The Secret Midwife Novels & Stories

“Let’s get going.” “No,” he shook his head, determined to keep the momentum going, although he saw the windows in Simon’s house twitch more than once, one time revealing part of a woman’s face. From the distance, he wondered if Charlotte had come down to the house to see why he lingered. “No more half answers and evading the truth, Aislen. You are the Secret Keeper, but the only secrets that you keep are your own.” She looked out the window, hiding her face behind the craze of her hair. “I couldn’t come back to Havermouth, Heath, because I was pregnant and hiding it.”

She knew she had to perform her duty. “We should let the king know about it soon before those gossipy maids do it first,” the midwife said to Termla. “Bring the child and walk slowly behind me.” Termla did as she was told. The midwife went before her to the passage where the maids had gathered with their heads together whispering. When they saw her they immediately stopped talking and disbanded with their heads bowed. The midwife looked at them with disgust. “You have better things to do than to stand around gossiping. Go and clean your queen, clean the room, air it and wash all the towels!”

Tory reappeared beside her, bringing two women along: the High Priestess of the temple and the head midwife. “Take me to Silver...” I choked out, biting my lower lip until the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth. Katherine’s brows furrowed in sharp disbelief as she snapped upward. “WHAT?” “Alpha Aria, we can get you everything you need right here!” the midwife pleaded, gently guiding my shoulders back against the cushions as she pressed two fingers to my neck to check my ragged pulse. “My child will be born... in Silver Pack...” I gritted through my teeth.

————————————————————————— Midnight came. The house was silent except for the distant crash of ocean waves. I crept out of my room in a sheer white nightie that barely reached mid-thigh, the thin fabric clinging to my budding curves. No bra. No panties. My nipples poked visibly against the material, and every step made my bare pussy brush against my thighs.

The smile froze on Mia's face before she asked cautiously, "Did you two get into another fight? Tell me what happened. I'll straighten her out for you." Watching her pat her chest defensively for me made my eyes sting. I still couldn't wrap my head around the fact that Cynthia had secretly had a child with her ex-husband and kept it from me for five whole years. Right then, the ward door swung open. A little boy came bursting into the room. It took me only a second to recognize him as Theo. Sure enough, Cynthia walked in right behind him. "Granny! Mommy and I came to see you!" Mia's face instantly lit up. She pulled Theo into her arms, showering him with kisses. "My sweet boy, it's been so l

"Push, My lady." The frightened brunette demanded urgently, her hands were shaking, her eyes burning with all the unshed tears of despair. she was known as one of the best midwives in the royal palace but this delivery was the hardest she ever assisted, the lady in labor didn't have the healthiest nor happiest pregnancy to begin with, and because of the unfortunate circumstances, the lady accompanied by the young midwife had to bare the trouble of moving from one residence to the other until they finally settled in that small shack near the dark forest.

I muttered and pulled the chair in front of her table to sit beside her. “Sorry, anyway back to our real mission,” she suddenly became serious again. Wow, this woman's mood changes quickly. “So, I've been researching about Mayell since earlier but I didn't find any issue about her pregnancy back then, only that she was flirting with various men and had a very fussy attitude in every search result. She seems good at hiding things. And she's definitely a flirt,” Trish spoke at length. I just shook my head in response to her last statement before looking at her laptop and reading some articles. Indeed, there were no issues about her pregnancy, just a few good news about her career back then.

I stood by the bedside with the small baby bag I managed to get after working part-time for those rich humans that treated me like shit, We arrived at the small infirmary in no time and I held on to the rod as we waited for the woman, the old midwife that's specialised in bringing forth a child to appear. She was a rogue nurse in her fifties. She is well experienced and everyone swarmed her place, so I have got nothing to worry about, I bit my lips breathlessly assuming myself. I winced as my waist down to my leg was almost tearing up from the constant pain that never goes down.

Meagia, feeling a surge of adrenaline, braces herself for the beautiful and life-changing moment ahead. “Eskaal. Call Eskaal.” As Meagia's yelling increases and she starts calling out Eskaal's name, the midwife calmly instructs the maid to quickly fetch the necessary items. The room fills with a sense of urgency as everyone prepares for the imminent arrival of the baby.

Meggay's Secretary appeared here so I raised my eyebrows and waited for him to speak. "Architect Savannah, I am calling you to the Conference Room," She said and fixed her glasses. I nodded my head in confirmation. Meggay is the Head Architect who strived higher in that position, she has Secretary because she works everything, she is also the one handling the papers that we have. She's a busy person. I step out of my Office only to see my Friends. "Wow, how important is this and they distract me?!" I screamed, so Meggay covered her ears because of my loudness. My voice echoed so much that even they looked at me. I rolled my eyes at the interns and others working here.