Aurelia POV
By the time Mira burst through the door, rain was hammering the roof so hard I could barely hear my own screaming.
"How far apart?" Mira shouted over the storm, already rolling up her sleeves.
"Five minutes maybe!" Freya yelled back. "Started about an hour ago!"
"Get her to the bed. Now."
Two other women I barely recognized helped me up, one on each side, half-carrying me toward the small back room Freya had hastily prepared with blankets and clean water. Another contraction hit before we even made it through the doorway, and I doubled over, gripping the doorframe so hard my knuckles went white.
"I can't," I gasped. "It's too soon, it's too early, something's wrong…"
"Listen to me." Mira grabbed my face gently, forcing me to look at her. "Babies come when they come. Earl
