THREE WEEKS LATER - SERPENT TERRITORY; INSIDE NAGA’S CAVE,
After a (barely) successful heist, All three of them thought it would be a good idea to relax for a bit before another of their burglary. So they ca back to Naga’s cave.
And now, Alex is being hit by the morning sickness without warning.
One mont, Alex was helping Leo sort through their supplies for the upcoming Wolf Tribe expedition. The next, he was stumbling toward the cave entrance, hand clamped over his mouth, stomach heaving violently.
He made it outside just in ti to lose his breakfast—and yesterday’s dinner—in the bushes.
"Alex!" Leo was at his side imdiately, one massive paw supporting his back. "What’s wrong? Are you ill?"
"I’m—" Alex heaved again. "I’m fine. Just—give a second—"
Naga appeared from wherever he’d been patrolling, moving faster than should be possible for sothing without legs. "Little mate?"
"Probably just ate sothing bad," Alex gasped, wiping his mouth with a shaky hand. "That purple fruit from yesterday tasted weird—"
"We all ate the sa fruit," Leo said, ears flat with worry. "And neither Naga nor I feel ill."
Alex’s stomach churned again. He pressed a hand to his abdon, feeling the muscles clench. "Then maybe I’m coming down with sothing? A bug? Food poisoning?"
[System: ...Host?]
The system’s tone was different. Not cheerful. Not teasing.
Almost... careful.
"What," Alex said, dread pooling in his gut alongside the nausea. "Why do you sound like that?"
[System: When was your last heat cycle?]
"Three weeks ago? Right after the temple heist, rember? The disaster in Raqasha’s ditation chamber?" Alex frowned.
"Why?"
[System: And before that?]
"Like... four days before? When you told about the whole ’recessive oga’ thing?" Alex’s frown deepened. "System, what’s going on?"
[System: Host. I need you to not panic.]
"THAT’S THE WORST WAY TO START A SENTENCE."
[System: Your body temperature has increased by 0.3 degrees. Your hormonal levels have shifted significantly. Your scent profile has changed—Naga and Leo probably noticed but didn’t want to worry you. And you’ve been experiencing fatigue, mood swings, and now morning sickness.]
[System: Congratulations, Host. You’re approximately four weeks pregnant.]
The world tilted sideways.
If Leo hadn’t been supporting him, Alex would have hit the ground.
"Pregnant??" he repeated numbly. "I’m... pregnant??"
Both Naga and Leo had gone very, very still.
"Is that what the spirit said?" Naga asked, his voice carefully controlled.
"Yes," Alex whispered. "It says I’m... four weeks along."
Silence.
Complete, absolute silence except for the jungle sounds and Alex’s ragged breathing.
Then Leo made a sound—high, broken, sowhere between a laugh and a sob. "You’re... we’re... you’re carrying...? You can give birth? Male can give birth? "
" Yes, that’s what the system said. " Alex replied.
Leo stared at Alex like the smaller human had just announced he was personally responsible for rearranging the stars.
His golden eyes were so wide the pupils had shrunk to thin vertical lines. His ears kept flicking forward and back in rapid, confused twitches. The massive white lion—apex predator, exile, terror of the savanna—looked like a confused kitten who’d just been told gravity was optional.
"You’re... pregnant," Leo repeated slowly, as if saying the words again might make them suddenly make sense. "You. Alex. The male. The one with..."
He gestured vaguely toward Alex’s lap, then imdiately looked away like he’d been caught staring at sothing forbidden. "With... that."
Alex, still kneeling in the dirt with one hand braced on Leo’s foreleg for balance, managed a weak, hysterical laugh.
"Yeah. Surprise?"
Leo took a huge breath sucking half of the cave air into his nostrils and stabilized himself.
"Four weeks? That ans the babies are..." Leo’s voice trailed off as he did the ntal math, his golden eyes widening.
"Most likely yours," Leo said, looking at Naga, whose expression had gone from stunned to utterly poleaxed.
[System: Even though you were a recessive oga, it was still odd how easily you were going into heat. Now it explains everything. Your children just needed so... juices.]
"What do you an JUICES?!" Alex scread, his voice loud enough to make the cat system flicker its ears back to avoid getting holes in its ear drums.
[System: It ans your hormones were up and down during your gestation period and your body was unable to handle it, so it erged as your heat symptoms! The babies were basically hijacking your biology to make sure they had optimal developnt conditions. Very clever of them, honestly!]
"The babies gave HEAT CYCLES?!"
Alex’s voice cracked sowhere between horror and disbelief. "I’ve been suffering through irregular heats because my UNBORN CHILDREN were manipulating my hormones?!"
[System: Well, when you put it that way, it sounds sinister. Think of it more like... enthusiastic biological optimization! They wanted to make sure they had the best environnt to grow! Smart babies!]
"They’re not even BORN yet and they’re already causing chaos," Alex said faintly.
Leo made a choked sound that might have been a laugh. "They take after their fathers, then."
Naga, who had been frozen in place this entire exchange, finally seed to reboot. His eyes—which had been distant and unfocused—suddenly sharpened with an intensity that made Alex take an involuntary step back.
"Mine," Naga said, his voice dropping into that dangerous, possessive register. "The hatchlings are mine."
"Uh, yes?" Alex said nervously. "The tiline matches up. Our first heat, in the cave, when we first bonded—"
"You’re carrying my offspring." Naga’s coils began to move, circling closer with predatory grace. " Six of them. "
[System: Running genetic scan for confirmation... Yup! There are six of them and all of the fetuses show dominant serpent markers! Congratulations, Snake Dad! You knocked up your mate on the first try! Very efficient!]
"Can we NOT phrase it like that?!" Alex protested, face burning red.
But Naga wasn’t listening. He’d closed the distance between them, his hands coming up to cup Alex’s face with a gentleness that completely contradicted the fierce, wild joy blazing in his erald eyes.
"Hatchlings?!" he breathed. "Our hatchlings. I’m going to be a father."
Then, without warning, he threw his head back and let out a triumphant hiss that echoed through the entire cave system—a sound of pure, primal satisfaction.
"Okay, that was loud," Alex muttered, covering his ears.
"That was the serpent equivalent of shouting from the rooftops," Leo translated, looking amused despite his own obvious emotional turmoil. "He’s... very happy."
"VERY HAPPY?!" Naga turned to Leo, eyes blazing. "I have claid my mate AND secured offspring! My bloodline continues! The spirits themselves smile upon us!"
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