He wouldn't have time for the herbs he'd used to help her birthing the last time. That was okay, he'd still be able to help in other ways. In between the hard contractions, he gently palpitated her belly, making sure the pups were in the right position for birthing. He'd toyed with the idea of tossing another playful jibe at his older brother, but decided to forgo the teasing in favor of offering the laboring leader a single poppy seed. "This will dull the immediate pain, but not interfere with feeling the need to push, or so I've been told."
He waited for a moment, then glanced at his brother. "You want to catch the puppies or hold Skye's hands?" He hadn't missed his brother calling her hun; he wasn't sure if there was a romantic attachment there, but if there was he was fine with that. That was why he asked which Jaz would rather do. And if the leader had a preference which male was on which end, he'd listen to her too.
He looked at Skye again, remembering how just months ago his own Sky had delivered three beautiful pups into the world. He decided then, as his leader labored to bring another brood into the world, that he would go up north to visit Sky, Cody, and Lena. He'd simply follow Deuce when she left to return home. Noah was right, he needed to see his offspring. Myrddin needed to come too.
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