Filed to story: Luna Lovette and Alpha Kodak Story
Half an hour and a lot of cursing, growls, and cries later, they heard Lovette declare, “I can’t do this! Just leave her in there. She’ll be fine.”
“You’re doing really well,” Lydia assured her.
“No, I’m done! I’m tired, I’m sweaty, I’m in agony, and why do I feel like I need to shit?”
“It’s totally natural to feel that way,” said Grace in a placatory, calming voice. “Some women even have one during labor.”
“What?” The word dripped with horror. “Women can shit when they’re in labor? Tell me that won’t happen to me! Don’t you let me shit, Grace!” A loud, lengthy cry signaled that she was having another contraction.
Kodak’s voice was soft and encouraging. “Just breathe, baby.”
“I am fucking breathing! And why does this gas and air make me sound like Darth Vader?”
“Here, how about I move it out the way for-“
“Don’t you touch it,” she growled at him. “It’s mine. Understand?
Mine.”
“Okay, okay, you keep it, it’s yours.”
“Wanna try it?”
“No thanks, baby.” His smile could be heard in his voice. The only time his tone ever softened that way was when he was talking about, or talking to, his mate. It was a tone totally reserved for her.
A loud groan. “God, here comes another one.”
“You’re doing so well, Lovette,” praised Shaya. “I think you’ve only broken one of my fingers.”
“I think I’ve had a shit, Shaya.” The poor woman sounded distressed and mortified. “Have I, Grace? Don’t lie to me.”
“No, you haven’t.”
“I have, you’re lying. Is she lying, Lydia?”
“No,” Lydia quickly said, “you haven’t, I promise.”
“Shaya, why does it feel like the bed’s floating?” Lovette asked in a very loud whisper, though Jaime was sure that Lovette thought she was being quiet.
“Maybe we should take the gas and air from her,” suggested Kodak.
“Fucking try it.”
“Stop growling at me,” he whined.
“I’m not fucking growling! You need a fucking hearing aid!” More cries of pain as another contraction hit. “Grace…I think I can feel the head.”
“It is the head, Lovette,” confirmed Grace. “On the next contraction, I need you to push for me, okay.” A long pause. “Ready? Go.”
“Push,” encouraged Kodak.
” I am pushing, doofus.” A few moments later, there was a sob. “Why isn’t anything happening?”
“I know you’re tired, baby, but-“
“Don’t you touch me, Flintstone, this is your fault! Don’t think we’re playing Hiding Pedro ever again!”
Shaya sounded stern yet amused. “Now, Lovette, that wasn’t nice.”
“Cut it out of me!” Presumably Lovette was totally ignored, because she growled, “Fine. Give me a knife, I’ll do it!”
“One more, Lovette, and it’ll all be over, I promise. I need you to push really, really hard this time.”
“What do you think I’ve been doing all along? “
It was doubtless that Grace paid no heed to the string of insults that Lovette called her. Not long later, Grace said, “Here we go again. Ready? One, two, three.” Jaime was pretty sure the entire pack flinched at the sound of Lovette’s high-pitched scream. As it faded, the sound of a baby crying filled everyone’s ears. Outside the room, everybody’s face instantly lit up, but no one made a sound, eager to hear what Grace would announce to Lovette and Kodak. Ten seconds later…
New Book: Veiled Desires of the Alpha King Novel
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