Author’s POV
The labor stretched into the darkest hours of the night, each minute feeling like an eternity. It's been six hours of agony, of Lila’s screams echoing through the isolated ranch house, of Marcus’s steady commands and Joan’s desperate attempts to help without using magic that would only make things worse.
This wasn’t normal childbirth, the twins weren’t just being born. They were fighting their way into existence, with their divine powers clashing against the mortal limitations of Lila’s body. Every contraction brought waves of supernatural energy that made the air itself crackle with electricity.
Around the fourth hour, when Lila thought she might actually die despite Eryndra’s assurances, when the pain had become so overwhelming that she could barely draw breath, it happen
