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I didn’t think I had anything left. My body felt wrung out, every muscle screaming. But then Regis’s hands tightened on mine, his voice
fierce in my ear: “You can do this. I believe in you.”
And through our bond, I felt it–his absolute faith, his unwavering certainty. He believed I was strong enough. Maybe that could be
enough for both of us.
The next contraction built like a storm. “Now!” Cora commanded.
I bore down with everything I had, screaming until my throat went raw. The pressure was impossible, unbearable, and then-
“Again!” Cora urged. “One more, Eileen. She’s almost here!”
Regis’s voice joined hers, a low chant of encouragement. Nina’s magic pulsed stronger. Mira gripped my ankle, grounding me. And I pushed again, my vision going white with the effort.
Suddenly, the pressure released.
A thin, piercing wail split the air.
“She’s here!” Mira’s voice broke with wonder. “Oh, Moon Mother, Eileen, you did it!”
Through tears and exhaustion, I watched Cora lift a tiny, squirming bundle. Our daughter. She was so small, her skin flushed pink, her little face scrunched as she cried her outrage at being thrust into the cold world. Perfect. Impossibly perfect.
‘Let me see her,” I sobbed. “Please-”
Cora worked quickly, clearing the baby’s airways, checking her over with practiced efficiency. “Strong lungs,” she murmured, a smile tugging at her lips. ‘Good color. She’s small, but she’s a fighter.”
Mira helped wrap her in clean linen, and then–finally–Cora placed her in my arms.
The weight of her was everything. Solid and real and mine. She continued to cry, but the moment she felt my warmth, my heartbeat–the rhythm she’d known her entire existence–her walls began to quiet. She blinked up at me with unfocused eyes that were already shifting from newborn blue to something crystalline. Silver–blue. The exact shade of Regis’s wolf form.
“Hello, little one,” I whispered, my voice breaking. “We’ve been waiting for you.”
Behind me, Regis made a sound that was half–laugh, half–sob. His arms came around both of us, careful and reverent, one hand cradling the back of our daughter’s tiny head. “She’s perfect,” he breathed. “Eileen, she’s absolutely perfect.”
I turned my head to look at him and found tears streaming down his face. The fierce Alpha warrior, the combat instructor who faced down
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“What will you name her?” Nina asked softly. She stood nearby, her own face wet with tears as she stared at the baby with something like
reverence.
I looked at Regis. We’d discussed names in abstract, late–night conversations, but nothing had felt quite right. Now, holding our daughter in the lamplight of this tent, surrounded by the people who’d fought beside us and survived, the answer came easily.
“Aurora,” I said. “For new beginnings. For the light that comes after darkness.”
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