Amara POV
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We were enjoying a picnic with Macey and her daughters, Raine, and five-month-old, Juniper. We were video chatting with Autumn and the twins, and Billie and Dakota when my stomach started to cramp up, and I felt like I'd peed myself.
"Gotta go, gotta go! He's coming!" Rose started chanting.
It took me far more time than it should have to click on to what she was saying, but when I realized, panic flooded me. I quickly rose from my sitting position, well, as quickly as a heavily pregnant woman can at least.
"Macey..." I whimpered, looking at her with wide eyes of fear.
Her eyes shot to mine before looking at my soaking wet pants and back to my eyes. "Sh*t." She mumbled.
"Guys, we gotta go. There's a very impatient little Alpha waiting to grace us with
