Page 97 of The Possessive Alpha’s Reborn Luna

I couldn't help but laugh. I stood on my toes and kissed him.

"It's okay. Definitely."

It was late one night in my eighth month of pregnancy when a sudden, excruciating pain tore through me.

"Cedric!" I grabbed his hand. Cold sweat soaked through my nightgown. "It hurts...it hurts so bad..."

He woke instantly, bolting upright, face white as snow.

"Is it time?" His voice shook.

"I...I don't know...ah—" Another wave of pain ripped through me, splitting me in two.

"Doctor!" He roared, voice full of panic. "Get the doctor! Get every damn doctor here now!"

His hand gripped mine, trembling.

"Don't be scared, don't be scared," he said frantically—not sure if he was reassuring me or himself. "The doctor's coming. Everything will be fine. I'll stay with you."

The fearless warrior king was falling apart.

The physicians and midwives rushed in.

"Your Majesty, the Queen is in labor," the physician said after examining me. "We need to move her to the birthing room immediately."

"Yes, yes!" Cedric scooped me up and bolted from the room.

"Cedric," I said through gritted teeth, "calm down."

"I am calm!" he yelled, his expression saying otherwise. "I'm completely fucking calm!"

He carried me to the birthing room, laid me down carefully, then stood there uselessly, wringing his hands.

"Your Majesty, you need to leave," the physician said.

"No!" Cedric and I said simultaneously.

I grabbed his hand. "Don't you dare leave!"

"I'm not leaving!" he said immediately. "I'm staying for the birth!"

The physician couldn't defy him. "Very well. But don't interfere."

Contractions came faster, each one tearing through me.

"Ahh—" I screamed.

Cedric went paler. Sweat poured down his face.

"Can't you do something? Pain killer! Anything!" His voice cracked. His hand shook in mine.

"Your Majesty, childbirth requires—"

"You're telling me she has to suffer like this?" He roared. "Find a way!"

"Cedric..." I said weakly.

He looked at me instantly. "I'm here, I'm right here..."