The delivery room was a blur of sterile white light, the hum of advanced medical monitors, and the burning agony that made the apocalyptic world seem like a peaceful memory.
Hana had kicked her four mates out the moment they reached the health center.
Their frantic pacing, overlapping pheromones, and suffocating anxiety were going to drive her insane before the baby even arrived.
Only Mina was permitted to stay, the young snow leopard beastman standing by the bedside, weeping as she held Hana's hand with a fierce, trembling grip.
Hana had never fought a more grueling battle in her entire life. She ground her teeth together, her fingers digging so deeply into the padded delivery table that the metal frame groaned under her grip.
