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Something was amiss. There was someone tapping on the door suddenly that I felt angry over. It was like the more whoever that was tapped, the more my pain and discomfort grew intensively. I gasped still when I felt more searing pain spread through me. This went on for a really long time through the night and then it suddenly ceased as it had come.

Only a monster could, and that was not me. Her smile dropped as fear flooded her eyes. “MOMMA!” she screamed out. I did not even have time to ponder what was going on before I fell to my knees with the most intense pain I had ever felt in my entire life. It felt like my entire body was being thrown into a brick wall at top speed. Something was wrong with my mate. I struggled to breathe and felt my body colliding with the floor. I could not hear anything past the blood rushing through my head, nor could I feel anything beyond the pain.

Thirty-three smiling faces who had come to celebrate Caitlyn’s birth. I take a deep breath and nod. And then— A tearing pain explodes through my chest. I double over as the air is forced from my lungs. The agony detonates inside me like fire, my heart feeling as if it’s being ripped apart. My vision blurs. A high-pitched ringing fills my ears. “Fitch! What’s happening?” Alex’s voice crashes into my mind. I know what this is. I’ve felt it once before. The backlash of the mate bond.

Jovan rolled his eyes. "Watch out, next time I'll reply," he said as he walked away. "What happened to you? Enough, please don't pretend you're in pain just to gain my sympathy." Edwin crossed his arms over his chest, saw Melati who was trying to stand up and grabbed the sofa and then lay down there. Indeed, if normally, Melati would go against her words, but this time the woman didn't even have the strength to serve up her ramblings. Melati had several times felt cramps and pain in her lower abdomen and it always made her suffer and in pain.

•───⋅☾ ☽⋅───• Viviane ☩═✦═☩ Viviane was thirteen when the pain hit her like a freight train. It wasn’t the usual cramps she’d gotten used to; this felt like someone was stabbing her repeatedly in the gut. She doubled over, hands clutching her stomach as if that could stop the agony. Her vision blurred with tears as she gasped, trying to catch her breath, but every inhale was like fire. “Mom!” she screamed, her voice cracking, but no one came. She looked down through her tears and saw the blood. Bright red, soaking through her underwear, staining the sheets. Panic clawed at her chest. She’d had her period before, but it was never like this. Never this gut-wrenching, body-shaking kind of pain.

Behind her, Marcus sat in silence, watching without interrupting. Then... a sharp pain. Elara gasped, her body tensing. Her hand tightened against her stomach. Another wave followed, stronger. “Marcus...” Her voice broke. He was on his feet instantly, reaching her before she could steady herself. “Helena!” he called sharply. Footsteps rushed in. Elara bent forward slightly as the pain intensified, her breathing uneven, instinctively shifting into shorter, controlled breaths. Then... warmth. Sudden. Unmistakable.

Another wave of pain shot through my ribs and I gritted my teeth so hard that my jaw began to ache. “Mother…” Caden said anxiously.“What is happening to him?” I heard the sound of quick footsteps as my mother rushed toward me. A moment later her hand pressed hard against my chest. Her palm pushed down firmly like she was trying to hold something inside my body. The moment her hand touched me the pain exploded even worse. A broken groan tore out of my throat. My back arched off the floor as my body reacted violently. The pain was unbearable. It felt like fire was running through my veins.

She repeats. Suddenly there's a sharp pain in her head that causes her to cry out, it pains almost as if her head bangs. Her vision becomes blurry as her head spins, she grabs on tightly to the new sheet she just changed and cries out bitterly, slowly her vision blurs and her whole words go blank.

It never crossed my mind that when I found my mate, she would turn and sprint away from me. Shockwaves of intense pain bursting through my heart, causing me to collapse onto the cold, hard floor. The agony grips me, making my every breath feel like shards of glass piercing my lungs. The fear for her, my mate, intensifies, its sharp edges digging into my thoughts. I can’t escape the realisation of what this pain signifies. Cahya bends to grip my shoulders to support me as I grimace through the pain.

Fire races through my veins, from my toes to my fingertips, my bones feeling like they’re liquefying, reforming into something I never agreed to become. “You need to tell me what’s happening,” Maereth says, panic finally cracking her voice. “I can’t find anything wrong with you. V—talk to me.” I try. “I—it’s… in… my—” The pain explodes. “AHHH—” My vision fractures, black bleeding in from the edges as something burns through me, hotter than anything I’ve ever wielded. “Mon Dieu,” Maereth breathes. She tries to lift me. The moment my head leaves the mattress, agony detonates through my spine, my body overheating, boiling, rejecting movement itself. She swears and drops me back down, then runs—