Caged in Labor
Only after he saw the newborn pup in her arms did he remember me.
He ordered his Beta to release me. But the Beta's voice trembled.
"Luna… and the pup… they're dead."
And in that moment, Damien went feral.
...
I dragged myself toward the bars of the silver cage.
Just as the gate slammed shut, the silver bars slammed down on my fingers.
I heard the sickening crunch of my bones.
The new agony, on top of the contractions, ripped a scream from my throat.
But Damien, his mind already on Victoria, was deaf to my cries.