Help! Five Beast Alphas Want To Breed Me!!(BL)

Zephan;

The scent of herbs floats in the room, and it’s not from the vines and flowersI have growing on the walls. With how indifferent Aunt Selthía is towards us, I thought all the herbs and flowers in my room would be dead by now, but they’re healthy, green, properly kept.

She’s had my room maintained even in my absence.

I stare at the vines hanging from the ceiling and some of the flowers blossoming on the walls, and take a deep breath.

I’m staring about my room like I didn’t grow up here because watching the physician attend to Elián is making me anxious.

I stand beside Aunt Selthía while trying my best to keep my hands from shaking as the physician finishes her examination of Elían.

He looks... calm. Too calm. As if someone carved him from silence.

I just want to be told that he’s okay. I miss his beautiful smile. His innocent eyes.

Light! The boy doesn’t deserve this. He lost consciousness while healing me. He’s too bright and pure for all this hurt and chaos.

The physician eventually sighs as she drops some things into her bag. She slings it across her shoulders and leans back over Elián.

The seemingly soft-spoken woman with silver-threaded braids brushes Elían’s hair away from his forehead.

”His pulse has steadied,” she murmurs, more to herself than to us.

”Breathing is normal. No signs of internal trauma...” She continues, and some of the tension in my spine unwinds, but only a little.

”So he’s fine?” I ask, with my voice embarrassingly hopeful.

”He’s completely fine?” I push, and the woman turns to me.

She gives a small smile before nodding.

”Your Omega is stable. What happened to him was exhaustion... extreme exhaustion. It seems he pushed himself far beyond what his body could handle.” She explains, and I swallow.

”The stress was not physical alone... I can sense mental exhaustion off him too.” She adds, and guilt pricks my chest.

Of course, he’s exhausted. He exerted himself trying to heal me.

”He’ll need rest,” The physician continues.

”A lot of it. Days, perhaps. He has a few minor injuries. Cut, scrapes, bruising...but the paste I applied will help them heal quickly. There is nothing life-threatening.” She concludes and I exhale so deeply that my knees almost buckle.

”However?” Aunt Selthía who had remained silent behind me the whole time then questions and my brows knot.

However? What does she mean by that question??

I stare at the physician in confusion and only then do I see her hesitation. Like she’s refraining from saying something she’s discovered about Elián.”

Her eyes flick toward Elían... then away, as her fingers tighten around the leather strap of her satchel, and my heartbeat spikes.

Aunt is right. She is hiding something! Was she lying!??

”What?” I ask, taking a step closer, and the young woman gulps.

”What is it? You’re hiding something.” I push, and her silence is all the confirmation I need.

Cold dread surges through me as horrible thoughts and possibilities flood my mind.

”Is...Is he bleeding internally? Is he truly okay?? Is he...” I begin to panic but slow down as the panic begins to pinch my throat shut.

”Is he dying?” I whisper, and Aunt Selthía sighs beside me.

”Zerana. Speak.” She commands, and the physician immediately bows.

”It’s none of the things you mentioned, Alpha. Elían is not dying. I promise you that.” She replies, and I swallow as I stare at her not knowing if to believe her or not.

”Then what are you hesitating for?” My voice cracks. ”Tell me what you’ve noticed. What’s wrong with him?” I demand, ans she draws in a slow breath.

”It may be nothing,” she begins gently, and I raise a brow.

”Truly. It is far too early for me to confirm. It could simply be the aftermath of stress. Or a hormonal spike. Or his body reacting to the exhaustion.” She continues and my patience sinks like wool in a pond.

”Out with it, woman! What’s wrong with my omega!?” I demand, and she jumps a bit.

Her gaze meets mine... steady, careful, but undeniably serious.

”There is a possibility...” she says quietly,

”that your Omega may be with child...” She adds, and every. Single. Thing. Pauses!

I blink as my mind turns empty and even my heartbeat seems to freeze mid-thump.

”W-what?” I whisper, in utter shock and the young physician quickly raises her hands before I can spiral further.

”It is only a possibility. I cannot confirm it yet. His body is giving signs... but they are signs that could mean several other things as well.” She speaks, and Aunt Selthía takes a deep breath beside me, but stays silent.

”To be honest. Telling him now would not be wise. If I am wrong, we risk breaking his heart unnecessarily. Omegas can become... emotionally fragile... when they believe a pregnancy has slipped from them.” She adds, and my breath trembles as I try to process what I’m hearing.

”He already seems stressed enough,” she says. ”Can we please keep this away from him. For now.” She adds, and I feel my mouth run dry.

”So... what do we do?” I question, and the brown eyes woman shrugs.

”Watch him,” She replies like it’s the easiest solution in the world.

”Watch him closely. Any change in mood, appetite, or pain... send for me immediately. And keep him calm. Always. Stress is dangerous at this stage... if he is pregnant.” She explains but my mind is busy racing to respond properly to her.

Pregnant.

Elían.

Pregnant??

The physician steps back. And Aunt Selthía moves to escort her out, giving me nothing but a nod before leaving the room with her.

The door clicks shut with their exit, and suddenly the room feels too big. Too quiet. Too void.

I stare at Elían.

His lashes rest gently against his cheeks. His lips are parted slightly, with his breathing slow but finally steady. He looks so... fragile.

The word repeats in my head.

Pregnant?

Eliánmight be carrying a child. Is it Rhydian or Koda’s baby??

My legs grow weak as I walk to the side of the bed and sit gently on it.

What will his reaction be if this is true?

Elían fears enough already.

Before he left the capital, I knew he was afraid of intimacy. He’s afraid of the responsibility we bought him for. He’s afraid of me, and now adding pregnancy to that?

I know Father has always wanted an heir but I’m so worried about Elián, I don’t know if I should celebrate this or not.

I stare at Elián and my stomach churns as I reach out to hold his hand.

”If the physician is right... Will you be happy about this?” I whisper, and of course, I get no answer.

My heart drops into my stomach when I suddenly remember a detail I completely forgot.

If Elián is pregnant, being here with me might be a problem!

When an Omega is pregnant, they need the Alpha who sired the child near them. At all times!! The scent, the presence, and the protection of the Alpha who’s marked them and who’s responsible for the child. It’s instinct. The only way the baby can survive.

But Koda and Rhydian are both in Gravemaw. I don’t even know who the father of the baby might be!

If Elían is really pregnant that...

I press my palms against my eyes in fresh, building worry.

How is he supposed to survive pregnancy when he’s here with me!??

I know nothing about taking care of pregnant Omegas. In fact, the thought of pregnancy scares me.

If Elián is truly expecting, I’m going to be the worst, most useless Alpha in history.

I don’t know what to do. I can’t do this alone, and I can’t count on Aunt Selthía to help me, she’s always unpredictable and keeps away from me.

I’m still drowning in my thoughts when the door slams open. I turn around, and instantly I shoot to my feet.

”Zethar!?” I call in disbelief and he runs over to me. He wraps his arms around me so tightly I nearly topple over.

”Fuck, you scared me!” he breaths, burying his face against my shoulder.

”I could feel your injuries and I... I was so confused and worried. I felt you get better but the worry in your heart was heavy in mine. I was scared something had happened to you. The moment I sensed you going through a portal, I knew you were coming here, and I just had to follow...” He rambles in both fear and relief, and I let out a small smile as I hug my brother.

”You came all this way for me?” I question, and he stomps on my foot while hugging me.

”Of course I did, you fuck! You think I’m ready to loose you!?” He replies, and I groan from the pain.

”I’m fine...” I whisper, but he only squeezes tighter while shaking like a startled child.

And all I can do is stand there, wrapped in his arms, staring over his shoulder at Elían’s sleeping form with my heart twisting in both fear, and uncertainty.