Clayton's POV:
Emma and I stood there and listened and watched Cameron while Azariah rested. After that last blood was drawn, he was able to stay awake for a little while but it was almost too much for him. Four pints weakened him so much that he could hardly move and he fell unconscious. I don't think in all the years I have been here, I have ever seen him so weak before. If someone wanted to kill him, now would be the time. I don't think he would have the strength to fight back let alone win.
"Emma, do you think this birth is even going to be possible?" I whispered to her.
We've been keeping our voices down as low as we can to make sure that we don't wake Azariah, even though I think he's going to be out for quite some time now.
"What do you mean?" She whispered back.
"Well,
