Rhys took a deep breath to steady himself, kneeling cautiously beside Luna Sutton's leg. Carefully, he lifted her beast skin skirt, nervous sweat breaking out all over.
"Why are you shaking? Calm down."
Corbin glanced at Rhys's trembling hands and couldn't help but snicker softly.
Rhys cast him a blank look, "How about you try?"
Corbin's mouth twitched slightly; he had no idea how.
Last time Luna gave birth, he was completely at a loss, only knowing what to do by following the midwife's instructions.
This time, being asked to deliver a baby, it's even harder than killing him.
"Ah—"
Luna Sutton screamed in pain, her face as pale as paper, sweat on her forehead falling like unbroken beads.
The bangs completely soaked in cold sweat, sticking to her pale face.
It wasn't that she intentionally wanted to scream so loudly, it genuinely hurt, like her whole self was being torn apart.
