Chapter 256. A Mother's Arms

Faye

Something’s wrong. Something has to be wrong.

“You’re doing great. Keep pushing, Faye. You’ve got this,” Alma says, her face glistening with sweat and determination while I roar in pain. I let out a cry as another pain rushes through me.

Michael clutches my hand, his other hand bracing my inner thigh as I bear down with all the strength I have left, and it’s just not enough.

The castle’s vampire physician murmurs something to Alma. My vision is hazy, dreamlike, but I can just make out Alma’s look of grim concern. I was right. Something is definitely wrong.

We’ve been at this for hours. All night, and well into the morning, endless waves of pain rushing over me. I don’t know how much time has passed exactly, but I’m so exhausted, my body worn to its limit, I can barely keep my eyes open at this point, and all I want to do is just… close them… for a moment. I need to rest.

“Faye,” Michael says against my temple. “You’re so clos