Chapter 52: Birth of the Heir

Elisa’s POV

"I think…" I winced, my fingers clutching the edge of the table as a sudden, striking pain shot through my abdomen. My breath caught in my throat, and I could feel beads of sweat forming on my forehead. "The baby is coming, Lucian!"

The words tumbled out of my mouth in a mixture of panic and excitement. This was it. The moment we had been waiting for, the culmination of nine months of anticipation and preparation. My heart raced as I tried to steady my breathing, attempting to cope with the intensity of the contractions that were now coursing through me.

In the hazy morning light that filtered through the curtains, I could see Lucian's silhouette moving rapidly from the closet to my side. He had a shirt in one hand and a pair of jeans in the other, frozen in his tracks by my sudden declaration.

His usually composed face was etched with a mixture of concern and determination as he registered my state. "Elisa," he said softly, his voice brimming with a blend of awe and urgen