Not the homecoming I wanted

*Motif* · 12-26-2021, 08:12 PM

The half-stranger stayed with her all the while. She was conscious of him at a primal level, but all of her attention was on the pain and the pregnancy that was about to happen. She was so weak from bloodloss, she could feel her strength ebbing away. Everything hurt, it all hurt so much. It would be so easy to close her eyes, and let it all slip away…

But her babies. Her babies need her. Could she subject them to starving shortly after their mothers death? She must continue, it was the only way. She held Tyrian with a newfound strength, gritting her teeth. His words giving her some comfort, some hope. He wasn’t going anywhere, she wasn’t alone through this. He promised to care for her wounds, and she groaned softly in response. Feeling another urge to push roll through her. She heaved, gasping with the pain of it. A whine tore through her, and she began to pant. It wasn’t long now, the pups were almost here. She pushed again, and felt one slide free onto the grass. A boy, or a girl? She waited to hear the sound of their cry. Too tired to reach around and grab the pup. But Ty would set it to suckle, surely he would.

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Not the homecoming I wanted

Laz

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