Third Person's POVThrough the delivery room door, the doctor's scent and voice, though slightly husky, were forced into stability, "No massive hemorrhage. Everyone relax—Luna Gloria is stable for now."That sentence landed on everyone's ears, and squarely on Ulrik and Cynthia's chests. It meant Gloria had, by the narrowest margin, clung to life during this crisis.Cynthia's legs wouldn't stop shaking. Her fingers were pressed hard enough to leave claw marks. After a long moment, she used the corridor wall to steady herself and pushed open the delivery room door.Ulrik tried to follow, desperate to build a small protective circle of his scent around her, but Barbara blocked him.She stood firmly in the doorway, eyes lowered, her soft tone unyielding. "Luna Gloria's scent is very fragile right now. Your Alpha aura will only make her more stressed. You cannot go inside.""But I need to see her. How is she?" Ulrik was pushed back, his knuckles gripping the door frame, a low, urgent growl
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