Chapter 118

Valen POV

Everly had been put on bed rest. She had made it to 30 weeks pregnant, and Doc said at the moment, there was a chance she wouldn’t carry the pregnancy to term. He also told us at her last appointment that she would need to have a c-section. But with everything going on, we hadn’t even started setting up the nursery.

Everly wanted to come, but she could barely walk a few meters without having to pee, and her feet were swollen. However, she didn’t trust my vanilla taste, as she called it, so Valarian and I stopped by the hotel on the way to the baby store to pick up Macey and Zoe, who were coming to help pick out the baby stuff.

She insisted he go to spend some time with me after we learned he had received detention, twice for hitting two boys at school and had been playing up. We spoke to him about it, and he said the boy deserved it. He refused to tell us what it was about, despite us trying to talk to him about it.

Though I was glad they were coming because I knew Valarian would have a meltdown when he learned the genders. We didn’t have the heart to tell him when we got home after the ultrasound. When we picked him up from school that day, he held balloons he painted blue. So today would be his revelation that he was getting three sisters instead of brothers. I nervously chewed my nail as I waited for Zoe and Macey to come out.

Zoe was first out of the hotel, skipping excitedly over when I see Macey come out the side doors of the restaurant, and Zoe spots her. For a second, they stand there staring at each other. My brows furrow at why when they both start racing toward the car, shoving and pushing each other. “Shotgun!” Macey screams.

“I called it first!” Zoe snarls, shoving her only to be ripped back as she reaches for the door handle. Macey sticks her tongue out at her when Zoe falls on her b#tt. She hops in the car, and I raise an eyebrow at her, and Zoe huffs and climbs in the back with Valarian. “You two are idiots. I can’t believe you just fought over the front seat like damn children,” I tell them, shaking my head while they place their seatbelts on.