppies."
I sat down. I was not going anywhere. I just wait for these to leave before getting to my blood tubes right. Then I would take the results to Charles to see.
Damon said in an extremely velvety voice, " How many more litters, Mimi? Do you remember what I said? Even one...I could count that as one..."
I was not in the mood for breeding, so I behaved. I stood up and walked over to Damon. He stripped my upper torso bare and started feeling my ribs, pressing down, looking.
I knew I was pregnant. I had my ways of limiting the amount of cubs, so no big litter for me. I just wasn't freaking terribly pregnant. He took his time probing and prodding. He went next to the computer, typed his time, and printed his referral. Mariella then brought a pile of tubes. I sat down and let him take a blood test.
The results were within normal limits, and there would be no drips yet. that's because there were not many cubs. I had been eating a lot, too.
"Did you know, darling, that's getting on my nerves? You know, she's got less than 20 puppies coming—less than 20, and what a job I've done. I feel like that's it. No more, not in the mood to get that one pregnant when it is so damn hard." Damon was frustrated.
Mariella wrapped her arms around Damon. "Don't worry. Focus on us. We have our litter coming up and it will be so wonderful. Let the little bitch enjoy her little litter. It's good to have a little litter to take care of when you're properly pregnant. "
Damon said, "I don't know whether I'm going to breed that. This puppy season is a pain in the ass. It is too hard to fight her at every turn. Maybe I should just let her be since she is not willing to do this. Breeding Mimi is not mandatory."
Mariella said, " Yes, you will breed her. And now I can guarantee you there's going to be a big litter."
Damon said, " How do you know that?"
Mariella said, " When you do it like this.... " and then she told him a few facts about how to overcome little things that an alpha female can do in her womb in order not to get pregnant.
Damon laughed on the one hand, but it wouldn't take more than a couple of days and Mimi would be pregnant but she would also have had an excellent lesson. And maybe this lesson would stick with her, for the future too.
Mariella's due date came again. They went to their room again with Damon supporting and helping Mariella the whole time as Mariella pushed 215 puppies was the result. Charles and Adam came to help with feeding. Mariella and Damon washed and nursed. My milk was used mostly as it had been strong enough and Mariella did not make much milk. The wolves also came to wash.
Oh, Mariella gives birth, hurrah. The entire pack was there, I thought sarcastically, as Charles nearly slammed me into the wall as he swept past to help. Well, never mind, I ate what I ate, and it wasn't a problem because this litter was small.
The rebellious spirit in me I had come to know as an alpha side was pretty sure that if that breeds me again, there wouldn't be much there either. For some reason, Damon's authority was a completely foreign concept to me. Or that I should actually obey him. Yeah, holy shit! It was not very wise, but hey, I am not saying that i am so damn wise all the time.
I did everything I wanted to do. I had found a new birthing room, and I'm not making a cave. I enjoyed being outside on a nice summer day, even though it was quite rainy. Well, I'm not made of sugar.
I was already at the end of the last week. Labor would be just around the corner, and I started to feel a bit oppressive indoors. soon it was so bad that there was no way I could think of giving birth indoors. Well, on a beautiful summer's day, let's have some outdoor babies. it was late summer but warm enough.
I was now in snow leopard form, the birth burns had started, and finally, I managed to make a nest outside which I lined with my fur and hay and carefully stomped. I concentrated and started work at 3 a.m. By 8 a.m. all 28 pups were safely in the world. Again, this felt very natural, even more natural now. Smaller litter than the previous, but not so small as Mariella's first had been.
I had reserved feeding bottles as my milk supply had stopped before it had even started and I was able to guide the pups to the bottles as I changed the form from time to time.
No. It wasn't ideal, but it was satisfying. It felt natural for me. I made these. Me. Mine, not we, ours, as I had heard Mariella say all the time. I didn't have any of us. Damon belonged to Mariella, not to me. He demanded that I was not supposed to call my cubs my own, but when there was no us either, I called them mine in my mind, not caring for anything.
I had been outside for a few days already. This was very calming to nurture my cubs in the wild. Outside. Now I have a problem. It started to rain again. My nest was sheltered, but not so sheltered. I carefully gathered all my cubs tightly under me and waited for the rain to stop. I can be wet.
Damon sighed with happiness. He looked at their handsome litter of puppies. He felt a pride he had never felt before. Their babies. Theirs. He had completely forgotten about Mimi, the wolves. There was only Mariella and their pups.
Mariella was exhausted, but a happy first week was behind her. Cubs were closing the magical ten-day age when they might start to talk and it would be anytime now. It was day ten for them already. The cubs were eating well and growing. The pack took care of them and they were already allowed to fuck quite freely. There was no need to be a cat all the time. There are not so many instincts anymore either.
Mimosa came into the room. She was ready to help with the cubs, and she was good at that.
" How many did Mimi make then?" Mimo asked casually.
Mariella stiffened. Mimi? She was not sure if she was a potential threat to her and the cubs, taking Damon away.
"I just don't know. Go and see," she replied.
Then Damon asked me in my mind where I was. How many did I make?
I said, "27 cubs, we're fine. These are already three days old. Me and my pups are fine. You just concentrate on your super litter. Leave us be."
Damon looked into the distance and sighed loudly. "Mimi made the cubs outside. Three days ago, again, I blew it, telling her that no more den of her own and she was outside already three days since birth. "
Mariella glanced out the window. She'd been admiring the rainfall since the wee hours of the morning. It had been raining in and out and they had not kept the protective bubble hard, so rain would not penetrate because plants would die.
It was now late afternoon. "It's been raining all the time," she said in a quiet voice. She was worried for Mimi's cubs because the rain was now quite damn hard and those cubs were just a few days old. Fully helpless. It was time to act and something needed to be done. It was just too dangerous for Mimi and her cubs to be outside.
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