GINGER
"Is it possible for her to go into active labor so quickly?" Tyce asked.
"I don't know," I replied.
"They're alpha pups," Blake added. "I think things progress much faster with alpha pu—" He didn't finish his sentence as he let out another moan. "f**k!"
"Blake, I think I might be going into active labor," Jasmine cried out.
"Try walking," I said. "I think walking is supposed to help."
She nodded, and Blake helped her back up. She began walking in circles as we stood around and watched. Every few minutes, another contraction would roll over her, and she and Blake would flinch in pain.
"Okay, we need to make a plan," Blake said. "It's very f*****g possible she's going to give birth here on an island, in the middle of the ocean, in the woods." He winced, clenching his hands into
