Things had finally seemed to speed up thanks to their pathetic excuse for a walk, and upon their return to the compound, Amara had found some comfort in a hot bath. She was presently seated in between her Alpha's outstretched, long, lean and tattooed legs as the pair reclined together in the massive porcelain bowl-shaped tub. Her head was lolling on his shoulder, and Rain had just applied a cold washcloth to her forehead. The Luna was requesting ice chips to suck on, and Rain was feeding her those, as well.
When Rick stepped into the room, Rain felt an immense sense of relief to no longer be left alone with the Alpha and Luna. The pack's kind-hearted doctor had fastened his ridiculously long hair back into some kind of ponytail-slash-man-bun, and now he was leaning over the side of the tub with a gloved finger prodding between the Luna's legs. As he snapped off the glove and turned to Rain, she prayed this was going to be good news.
He grinned. "When she's ready, she can start pushing. It's going to be a while for her to bring the pup down, but she's ready to begin the process of hard labor."
The Alpha's expression was actually comical as he gaped. "Hard labor? What the fuck have we been experiencing then? It hasn't been a fucking tea party, let me tell you!"
Ricky's blue eyes sparkled, and he chuckled. "That's labor for you, Alpha. It's slow and painful, and that's just for the rest of us. Imagine what your Luna is going through!"
Amara groaned then, shoving Rain's hand from her lips and sending the ice cube flying across the room. "I just want it out." She heaved a noise then that was pure animal as she began to jostle her body around in her Alpha's lap. "Get it out!"
"I'm sorry," Ricky smiled at her warmly, rubbing a reassuring hand up and down her arm as he clutched at the side of the tub. "Please try to stay calm and breathe, Luna. The best thing that you can do for yourself and your pup is to stay in control of the pain."
"FUCK THAT!" Amara heaved, sending a shockwave of water splashing over the side of the tub. "This fucking hurts!"
At this, Ricky stood and turned to Rain, gesturing for to follow him out of the room. She did, and his expression melted into a bit of a frown. "I'm sorry, Rain, but it will likely still be several hours yet. I'm going to go back to my room for a while, because there is no sense in my poking and prodding her and just causing her more pain. When she wants to push, let her push. No matter what she does, that pup won't be close to arriving for another two hours or so, if not potentially longer. Give her ice, keep her cool and calm. Try to do whatever is necessary to help her focus through and beyond the pain that she is in right now, okay?"
Rain nodded but grabbed frantically at his arm. "Don't leave me here!"
He smiled reassuringly at her then and patted her arm. "She will do much better with another she-wolf at her side. She doesn't trust me, most likely because I am a man, and my presence will only stress her further. What she needs right now is a calming, loving female figure to hold her hand and talk her through this. Her body will instinctively do the rest. I will only be upstairs if you need me."
With that, he left her. Just walked out, shut the door, and disappeared. Before she could even turn on her heel, Rain heard Amara's panting growing closer, and saw her dripping body being held in their very naked Alpha's arms. He set her down in the middle of the bed, then climbed behind her so that the pair were spooning.
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White Lightning
Werewolf[Ongoing Serial Novel][Werewolf] [MIW] In our world, for every female pup born there were five very eager and wanton males waiting for her to turn of age. Some packs considered their females to be ripe at sixteen, but my great-grandfather had establ...
