“What?!” Sara asked as she tried to resuscitate my infant son.
“Her bleeding hasn’t stopped!” I yelled at her angrily.
Many emotions were flooding through me at that moment that it was hard to settle on just one.
“s**t!” Sara cried out.
“She might be hemmeraging!” Sara said.
“What the hell do you mean hemmeraging?” I cried out with fear in his eyes.
Sara looked between me and my mate who had slipped into unconsciousness with fear and panic in her eyes. She looked down at the infant that she had been attempting to resuscitate as she had a decision to make.
Which life to save?
“Sara!” I demanded.
I wanted my mate to be safe and breathing in my arms. I wasn’t ready to lose her and at that moment I couldn’t care less about the fading life of my son.
I wanted Winnifryd to live.
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