Chosen By The Moon (Dylan) novel Chapter 405

At least I was able to speak to my Vee one last time.

"At least it is a clear night. It isn't likely to rain until early hours." Lorellia then winced and held her swollen stomach yet again, Braxton hicks my ass, the woman had gone into labor, and I imagine her waters to break any minute now.

"You're in labor, I remember the signs from my first child." I spoke with nothing but confliction pouring out of me. I truly didn't know whether to feel worried for her and my forced unborn child or if I should just leave her to it and pray I die before the baby is born.

"You shouldn't be thinking about your old life at a time like this..." she screamed at me before releasing a gush of water from her lower parts, I knew she would go into active labor soon. "Your first child, was a mistake, and should have never been born. This child is born out of our mate bond, out of our love. It is Vastly different.”

My Vee was the best thing to happen to me. She was the furthest thing from a mistake. I frowned, feeling tears begin to prick my eyes as Lorellia released a small wince yet again.

“My lady, you should go to the hospital.” One of the men who dragged me out here spoke, holding his arm out for the bitch, hoping to escort her to the hospital wing. A place I was now, all too familiar with.

“Who would have thought both you and your son would be born tonight.” Her excitement was not something I shared as she came over to me to kiss my cheek. “I will see you in the morning my love and Hopefully we can both meet our boy.”