The battlefield was still raging when Malric reached Veyra.He dropped to his knees beside her, his heart pounding as he saw her lying on the ground with one hand pressed against her stomach. Her face was pale, and sweat covered her forehead. Another scream tore from her throat as she gripped his arm.“Malric,” she gasped. “It’s happening.”For a moment, he could only stare at her. The sounds of battle seemed to fade around him. Warriors were still fighting nearby, wolves were tearing into rogues, and the smell of blood filled the air, but none of it mattered anymore.“Our baby?” he asked.Veyra nodded, breathing heavily. “The baby is coming.”Malric immediately looked around. “Elder Myra!”“She’s with Selene,” Veyra said weakly.Malric cursed under his breath. Elder Myra was needed everywhere, but he knew he couldn't leave Veyra alone. He quick
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