“One-twenty over eighty. It’s perfect.” Shay gently undid the cuff and put it away, never waking Gracelyn.
A small, relieved sob escaped my lips, and my head dropped to Kane’s shoulder.
I didn’t know how, I didn’t know why, but I’d done it. The Goddess herself had spoken to me, and I’d saved Gracelyn’s life, with the help of my wolf.
I turned my attention inward. Thank you. You were magnificent. My wolf preened at the praise before curling up contentedly and tucking her nose under her tail, eyes drifting shut. Mine fell shut moments later, and I couldn’t have stopped them if I tried.
The rest of Gracelyn’s labor was smooth, and her little girl was born just before dawn to raucous cheers, and joyful tears from everyone hunkered down inside the cabin. She was tiny and perfect, with dark,
