Mpreg Giving Birth Novels & Stories

Not in the least. In fact, I had a feeling Sheldon would give her quite the lesson once they were behind closed doors. Just as expected, as soon as Reginald and I returned to our estate, I overheard gossip fluttering through the fish around the gates. Apparently, after Caroline and Sheldon returned home and entangled with each other with great enthusiasm, she began to bleed severely. It was premature labor. Human and merfolk births were not quite the same. I had studied all of it carefully once I became a Pregnancy Maiden.

Marilee hovered over them chanting something with her eyes closed. “Your highness, a typical royal baby is birthed at seven earth months, however, with our king being the first of his kind, it seems he is writing his own rules,” Emma replied closing her eyes again and bringing forth the purple light in her hand. Mitzie let out another horrific scream as the internal kicks to her stomach intensified. “I’ll get some hot water from the kitchen,” Roger said in a terrified voice as he exit the bedroom. Cynthia continued swaying Mitzie in her arms, Marilee continued to chant, and Emma’s eyes were still closed while Mitzie cried in pain.

The playful exchange strengthens their partnership even in the midst of labor. **Chapter 159: The Push** Cassie screams through the final pushes, the doctor encouraging her while Reggie coaches from her side, wiping her brow and whispering how strong she is. Sweat and tears mix as she summons every ounce of strength. Reggie watches in awe of her resilience. **Chapter 160: The Birth** Their daughter enters the world with a healthy cry. Reggie, tears streaming down his face, cuts the umbilical cord with steady hands. He gently places the tiny bundle in Cassie’s arms. The family is finally complete in that miraculous, overwhelming moment.

I said, stepping aside. Margaret set up her equipment efficiently. She drew blood, took measurements, asked questions about my pregnancy and Golden's birth. Her manner was professional but not unkind. "This must be difficult for you," she said as she labeled the blood vials. "Coming back after so long." "You have no idea." "Actually," Margaret said carefully, "I was the healer who examined you after your mating ceremony. I remember you. You were so nervous that day." I had been. Terrified, actually. A stranger in a new pack, mated to a man I barely knew, surrounded by people who whispered about the adopted daughter who'd somehow stolen the golden son's attention.

"I do not know what it is I must do but position you to birth, my female. I should not have sent our healer for the sake of others whilst my female is expecting." Nails sink into the mattress as a blaring squall slips past my throat to rattle the windows. This is more excruciating than Kal's birth, the contractions are more robust and longer-lasting. I feel remarkably sick yet the discomfort of it overpowers my sickness. "Alpha." Ragon is by the door his chest heaving whilst his eyes sink into mine. Elriam is responsive rushing into our tension-filled room for she knows her way with pupbirth for her and I have assisted to birth countless pups back when I was Alpha.

Micalo murmured before finally shifting. As his bones cracked to shift, his painful howls and screams rang throughout the hospital and I am pretty sure he scarred everyone in it. I could bet Chester’s s*xy ass that the number of male pregs was going to come crashing down after this. “Now remember, breathe and push, breathe and push, breathe and push …. ,” Ingrid instructed.

“She doesn’t even know yet. I know she wasn’t pregnant when Reggie slept with her, so it had to happen while I was on recon or in Seattle. I can’t wait until she figures it out. Of course, she won’t be allowed to fight with us.” “Absolutely not. My Rena won’t be doing anything to risk that baby. We’ll just have to fight harder without her. She can guard the camp with all the other non-combat mates and expectant mothers.” Indie said. “Okay, I need to get to my Dennis. How do I look?” “Beautiful as our mother. Enjoy your time. Don’t get knocked up.” Madison teased. “Not possible, but that’s not gonna stop me from trying.” Indie laughed. She walked to the other edge of the clearing and through

“You’re telling me that to keep this miracle Alpha pup alive, I have to—” “Maintain contact with the father, yes,” she interrupted quickly, as if saying it faster might make it sound less insane. “You have to sleep with the pup’s father at least three times a week, and he has to, you know… release inside you. It triggers hormones that keep the pup healthy and makes it easier for you to carry the child.”

“You pretended I was just a regular, ordinary wolf.” “Yes,” she said simply. “And what about Luna Maggie?” I asked, my voice cracking slightly as I thought about the woman who gave birth to me. “Did she just throw me away?” My mother’s voice broke, and tears pooled in her eyes. “No, Kaira. She didn't throw you away. She agreed to the plan. She loved you so much that she gave you up to keep you alive.”

I breathe heavily as he pins me to the wall, his hands wrapped tight around my throat I could barely breathe. ‘You hear me, Sera? I found you first. I noticed you first! I fell for you first. No one else, I mean, no one should put their hands on you, because if they do, I swear to God, Sera, I'll fucking break their arms and legs and serve it to you to eat!’ He growls. Seraphina Puckett is the perfect definition of trauma. A walking trauma. She tries to navigate her life, trying to bring in sunshine but as the world is determined to make it rain on her, what does she do? Does she get beaten in the rain or walk through it? When her abusive father gets out of prison and is out t