Free Web NovelChapter 528: Episode 526: I don’t need anything from you
"The helicopter is completely useless!" Syris yelled, running back into the living room. His normally perfect hair was totally messed up from the wind. "The pilot says the blizzard is too heavy! The wind will knock us right out of the sky!" frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓
Roxy let out a loud, painful groan. She squeezed her eyes shut as another massive, tight contraction rolled completely across her giant stomach. It hurt so much worse than the first one. She grabbed Zarek’s thick shirt, her knuckles turning completely white.
"We are not waiting out a storm!" Zarek roared, his golden eyes wide with total panic. He easily scooped Roxy up into his massive arms, holding her carefully against his broad chest. "Get the SUV! Now!"
The six Kings moved like a highly trained army. Caspian grabbed the pre-packed hospital bags. Ren wrapped Roxy in three thick, heavy winter blankets so the freezing cold wouldn’t touch her skin. They all rushed down to the massive underground garage.
Kaelen jumped directly into the driver’s seat of their biggest black SUV.
Zarek climbed into the spacious back seat, holding Roxy tightly in his lap while Torian and Ren crowded in to protect her. The heavy garage doors opened, and Kaelen slammed his boot on the gas pedal.
The heavy truck roared out into the total, blinding white chaos of the storm.
The roads down the mountain were completely covered in deep, heavy snow. It was coming down so fast that the windshield wipers couldn’t even keep up. But Kaelen drove like a professional getaway driver. He gripped the steering wheel with his strong hands, his icy blue eyes totally focused. He drifted the massive truck around slippery corners, never letting the tires slide off the road.
But when they finally reached the bottom of the mountain and hit the city streets, they ran into a massive problem.
The human city was completely paralyzed. Dozens of small, normal cars were stuck right in the middle of the road, their tires spinning uselessly in the deep snow. The traffic was totally blocked. There was no way the SUV could get through.
"Move!" Zarek yelled, gently passing Roxy into Ren’s safe arms.
Zarek and Torian threw their doors open and jumped right out into the freezing, biting winter storm. They were just normal humans now. They didn’t have magic to melt the ice, and they couldn’t turn into giant beasts to step over the traffic. But they were still massive, incredibly strong men who were absolutely desperate to save their wife.
The Dragon King and the White Tiger marched right up to the stuck cars. They planted their heavy winter boots deep into the snow, placed their giant hands on the bumpers of the stranded cars, and pushed with pure, raw human muscle.
The veins popped on their thick necks. They roared with effort, pushing the heavy metal cars right out of the street and into the snowbanks. The drivers inside the stuck cars stared at them with their jaws completely dropped, watching two men in expensive clothes act like literal human bulldozers.
"Go, Kaelen, go!" Torian shouted, waving the SUV forward as he pushed a taxi out of the way.
Inch by inch, they cleared the path. Roxy cried out in the back seat, burying her sweaty face into Ren’s shoulder. The pain was coming faster and faster now. The triplets were completely ready to be born, and they did not care about the snow.
After what felt like a million years, Kaelen completely smashed through the final snowdrift and pulled the SUV right up to the hidden, private entrance of their secret hospital wing.
Syris’s highly paid team of doctors and nurses were already waiting at the glass doors with a rolling hospital bed.
Zarek jumped out of the snow, totally out of breath and covered in white flakes. He grabbed Roxy and laid her gently on the bed. The doctors immediately started running down the bright, clean white hallways.
"Stay with me, bunny, you are doing so great," Torian promised, running right beside the bed and holding her hand.
They pushed her into a massive, warm delivery room. The doctors quickly hooked her up to totally normal human machines that started beeping loudly. Syris stood right next to the head doctor, making sure every single thing was perfect. Zarek stood at Roxy’s head, letting her squeeze his giant hand as hard as she wanted.
"Okay, Roxy," the human doctor said calmly, looking at the monitors. "The babies are ready. On the next contraction, I need you to take a deep breath and push with everything you have."
Roxy nodded, tears of pain and totally exhausting effort running down her red cheeks. She felt the tight, burning wave of pain start to build up in her lower back again. It grew bigger and bigger, rushing forward like a runaway train.
"Now!" the doctor yelled.
Roxy squeezed Zarek’s hand so hard she almost broke his thick fingers. She squeezed her eyes shut, opened her mouth, and pushed with all her might.
And right at that exact second, the storm outside won.
A massive blast of freezing wind and ice slammed into the city’s main power grid.
The bright lights in the hospital room instantly died. The beeping monitors completely shut off. The entire hospital, and the entire city outside, went completely, totally pitch black.
The doctors gasped in the dark. Zarek yelled something angrily, but his deep voice sounded strange, like he was suddenly miles and miles away.
In the total, heavy darkness, the terrible pain in Roxy’s stomach suddenly vanished. The sounds of the panicked doctors and her worried husbands completely faded into absolute silence. It felt like time had literally frozen in place.
And then, she heard it.
It was a voice echoing directly inside her own head.
Roxy’s eyes snapped open in the dark. She couldn’t see anything, but she knew exactly who was talking to her. It wasn’t anything magical happening in the hospital room—it was the gods. The unseen, totally unfair gods who had controlled her life, dumped her into the Beastworld, and then ripped her away from it.
The absolute second she recognized their presence in her mind, a hot, totally violent fire of pure hatred exploded in her chest.
She hated them. She despised them. Her hatred ran so incredibly deep into her bones that it actually made her teeth grind together. These were the gods who had let her suffer. These were the gods who had pulled her away from Drax, Axel, Fedor, Tanith, Zale, and tiny baby Gianna. They had broken her heart into a million pieces and acted like it was just a fun game. She wanted absolutely nothing to do with them.
"Be calm, Matriarch," the voice echoed in her head, sounding perfectly smooth and totally annoying.
"Get out of my head," Roxy spat back fiercely, not speaking out loud, but shouting the words angrily inside her own mind. "I hate you! Leave me alone!"
"We will not stay long," the gods stated their business anyway, completely ignoring her totally valid anger. "We came to offer you a gift. An ability to communicate with your children in the Beastworld."
Roxy froze in the dark. Her breath caught in her throat. Talk to them?
"You must understand," the voice continued flatly, totally lacking any real emotion. "The Beastworld was never meant to be real. It was an accident. A mistake in the universe that was too dangerous to keep open. We had to close the door. But... we owe you. You and your family helped clean up the mess. So, we are giving you this small string to hear their voices across the worlds."
The gods acted like they were doing her a giant favor. They acted like a phone call was supposed to make up for a lifetime of stolen hugs, missed birthdays, and totally broken hearts.
Roxy’s sorrow suddenly twisted into completely fierce, unbreakable Matriarch rage.
She didn’t want their stupid pity. She didn’t want their fake gifts. She was a mother who wanted to hold her babies in her own two arms.
"I don’t need anything from you!" Roxy bit back, her mental voice screaming with absolute, raw fury. "Keep your stupid gift! What is a simple communicate compared to my physical presence?!"
