Everything hurts. Even just the small attempt at wiggling my toes sends shooting pain up my legs and I moan from it.
“Hey, sweetheart,” I hear Carolyn say and feel her hand on my arm. “Try not to move too much. I know, it hurts.”
“The doctor said it may not hurt as much this time,” I croak out as I try my best to hold my eyes open.
“Men are idiots,” she says with a snort. “Truly, they don’t know anything about how this works.”
“So it will always be this bad?” I ask, feeling completely defeated.
She smiles at me weekly and feels my forehead. “Unfortunately, until you meet your mate and have a pup, it will. I’m sorry, kiddo.”
I sigh and take a deep breath, realizing I can smell David. It’s not weak like last time from where it lingered on his shirt, it’s stronger. He’s close.
