บท 100: 100 - Happy Birthday (3k words)
YaYa's POV
After rinsing myself in the bathroom, I wrapped a towel around my body and sat on the edge of the hot spring, my feet splashing water at Gold and Romeo.
The water was clear, so their naked bodies were fully exposed. A towel laid over their crotches, hiding the indecent parts.
Gold was still out of it and had lost all awareness of his surroundings. That little lovebug used more venom on him compared to Skaris and Bart, that's for sure.
I gave the water a stir, watching the ripples dance around my ankles before splashing some water again.
"..." Romeo covered Gold's face, protecting his eyes.
Mitchell and Curtis didn't use a lethal dose on the boys, nor did they try to kill each other. They were simply trying to outdo one another.
But what if they become serious about it someday or accidentally end up killing each other? What would I do then? I did tell them to get rid of each other if they felt like I had too many males, didn't I? Well, that was not the best joke I've cracked. (I was not joking though.)
They could if they had the guts.
Mitchell and Curtis were not the only ones who had access to lethal substances. I had too.
The two were currently sitting in a corner like two stray cats, soaking in their own misery. They looked at me then at each other and shook their heads.
"What are you shaking your heads for? I just wanted to join the fun. I didn't know I wasn't allowed to have some," I said in a teasing voice.
Skaris and Bart entered the manor, their tails wagging, "We buried the antidote," they said as they helped themselves into the hot spring, "It should take them a while to find it."
"...and if we don't?" Mitchell questioned in a raspy voice, "...if we don't find it?" He looked as if he had suffered a stroke.
"I'll give it to you myself," I said, "Once it's no longer funny to watch you like this, of course," I finished.
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Vick entered the manor with a bottle of wine in hand, "Are we celebrating something? Or did someone die?"
"Perfect timing," I said, beckoning him over, "You just decided to disappear at the worst time ever. Where's Karrak?"
Vick lifted his phone and waved it around.
The cloaked male on the screen lifted a glass of wine, "I'm right here," he said, "Enjoying the gift Vick has sent me. Were you looking for me?"
I splashed water at Gold again, trying to wake him up, "Well, we have a bit of a situation here, so I would appreciate your presence. It's a family matter."
Karrak lowered his glass, "What's the problem? I'm not the best at fixing things, but I can try."
"I'm pregnant."
Karrak spat his wine and coughed violently.
The wine in Vick's hand slipped and shattered to the ground.
"What did you say?" Vick and Karrak asked at the same time.
The rest was too shocked to speak.
"Who's the father?" Vick asked, approaching me carefully.
"You know damn well who the father is."
Karrak leaned forward, "So it's Vick's," he said, "Was it during the fight with his beast form?"
I nodded, "Beastmen's sperm has a unique ability to reshape a female's egg to match their own DNA. A single egg can split into dozens, even hundreds, depending on the beastman's genes."
I continued, "For male cubs, they don't need their mother's genetic material, just her womb and egg as a vessel. But for female cubs, they require their mother's DNA. I won't be able to have a baby girl in the near future, but a baby boy is possible. Building a safe and nurturing pod for them shouldn't be too difficult."
I touched my stomach, "He is barely a day old, yet he is already the size of a pea. We have less than a month to get ready for his arrival if this continues." I looked over to see their reaction, but they were all stunned silent.
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Vick lifted me up, "Get some rest and leave everything to us. You're carrying a child. You shouldn't push yourself. No sex, no fighting, no stress, no physical activity, and no drinking or eating anything weird."
The boys stood up and nodded. Vick explained how he reached adulthood in one year. He and his siblings didn't hatch from eggs outside their mother's body, but inside of her. The speed of their growth was just too fast for her body to keep up with.
The more he spoke, the more their expressions turned into horror. I was going to give birth to a little monster that would drink my blood, suck on my marrow, and eat my flesh. How could anyone be okay with that?
I lifted my fist and knocked Vick down, "And watch how you run around like headless chickens? If you want to help, then let me hit you. My hands are itching, and the little pea inside me agrees."
Vick groaned in pain, "I'm just worried about you," he said and tried to get up.
I knocked him back down, "Stay there and be my footrest. I'll let you off when my feet feel better."
"Fine," Vick pulled my ankle and tripped me, "Come here," he said as he pulled me closer, "Can't you tell I'm happy to hear you're carrying our child? Let me take a look."
Vick opened the towel, exposing everything. Then, he laid me on my back and spread my legs, taking me before the others, "So I can fuck you in peace without a care in the world, right? Without having to worry about you or the baby, right? Whenever I want to, however many times, wherever I feel like it, and however hard and long, right?"
I didn't have time to say anything as his lips found their way to mine.
"As long as I feel like it," I said once our lips parted.
He smiled against my lips, "Then you better be prepared because I feel like it now."
That scumbag filled me halfway in, then pulled out. Wrapping the towel around my body and seated me back at the edge of the pool, where our fight began.
"I'm going to build a crib," Vick said, kissing away the vein on the side of my temple, "Thank you, Precious," he whispered, his voice cracking with emotion, "This is the best birthday gift ever. Thank you."
"Who is going to finish what you started?" I crossed my legs.
"Let's continue later," Vick said, his smile bright and warm, "Right now, I feel like building a crib."
Vick jumped up, dodging my attack, and ran out of the manor, "My female is pregnant!" He roared at the top of his lungs, "I'm going to be a dad! Every household gets free entry to the resort for two days—on me! Send out invitations to everyone!"
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Everyone looked at me as if expecting a comment about our cheapskate of a head male suddenly becoming too generous.
"Is it too late to divorce him?" I asked, feeling a headache coming on.
"He is making Dear eat her words again," Skaris whispered to Bart.
"He really loves to play with death," Bart answered, "It's a wonder how he's still alive after all these years. Why did he even leave? It's not really about building a crib, is it?"
"He needs his alone time when he gets emotional. Not only him but also his beast and the dragon. Let him be. He is not going to cheat, especially not when his ancestors' purpose was also fulfilled," said Romeo.
The boys shrugged and circled me, their hands hovering above my stomach, "Are you going to be alright?"
"Yeah." I sighed deeply and spread my arms, inviting them for a group hug, "Happy?"
Their teary eyes answered my question. Happy didn't even begin to cover how they felt. Everyone except Mitchell, who had no tear glands, bawled their eyes out.
I felt the sting of tears in the corners of my eyes and the lump in my throat.
"Tone it down," I said, rubbing the tears from their eyes, "Or I'm going to start crying, and then I'm going to make your lives a living hell for making me cry,"
"I'm so happy I could die," Skaris said, hugging me tighter.
"Me three," Romeo added, and coaxed Gold, who still didn't regain his senses, to say a number six.
"Me four," Bart joined.
"Me five," Curtis said, trying to stand up from his corner.
"Me six," Gold repeated after Romeo.
"Me seven," Mitchell breathed out tiredly.
"Me eight," Muir said.
"Me nine," Karrak said, "Can we settle on this order for who gets to have a baby with Yaya? I'm not asking for agreement from the entire harem, just those of us here."
"The baby isn't even born yet, and you already think about the next baby. You're supposed to be happy for this one first," I said, not really mad at them. If it could prevent some petty schemes and fights between the boys, then that would be a blessing.
A random order is sometimes more easy to accept than a reasonable reason why should someone have a higher priority.
"I'll be the next Papa!?" Skaris almost fainted from excitement. He howled, "Yess!"
He exchanged high-fives with Bart and hugged one another, celebrating. Even the two zombies in the corner weren't spared from their antics.
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A few moments later...
The pups couldn't watch Mitchell and Curtis suffer for too long. Romeo couldn't either, so he asked them to spill the beans.
"Under the white rose bush!" both yipped at the same time.
Muir glared at the pups with disappointment, which sent them skittering outside and disappearing from sight before he could dig it out and hide it elsewhere.
He rushed after them, "You two are too merciful. It's no wonder your ex-females found you gullible and kicked you around. How can you be this naive? They will never learn their lesson."
"Muir, they are part of the pack. You don't hurt your own. Don't you remember?" The pups' voices trailed off, their loyalty unwavering, "And don't compare our exes with Mitchell and Curtis unless you want us to dig a hole for you to lie in. How are we going to chase away our female's suitors without them?"
"Hop on, we will reach it faster in flight," Muir said after hearing the last sentence.
I heard footsteps running and a whooshing sound that resembled wings flapping. Then, they were gone.
Romeo raised a brow in disbelief at the situation he just witnessed. "What is this 'you don't hurt your own' they spoke about just now?"
I shrugged my shoulders, "Who knows? Some kind of wolf moral code, I suppose?" I splashed some water on Gold with my foot again.
The water sprayed at his face, waking him up from whatever vision he had seen. He looked around, confused, and started panicking.
"Don't leave me alone," Gold called at the space in front of him. "Where are you?! Yali...I...I need..."
I teleported him to my side.
Gold started touching everything in his vicinity. When he noticed the feel of my skin, he instantly hugged it. A sigh of relief left him.
After a moment, he realized the soft thing he was cuddling had a heartbeat. "Yali...My Yali." He moved closer and breathed me in, "I just saw how you left me," he said with a broken choke, "I searched for you everywhere but couldn't find you."
"Poor little starlight," I whispered, wrapping my arms around him, "How could I leave such a pretty gemstone lying around all by itself? Such a precious jewel. So rare. So beautiful."
His chest expanded with every word I spoke and a deep blush formed on the tip of his ears. "This must be a dream. Yali would never speak like that. I must have gone insane."
"You are insane, yes," I confirmed.
"Who are you?" His eyebrows furrowed, his lips turning down in a frown. He quickly pushed me away, but I didn't let him escape that easily. I pulled him back into my arms and locked him in between my legs, not allowing any movement.
"You aren't Yali."
"The scorpion's venom works wonders on you, doesn't it?" I laughed out loud. I should tell Mitchell to use it more often on this grumpy star, "Don't be so paranoid, silly," I said and nuzzled him behind his ear, "You are stuck with this one right here," I added, "Forever and ever."
Curtis raised his hand weakly and slapped the back of Mitchell's head as if saying: 'Look what your nonsense caused.'
Mitchell hissed under his breath, and they both dragged their bodies across the wood planks like zombies.
"Let go of me," Gold demanded, "Whoever you are, whatever you want. I only belong to Yang Yali. The real one. There is no other." His struggle increased tenfold, "Where is she? Where are you keeping her? Answer me!"
"If I answer, will you stop struggling?" I asked.
He nodded.
"She is currently holding you hostage in her thighs," I revealed with a smug look on my face.
"Very skillfully, may I add," Romeo interjected, pressing his chest against Gold's back, "Her grip is perfect." He cupped my butt from behind, massaging my bottom slowly. "Very firm...very pleasing to the touch..." He bit Gold's neck playfully, "Too bad there's no room for me."
"Romeo? What are you doing here?" Gold wondered. He stopped moving entirely after hearing Romeo's voice.
"Where else would I be?" Romeo teased, pressing a soft kiss to Gold's shoulder, "I wondered when I would finally become a part of your fantasies."
"My fantasies?" Gold questioned, unsure, but still keeping his priorities straight, "Do you know where the real Yali is?"
"Aside from having her legs wrapped around us?" Romeo glanced at me. I gave him a look that told him I got this covered, so he kept quiet and decided to play along with it instead. "She is inside our hearts," he whispered into Gold's ear, "Always there. Never forgotten."
Gold lowered his head as if thinking over Romeo's words. "What do we do with this fake Yali, then?" he questioned, eyeing me carefully.
Romeo pondered about it for a moment, his head resting on Gold's shoulder, "What do you suggest we should do?"
"Give her to the boys," he replied without missing a beat, "They always asked for this type of Yali for themselves. If they like this Yali and she makes them happy, they could keep her. We will find the real Yali together."
Curtis and Mitchell gave an audible, "Give." Their fingers moved slightly, as if showing they wanted to get closer to take the offered goods, but Gold was completely deaf and blind to them.
My teeth flashed, and Romeo had to suppress a laugh behind his back.
I stood up and walked toward the two zombies in the back, deciding to give Romeo and Gold a bit of privacy.
I grabbed Mitchell and Curtis by their arms, lifting them, and dragging their almost limp bodies toward the bedroom.
"What kind of view do you prefer? Standing, sitting, lying down?" I asked the zombies, "Or kneeling? Limp, floppy or paralyzed?" I suggested as I laid them against the headboard, side by side.
Both shook their heads weakly, denying everything.
"Not in the mood?" I asked.
They both nodded. Then they changed their mind again and shook their heads.
I patted their cheeks and kissed them, "You two look so cute right now," I complimented, "Makes me wanna tie you up and never let you go." I traced their chins, "Would you two be alright with that?" I asked, "Being tied and played with until you have nothing more to offer?"
They stared at me, intoxicated expressions written on their faces. In the end, they only shrugged and closed their eyes, accepting their fate. In other words, they said 'Fuck us up, we don't care anymore.'
I chuckled softly, then proceeded to tug them under the blankets, "Sleep tight, my naughty scamps. May my image haunt you today and beyond."
They melted into the covers like a warm piece of butter, no longer fighting me.
"Come back later for us, yeah?" Mitchell managed to slur before passing out.
Curtis hummed, "Us." He confirmed as if saying amen at the end of a prayer. A blessing of some sort. Something along the lines of: 'And don't you dare forget us. I'll be counting every second, every minute, every hour you waste on others that could be spent with us.'
Or something similar to that.
In other words: 'Be prepared. You will regret leaving us unattended.'
I sealed our little pact by wrapping their pinkies around each other and tying them together with a strand of my hair.
I walked back to the hot spring. I should have some fun before the little pea inside me could become aware of his surroundings and get traumatized for the rest of his life.
Only one pea survived the fertilization process. There was no egg splitting because there was no egg─just a little pod of flesh that was supposed to hold and nurture its growth until birth. My blood would flow through his veins, and he would transform my genes into those of his father.
Father probably found the solution a long time ago. The only way for him to continue his bloodline was to learn the beastmen's reproducing abilities. Why didn't he do it? Why did he keep me as his only offspring?
╔═══ Author's note ════╗
We've reached chapter 100! 🫂🎉
And what way to celebrate it if not with YY's pregnancy? 🫛
There's still a lot to explore before this novel is finished, to name a few: St. Zachary, The Ape King and Jean, Skaris's homeland, and of course, lots of cubs! 🫣
Thank you so much for all the support so far. 🙏🏻🥰
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