RE: always an angel, never a god
08-07-2024, 03:31 PM
Everything seemed to happen in an instant, but likewise felt so excruciatingly long. Nothing could've prepared her for labor, though it was her faith that helped her endure. This was what she was meant to do, where she was meant to be - everything had slid perfectly into place, just as she knew it always would. Abraxas hadn't failed her yet and wouldn't fail her now. Though she endured her labor with hardly a cry of pain, on the inside she was screaming with each contraction. One moment of relief was followed by another wave of pain. The first child was born still, and though a different wolf might've mourned she knew exactly what had happened. A debt she owed to her God, promised so long ago, finally paid. Her slate wiped clean at last. Four healthy children, as far as she could tell, squirming dumb and blind against her. She'd urged Jay, Finch's sister that had come to support the laboring mothers, to dispose of the stillborn child and thought little of it after. She was far too tired and fatigued to deal with it. Maybe later she would mourn, but mostly she felt thankful that her debt had been paid in full and she'd never have to think of it again. She curled her body tightly around the little things, some kind of motherly instinct miraculously appearing as she worked to clean them and ensure they were all moving and breathing unobstructed. Even as Theory moved closer and closer to the moment she'd just lived through, she wasn't quite alert enough to register what was happening. Wasn't like she could help anyway. Her eyes slowly closed and her body grew limp as she drifted off into some semblance of a restless sleep, grateful to feel her mate laboring beside her. |
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