Order of the Omni: A Supernatural Romantic Suspense Novel (The Immortalies Book 1) by Penny Knight (good english books to read txt) 📗

love. The doctor is waiting. Hold on for me.” Leo’s hand finds mine offering the same support my brother was giving me just moments ago.

“I can’t.” I squeeze his hand. “It hurts too much,” I whisper, no energy to talk.

“You can, I know it.”

I shake my head as sharp knives stab at my stomach. “Something is wrong. Leo, the baby, something is wrong. I am sorry. I am so sorry.” Delirious now. I don’t want to do this. I just want it to be over.

The car halts at the Chancellor hotel. Back where it all began.

In the underground carpark Leo makes quick work of lifting me out of the car.

My heavy eyes close. They open again in the lift, my blinking slowing.

The pain hits again and I give into it leaving my eyes closed. My body and mind opting for the solace of the darkness.

The next time I open them, I’m in a bed. Leo’s bed. Surrounded by faces. Topher, Leo, the doctor, and some other woman hooking me up to a drip.

“You’re crowning Elita, it’s time to push,” the doctor says. Peeking up from in between my legs.

I drop my head to the pillow.

No.

I am done.

The pain rips through me, and my screams fill the room. Worse than ever before, I feel the sensation to push, but I can’t. The only thing I want to do is give up.

I don’t want the pain.

I don’t want the sorrow.

I am done.

Voices and faces fade in and out. But a familiar voice whispers in my ear.

“Don’t leave me, E. You can do this.” Topher’s sobs and plea have my eyes opening. I look to him and feel his hand in mine. Tears falling on both our faces. “Don’t leave me please,” he begs.

“It’s time to push. When you feel the next one Elita, push,” the doctor tells me.

This is it. I won’t have the energy or the strength to keep going much longer. When the pain hits. I squeeze my eyes and push.

I push and I push. When the pain subsides, the doctor encourages. “Great job, you’re nearly there, one more time.”

“No!” I cry. “I can’t!”

But I do.

The pain is back, and the pushing begins. Ripping through me, I scream as I feel the pressure and the relief when finally, the baby is born.

Immediately I open my eyes, breathless and panting.

It’s small. Tiny.

And purple.

Air doesn’t make it in my lungs, as I watch the doctor flip the baby onto its stomach on his arm. He pats the baby’s back and we wait in silence, with only the beeping of medical equipment in the background. Finally, the sweet sound of an infant crying filters through the room.

I lose it.

My sobs are uncontrollable.

“Congratulations,” the doctor announces. “You have a beautiful baby boy.”

I did it. He’s ok.

With what energy I have left, I smile and watch Leo cut his cord. Until a familiar feeling of the dreaded pain simmers again.

The machines beep in an erratic rhythm, the pats on the back and the joy that was here moments ago fades.

I seem to fade.

It comes back tenfold. Worse now than ever. The pain.

My screams overpowering the cries of my son.

“What the fuck is happening?” Leo demands to know from the doctor, who is already assessing.

The feeling to push is back.

This time I know the relief after it’s done.

The white dots are tunnelling my vision as I push and push.

“There’s another baby,” the doctor says.

I’m already pushing.

“What?” Leo bellows.

With the only bit of strength inside of me, I push one last time. Until the blackness takes over and I fade away.

"Her blood pressure is dropping." The doctor calls out whilst he holds the crown of my second child.

The first was placed in my arms after he was born, when we realised there were two.

I look down at the extremely small child. Smaller than normal.

"I need my emergency kit over here," the doctor says. Elita passes out. A loud continual beep sends chills in the air.

I hand the heir, my son, to the kid. His face goes white.

"Sit," I order. I know exactly what the doctor needs. Her body going into shock.

I'm back with the shot of adrenaline before he asks again. Pulling the cap off, I jab it in her leg.

A long gasp and she's back.

"There was only one," I tell the doc. He needs to get this baby out before it wears off.

I'm by her side, whether or not she wants me there.

"You can do this." I hold her hand.

The adrenaline has her eyes wide.

She nods and pushes.

And pushes.

With astonishing courage, she gives me another child. The doctor holds an even smaller child.

But it's the doctor's face I see. With a small shake of his head he says, "I'm sorry sir. She didn't make it."

She?

A daughter.

A not unfamiliar feeling, but one that sends the room back into hysterics. Her hand goes lifeless in mine.

The adrenaline is fading.

And she slips into unconsciousness again.

"She has lost too much blood, King Leo," the doctor says. “Her pulse is still there, she is alive but her body has shut down. Only using the blood where it is needed. Keeping her brain alive.”

"We will do everything we can. But if you could secure some blood, we can improve her chances. Do you know what blood type she is?"

I look to the kid.

He shakes his head and looks down at our son.

"Leave it with me." I need a problem I can fix to stop me from this pain. I will get her blood.

"I will need to finish up some procedures here with her. Then we will move her to another room."

I look at the bed. It's crimson. "The one across the hall."

He nods.

I don't wait, and I don't look back. I walk out of the room. Broderick stops the door from closing and follows me out.

"Leo?" he appears beside me. "Where are you going?"

"You heard the doctor, she needs blood."

"I can get the blood. You have somewhere you have to go." He stops me by grabbing my arm.

I