Luna On The Run - I Stole The Alphas Son

Chapter 48

The more I walked, the more I struggled the pressure in my lower back was intense, my breathing becoming harder, and my belly rock hard. The worst cramps I had ever felt rippled across my belly, stealing breath and making my feet falter.

Il couldn’t make it much further, and Michelle might as well be carrying me at this point as we got near the bakery, my lower back was on fire and severe pressure to my pelvis made me feel on the verge of passing out.

I clutched the corner of the brick wall with the urge to bear down. “No, Michelle, we need to get back, we need to get back, I think I’m in labor!” I rasp out. “Fuck!” she curses, looking around while grabbing my arm and keeping me from hitting the concrete. Just as I was about to have my babies on the street, the bakery door opens.

Sondra came rushing out, “Elena? Oh my goodness, you don’t look too good. Help me bring her inside to call an ambulance.”

“No!” I blurt and so does Michelle. I can’t go to a normal hospital, they would record the birth. Find the women in the settlement, and then I would run the risk of Axton finding me. Sondra ushers us inside, and Sondra grabs her phone.

“No, please. I just want to go home,” I tried to get up while Michelle tries to calm me. “Elena, I’ll take you home. But you are in no condition to walk.” Sondra states. Michele held concern on her face, we hadn’t even gotten the supplies yet, and I was two weeks early.

Sondra frantically looks around, “The hospital is a few streets away,”

“No! I just need to get home, Noleen used to be a midwife,”

Michelle as I cling

“I will bring the car around,” she yells, and Michelle starts leading me back out the front of the store. Sondra pulls up in

opens the back doors, and I fall heavily on the seat, using my hands to scoot back to lean

is the first to jump out of

hear. What the

now!” I groan, twisting when the door I am leaning on is ripped open. The woman helped

was the only

me get her pants off, and I’ll grab some towels,” Noleen orders. Michelle

pressure wouldn’t let up. I just wanted to push. Noleen grabs my face in her hands, her eyes soft as she

tucked my head to my chest and pushed, “You’re doing good, I see the head.” It felt like I would never get them out after what felt like an eternity of pushing. I was almost ready to give up. I shake my

him cry. But before I could catch my breath, the pressure built up once more as I tried to focus

chuckles as the old woman fists the air viciously, her fists shaking as if she herself was also pushing

be born, and finally I felt him emerge. His shrill cry couldn’t be missed. “Two little boys, with beautiful eyes, almost silver.” Sondra mentioning their

abdomen. I knew there definitely wasn’t a third one. Noleen places her hand on my stomach, putting pressure when I feel something slide out,

looking at them, I could tell they were identical, dark thick locks, covered their little heads, blue silver eyes kind