A gentle prick of the Moonhealer's needle was followed by a subtle stirring, her eyelids cracking open just a sliver.
Mia’s screams rattled the chamber walls, shaking the very air with desperation. Her legs had been spread wide by trembling hands, Omegas kneeling at her sides, begging her to push. Sweat drenched her hair, sticking it to her face as she whimpered between gasps.
“Come on, Luna, just one more push,” one Omega pleaded, voice shaking.
But Mia’s lips trembled as she slurred, “I can’t… I’m f*****g dizzy… I’m slipping…” Her head lolled to the side, eyes rolling as if the darkness itself was swallowing her whole.
Alpha Logan sat crouched beside her, clutching her hand like a lifeline. His grip was trembling, his face twisted in raw panic. He wasn’t the terrifying Alpha now...he
