Chapter Fifty Seven
Dinner with the family.
Emmi Parker’s Point of View
Something was weird.
I had let out a guttural moan as I hold my stomach, feeling nothing but lightheaded. While I know that this was possible during this time, it felt nothing but odd. Then again, I should know better than to add stress during these hectic times of my pregnancy. My hands were tight to the sink as I sighed, feeling like the world was going round.
This was not the same kind of pain that I have been experiencing from the past week, but a huge factor that this was all because of my lack of training was not really that I should shrug about anyway. Doctors had heard a lot of stories about people belittling how it was easy to carry an Alpha's child for the number of humans giving birth to be a future
