The contractions started just before dawn, two months after the attack. I'd been cleared by Dr. Sarah weeks ago- the baby was healthy, I was healing well, and we were both going to be fine. But when the first real contraction hit, stealing my breath and making my wolf whimper, all that medical reassurance flew out the window.
"Duke." I shook his shoulder, trying to keep my voice calm. "Duke, it's time."
He was awake instantly, his eyes going wide. "Time? As in-"
"As in the baby is coming. Now."
I'd never seen him move so fast. Within minutes, he had me dressed, had alerted Dr. Sarah, and was helping me across the compound to the medical building. The sun was just starting to rise, painting everything in shades of gold and pink.
"You're doing great," he kept saying, his hand steady on
