Flames of Fury

Chapter 28

I think the anticipation of this chapter is just as agonizing a wait for me as it is for you.

So for everyone's health, here...have it!

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Rohanor

Mark my words, Magnolia will be the death of me. All day her stubborn ass has been hiding her labor pains from us, blocking us out. What more do I have to do to get my dragoness to understand she's not alone anymore, that she doesn't have to hide her struggles from us?

"I'm not ready, Var. I can't do this." Mags' voice is rife with panic, she's practically trembling in my arms.

Var, switch with me. I ask my brother because I need to look my girl in the eye.

I lift her and sit her between Varian's legs, then shift myself so I'm kneeling in front of her between her legs.

I palm her face gently between my hands, demanding all of her focus and attention.

"Listen to me, Princess, and really fucking hear me. You are Magnolia Brightscale, firstborn daughter of Queen Ianthe, heiress apparent of Twilight Grove. And," I swipe away a stray tear that has slipped down her cheek with my thumb, "you are a true Alpha Queen. My Queen. So if anyone can do this, it's you."

I pull her towards me and seal my words with a fiery kiss, hoping I can brand them to her heart permanently. This woman has kicked my ass with her hands behind her back, decapitated enemies without hesitation, and survived captivity and torture. It practically breaks me that of all things this is what she fears, this is where she doubts herself.

"Just relax, Love, we're going to get Ember and you to the infirmary and everything will be fine. Okay?" Varian whispers to her, but she's in the throes of another contraction so I'm not sure how much she's focusing on his words.

Kat, Mags is in labor.  I try mindlinking my sister, I figure she's with Incandis and can pass on the message that we need transportation. But my words immediately fall flat in my mind, they crash into a mind block and crumble to the ground.

Kat has blocked us out.

Grabbing my phone from my pocket I text Incandis and, begrudgingly, Xander. When neither of them respond I try calling them but their phones just ring endlessly until it goes to voicemail.

"Everything okay?" Mags asks me during a moment of reprieve from her contractions.

The last thing I want to do is cause her undue stress, but I won't lie to her either. "No one is answering."

I'm running through a mental list of everyone who can teleport her back but there's only one more person that I know of. "Let me try your dad," I offer as a last resort but her hand curls around my wrist and she pulls my hands away from the phone. Her grip doesn't relax until the contraction ends.

"No, don't." She says through short breaths. "I don't want to move. Let's stay here, just us."

"You sure you don't want Ro to run back down the path and get someone?" Varian asks her gently, but she cries out in agony again, her back arching off of my brother's chest.

"No, don't leave me." She growls through gritted teeth, clawing at my shirt tethering herself to me to make sure I don't take off.

"Okay, Princess, I'm not going anywhere."

Mags relaxes but her respite is brief, her contractions are coming on faster and faster and each time it gets a little harder to watch her face contort in pain knowing I can't do much of anything to soothe her.