Warlord's Baby by Nancey Cummings

Author:Nancey Cummings
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: science fiction romance, mail order bride, arranged marriage, alien warrior romance, romance pregnancy, first baby new parents, first contact alien, having an aliens baby, married to an alien
Publisher: Menura Press

Paax

Exhaustion finally overcame his mate. She fought it, insisting on feeding their sons and holding them until they went to sleep, but eventually her eyes grew heavy. Her head lolled on his shoulder. The sounds of the medical bay filtered into their room. He would rather be in their quarters, in their own bed, but not even the warlord could defy the orders from the head of medicine. Mercy’s health and welfare came first, always.

Carefully, Paax extracted himself from the bed and covered her with a blanket.

The star pendant weighed heavily in his pocket. His plans to present the jewel to his mate had vanished when she woke and there hadn’t been to be an appropriate moment since then.

How about now?

He paused at the door to the room. The moment was private but he was reluctant to wake Mercy. Her rest was precious and there would be little of it in the coming weeks.

No, he decided. The gift of the pendant could wait.

In medical, Paax found Kalen. “Is there a problem, Warlord?”

“I want your report.”

The medic nodded and consulted his data tablet. Paax did not know the male well, mistrusted his youth, but had no doubt that Kalen was the most talented medic in the Mahdfel military.

“Your sons are healthy and robust.”

“No defects?”

“Are defects to be expected?”

Paax made a non-committal noise. He’d given himself a dose of the same compound that changed his brother, albeit a smaller dose. Worries nagged him. He knew how the experimental serum affected him but he did not know how it might affect the genes he would pass to his sons.

Kalen handed the tablet to Paax. “By every measure, they are ordinary.”

“Ordinary. Not exceptional?”

“Did you want an honest report, warlord, or for me to kiss your ass?”

Another noncommittal noise. The most talented Mahdfel medic had the ego and audacity to match his extraordinary talent.

“Exceptionally ordinary, then,” Kalen said.

“They are small.”

“They are within the acceptable weight range. Terrans are small and your sons will grow.”

His little star was, well, little. Kalen did not have to remind him that Terrans were diminutive.

“And my mate?”

“Recovering well. It was a stroke of luck that she was in medical when the twins went into distress.”

A warning rumbled in his throat. His sons’ survival, his mate’s life, should not have been preserved by luck.

“Terrans are surprisingly strong for beings so small,” Kalen said quickly. “As is your mate, in particular. I’m sure we would be having this same debriefing if she had not been in medical when the twins went into fetal distress.”

Paax doubted that. “The length of her recovery?”

“Two days for the acute effects of surgery but she needs to rest for at least a week. Medication and the hormones Terran females produce will mask pain. She may push herself too hard too quickly and injure herself. A week of bed rest would be optimal but I suspect she will protest. No lifting. No straining muscles.”

“And the future?”

“I see no reason why she would not be able to have more children.

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