Twenty-Seven

Camilla

The pain that seized my stomach and leg was extremely intense. I felt the sharp, shooting pain, and the weight of carrying an alpha baby was taking its toll on my Omega body.

I was breathing really loudly and clenched the bed sheets tightly as I writhed from side to side, trying to find a position that would ease the discomfort.

"Please, my baby, you need to help mommy carry you," I begged, wondering what kind of danger I had gotten myself into.

As if the baby was playing pranks on me, the pain intensified, causing me to let out a soft whimper. I was afraid, and I couldn't wait for this baby to be out.

Grandma Zora said that from the second trimester, the pain would be reduced, and I just had to endure the physical agony.

"Oh no," I whimpered and closed my eyes, trying to focus on something other than the pain, but it wasn't working.

There was a faint knock on the door when the pain in my stomach was so unbearable that I was crying. I mustered all my strength to slowly crawl t