Despite the tension that still clung to her spine like ice, River’s body betrayed her the moment she touched the mattress. The room was sparse, the walls pale, the furniture functional, but the bed… soft. Exhaustion clawed her under in seconds, dragging her down into the kind of deep, dreamless sleep that only sheer mental and physical depletion could bring.
The pregnancy had been far from easy.
Her body constantly ached. Her senses fluctuated wildly. Her emotions were close to the surface—and the chaos of the last few days had drained her to the bone. As her eyes fluttered shut, she barely registered her own heartbeat before darkness consumed her.
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Morning came too soon.
The sharp sound of a door creaking open pierced the silence. A soft voice followed.
“Omega… it’s time.”
River
