Chapter Forty-Six

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Walking out towards the fountain I feel my breath catch in my throat.

Everyone in the pack is stood there in beautiful clothes, I'm carrying the single red rose in my hands and the loose dress shows my pregnancy perfectly.

My bare feet on the soft, cool grass I keep my eyes on the floor.

Hearing beautiful violin music playing I slowly raise my eyes to meet George's.

Mark appears beside me and I hold his arm as we walk towards my mate.

I watch a smile form on George's face which makes me smile, my eyes flicker to Nathaniel who's staring at me with love filling his eyes.

I freeze in step and Mark turns to look at me.

I drop the rose and I feel water running down my legs.

Mark holds me up and I grip his shoulders.

"The baby's coming!" I scream as pain takes over my body.

My mum runs towards me and helps me lay on the floor.

Mark puts his jacket under my head and strokes my hair.

George and Nathaniel run towards me sitting on either sides.

I grab Nathaniel's hand and squeeze it hard.

George looks at Nathaniel and then at me with a mad look in his eyes.

"He's a vampire you fucking idiot! If I break your hand you're fucked!" I yell as I scream out in pain.

He calms down and moves Mark's jacket and rests my head on his lap.

Minutes later the pack doctor arrives and lifts my legs into a 90 degrees position then lifts my dress up to my knees.

"I'm not ready....I can't do this!" I sob, my hot tears running down my face.

Nathaniel places his free hand on my forehead and I feel like I'm floating on clouds.

Sighing happily I close my eyes.

"What did you just do to her?!" George growls.

"I gave her euphoria so she doesn't feel the pain." Nathaniel says looking down at me.

I stare up at him and I feel my heart speed up.

He smiles down at me sweetly, I then feel my head get dizzy and I scream out in pain.

"I need you to push Skylar!" The doctor orders.

Gripping Nathaniel's hand I push hard and cry out in pain.

Repeating this about 8 more times the doctor stops me, "The heads out, we need one more big push okay. Can you do that for me?"

Nodding I look at Nathaniel and he places his hand on my forehead again but keeps it there.

Gritting my teeth I take in a big breath and push hard, feeling no pain I then hear a scream.

The baby begins crying and I feel myself well up.

"Congratulations. You have a little boy!" The doctor smiles. 

Taking him in my arms I smile down at him, my little boy.

"Emilio....my little Emilio." I sigh.

"That names perfect." George smiles wrapping his arms around me.

My little boy.

My son.

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