Page 317 of Omega for the Pack

“A shoelace and blankets,” she said urgently. “Hot water if possible. Jade, what’s the pain from 1-10?”

“9,” I groaned. My breaths came in short, rapid gasps as I desperately tried to find any semblance of relief.

“Help me lift her dress out of the way,” Keera said, and Bruce quickly lifted my dress over my thighs. Even through my pain, I didn’t want the whole ship watching me. Keera saw that in my eyes. “Let’s move her below deck. Now! Before the baby crowns.”

Everything was a blur as Nick and Dravin carefully held me in their arms, rushing down the steps of the ship. I felt nauseous and seasick from the wobbly ship on top of the pain from my contractions.

Please god, let this be over with quickly, I prayed.

This was my worst-case scenario, and I hoped I would make it out alive.

I was lying on a bed and screamed when another contraction squeezed me. Someone had removed my dress and underwear.

Keera peered between my legs. And her face turned white.

“What is it, Keera? Tell me!”

“The baby’s breech,” she said calmly. “Don’t panic, Jade. We’ve birthed a million babies for omegas before. Trust every word I tell you to do, okay?”

“What in the hell?!” exclaimed Caleb.

“My wife knows what she’s doing,” said Jatix loudly from across the room. “Just listen to her.”

A tremor of sheer panic rolled over me.

“Oh my god,” I cried out as I felt the pain swelling again. More persistent. More urgent.

“Don’t push,” said Keera, placing her hand on my round belly her fingers tracing the baby’s position. “I have to push the baby’s feet back in.”

I gritted my teeth and gripped my alphas’ hands as she moved me in different positions, trying to manually adjust the baby’s position. With every move, it felt like fire piercing down my belly to my privates.

“Argh!” I shouted.

“Jade, listen carefully,” said Keera, looking at me eye to eye. An unspeakable bond of trust formed between us, and feminine energy radiated in the room. “I want you to push now. I can see the baby’s head now.”

Taking a deep breath, I pushed with all my might, screaming as the pain intensified. The atmosphere was charged with anticipation as Keera’s skilled hands glided all around my belly, constantly manipulating the baby’s position.

“Again,” she ordered.

“I’m so scared,” I whimpered.

“You are strong,” said Caleb.

Caleb kissed my forehead, and I closed my eyes, pushing again, allowing the pain to sear through me.

“Push baby,” said Dravin. “Squeeze my hand as tight as you want.”

I clung to Keera’s steady presence, drawing strength from the fact that she would lead me to a successful birth. Time seemed suspended, minutes stretching into eternity as I pushed and pushed.

Keera’s hands skillfully guided the baby out, and I cried out when the pain stopped.

A fragile cry filled the air, and everyone in the room cheered as Keera held the baby in her arms.

“It’s a girl,” she said, smiling at me.

“Oh goodness,” I sighed, smiling weakly. I was so happy it was a girl. I would dress us up in matching cute outfits.

I reclined against the pillows. My body drenched in exhaustion. I took deep breaths as Nick fanned me with a cardboard, and Caleb kissed me all over my face in relief from this dangerous birth.

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