Billionaire Quadruplet Alphas

Sunday 20th September, 2020 (Continued)© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

Star’s POV

Our mouths literally dropped open. Harper took a deep breath.

“Why…what…why didn’t he raise us? Where has he been? What the f**k?” Said Harper.

“Harper!” Said Mia indignantly.

“Sorry, Mom. Sorry! It’s just a lot to process in one day,” said Harper.

He ran his hands through his long hair and put his head in his hands.

“Oh, Honey! I know, I know,” said Mia, coming over to us to rub Harper’s back.

I felt a bit shaky but I was…happy. I woke up this morning an orphan and now I had a Dad. One who possibly didn’t want me but I would cross that bridge when I got to it.

“Could you tell us a little more while we wait for him?” I asked Marco.

Marco sighed.

“Please,” I said, joining my hands together as if I were praying.

“Ok, he wants to explain certain things himself but…sure,” said Marco.

I almost squealed with excitement.

Harper looked up from his hands.

Marco sat back in his chair and Mia was looking intently at her husband.

“Your father was the best warrior I had ever encountered. He was unmatched, unparalleled. I was in awe of him from the moment I met him. I went to his pack to specifically learn from him. That was how good he was! He became my friend, my dearest friend, like a brother to me. He found his mate and he was crazy about her! My former player of a friend was whipped,” chuckled Marco.

Marco had our rapt attention. Harper and I were staring at him with wide eyes.

“He wanted to marry her but she was already engaged,” said Marco.

Harper narrowed his eyes.

I frowned. This sounded a bit…familiar.

“Her family had promised her to someone else and they wouldn’t budge an inch. She continued to see your father in secret and she got pregnant with you two,” said Marco, smiling, as he swivelled his index and middle fingers pointing to the two of us.

A small smile formed on Harper’s face though he looked a bit strained. I smiled too.

“She and your father wanted to elope before her forced wedding could take place. She had been concealing her pregnancy in the meanwhile. Her fiancé was a powerful man. He found out about her secret meetings with Marco, her pregnancy and her plan to escape and he sent fifty of his warriors after them. I was helping them. We were ahead but then your mother began having contractions. Your father asked me to take her and his unborn children to safety while he held them off. He took down all of them, every single one but he sustained some injuries. Your mother had given birth to you, Harper, her baby boy. She named you and she gave you to me and she asked me to take care of you,” said Marco, his voice cracking a little.

A tear escaped down Marco’s cheek. His l*p quivered.

“I did that. I took care of you, like you were my own baby boy,” said Marco, sniffling.

“I know, Dad, thank you,” said Harper softly, his eyes filling with tears.

Marco nodded. “There’s no need for thank yous between the two of us,” he said with a small smile.

He continued. “She was worried about your father’s injuries. He was in and out of consciousness. She wanted me to get medical attention for him. The second baby was taking a while to come. She didn’t want to go further and leave your Dad but she needed a midwife or a doctor or something for the second baby and your father needed a doctor too. They couldn’t go back to the pack doctors as things were so she devised a plan. She made me take your Dad to the nearest pack. He had a good reputation there. It was where they had planned to hide and rest for a bit before they went further. Your father had a few allies there. She went back to her pack, to her pack doctors showing them the b***d on her dress and saying she’d lost the baby and she was having trouble with the afterbirth. Her fiancé felt some pity for her and agreed to take her back. She was very special and he didn’t want to miss out on such a she-wolf. She had special powers that he knew his offspring would inherit if he was with her. Her father had a title that his future son could also inherit. She summoned her own doctor. An old man. She had known him since childhood and he delivered the “afterbirth”,” said Marco, using air quotations with his fingers.

“Oh,” said Harper. “She got the doctor to pretend there wasn’t a second baby and they already thought I was dead!” Said Harper with a gasp.

Marco nodded.

“The afterbirth was the actual afterbirth and you, Hannah, swaddled in a blanket went with the doctor, and he was entrusted with the task of getting a safe home for her baby girl, her Hannah. She had already had both of your names picked out and stitched on little blankets. She didn’t even tell the doctor your chosen name. The name Hannah was stitched in little yellow letters on a dark blue blanket. She had stitched yellow stars all over it too,” said Marco, tearing up again.

“I had been there back when she made your baby blankets! Your father had said “Dark blue for a girl!”,” exclaimed Marco, doing an impression of a gruff man with a very deep voice.

“Is that what our father sounds like?” I asked excitedly.

Marco laughed uproariously. “Yes, little Star. It’s not the best impression but you’ll hear his voice for yourself soon.”

My wolf was filled with longing and so was I. Would I really hear my Dad speak to me soon? I grasped Harper’s hand and he interlaced our fingers and held my hand tightly.

“Now, I’m telling you all this about the doctor taking you Hannah to safety but I did not know this at the time it was happening. I only found out much later. At the time, all I knew was she had gone back to her back to try to have the second baby in secret. I took your father and you, Harper, to the next pack as planned. That pack was run by a lineage of Alphas who prized excellent warriors and they loved your father. They nursed him back to health in secret. Once conscious, he was desperate to get back to her and the second baby, unsure what was going on with them. Then…we got some horrible news…” said Marco.

Marco took a deep shuddering breath.

“A messenger from your father’s old pack told us that…that…that your mother had killed herself. She believed your father dead and in her grief she leapt from the highest tower of the pack’s castle into the treacherous icy sea. They hadn’t found her body though. The only thing that made him believe it even a little was the fact that her pack held a funeral for her but with an empty casket. There was an obituary too,” said Marco with a sigh.

Harper’s arms encircled me. I was confused as to why at first and I looked up at him strangely. Then he touched my wet cheek and I realised tears were streaming down my face. I buried my face in his shirt.

“I should stop…” said Marco.

“No, please, continue,” I begged though it was muffled by Harper’s shirt.

I blew my nose in his shirt.

“Thanks,” said Harper sarcastically but he was smiling.

“We have the same DNA. We’re twins,” I said defensively.

Harper wiped his shirt with a tissue.

“We’re fraternal,” he said, chuckling slightly.

“Similar DNA then,” I corrected myself.

He tweaked my nose.

“Ow!” I complained.

We both turned back to Marco. He was smiling at our exchange. Mia had now gone over back to Marco. She was rubbing his shoulders.

“Your father disguised himself with magic provided by the pack helping him and searched the seashore, the rocks, the icy landscape. He wanted to search the alleged site of her suicide for himself. There was no trace of her. He feared she was imprisoned somewhere, still alive but this could not be. There had been infighting within the pack. Her fiancé and his relatives had been killed already so there was no further vengeance for your father to take. He became depressed. He cursed at the wind. He asked me to care for you, Harper. Again, someone was bestowing you upon me as your mother had. I was already changing your diapers and feeding you milk as it was so of course, it made sense,” Marco said.

Harper smiled slightly.

“Your father disappeared for a while. He didn’t tell me where he was going. I met my mate and explained why I already had a baby boy. Turned out that made me even more of a catch,” said Marco, chuckling.

“I can’t have my own children,” said Mia softly. “So when my mate came with a baby already, I couldn’t believe it! I was so happy! I loved you from the moment I saw you, Harper!”

Harper’s smile widened.

“Then, your father returned when Harper was a little boy. He didn’t want you to rely on him, Harper. He didn’t want to disappoint you. He was in bad shape. Losing a mate is like a second death. The wolf’s spirit dies with its mate. He loved you though. He still loves you,” said Marco in earnest.

Harper looked upset.

“Your father had found Hannah,” said Marco, grinning. “We were overjoyed!”

I gasped.

Marco nodded. Mia nodded eagerly too.

“Another baby, a girl!” Squealed Mia. “A sister for Harper, a twin!”

Harper grinned at Mia’s enthusiasm.

“Yes, but your adopted grandmother had lost her daughter and her daughter’s mate too so she just couldn’t part with you too,” said Marco sadly.

“Your Dad disappeared again. Sometimes I would be watching you playing Harper and I would catch a whiff of his scent. He was stealthy but I knew his scent well. He would watch over you. I knew he probably did the same with Hannah. Eventually he found out the story of how Hannah was hidden by the doctor. He tracked down the doctor’s son and he knew. That’s just about everything I know and can tell. The rest because there is more has to be told by your father,” said Marco.

“Why?” Asked Harper.

“Because it’s time for you to know why I wanted you both hidden you until you were of age,” said a deep voice from behind us.

My heart almost stopped.