Caged in Labor novel - Episode 9

Ateam of professional werewolf medics rushed out. They put me on a stretcher and loaded me into the helicopter, which was a fully equipped mobile medical unit. They began to deliver the baby immediately. I saw the glint of surgical tools above me. Even with the anesthetic, my silver-ravaged body could feel every sharp, tearing pain. After what felt like an eternity, the doctor’s hands suddenly stilled. “T’m sorry, Miss Sterling. We did everything we could … The pup was too small.

The silver poisoning was too severe…” After the surgery, I was flown to my father’s private island in the North Atlantic. Using all his resources, my father summoned ancient pack magic, creating a simulacrum-a near-perfect duplicate of my body-and placed it in front of the silver cage. That was the body Damien had found. —- Back in my family’s territory, I locked myself in my room. As darkness fell, I hid under the covers and cried silently.

My inner wolf howled, and the overwhelming grief of losing my pup consumed me. To think that after everything I’d done, I still couldn’t save my baby. The silver poisoning was torture for me, a full-grown she-wolf. What chance did my unborn pup have? He was so small, so fragile. The baby was just too little. He couldn’t survive the damage. He must hate me. I failed him. I was a failure as a mother. I was weak. I failed to protect him. I failed to give him a father worthy of him…

The pain in my heart was suffocating. —- Icried until I had no tears left. Then, the lights in my room suddenly switched on. I frantically wiped my tears away. “Elena, my little wolf.” It was my father. His deep, magnetic voice filled me with a sense of safety-the warmth of a true Alpha protector. “The pup’s death was not your fault. You did everything a mother could do.”