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Book:Hybrid Series Published:2024-6-4

Help with what? I am not the one pushing a bowling ball out of my coochie.
Natalia waves me forward with her hand, all while Tabitha moans and groans in pain. I help Natalia lay her down on some towels. When suddenly the power goes out.
My father looks at his phone, frustrated. “Someone will have to go get him, I just lost service”
“What do you mean you lost service, it is a mobile not a house phone?”
“Exactly what I said Lily, I lost service”
“It’s alright, a midwife lives across the road I will go get her, you wait with Tabitha I will call an ambulance from over there and I will try to mind link the Alpha as long as he hasn’t blocked the mind link” She says getting up and running to the front door. The mind link? Why didn’t I think of that, I am now pack linked.
I try to reach out to Damien, but it is like hitting a wall. Confused, I called to Layla.
“Layla? What’s wrong?” I ask as she slowly comes forward. “I don’t know I don’t feel so good, I think something is wrong with Damien” She states.
“Can you contact Darian?” She shakes her head and I suddenly can no longer reach her. Leaving nothing but deafening silence in my head.
A few minutes passed, and Natalia wasn’t back. Tabitha was still screaming and gripping my hands so hard they were turning purple.
“Where is she?” I ask, and my father looks toward the door.
“I will go see if I can see her” He says, and I nod but before he even has a chance a loud horn starts blaring from outside and I hear the sound of roller shutters. Looking to the windows, Roller shutters start blocking the windows.
“Dad, what’s going on?” I scream to him. He doesn’t answer, Tabitha does instead.
“We must be under attack” She says panting.
“This didn’t happen last time” I tell her.
“Yeah, that horn only goes off if we are being overrun” She says before screaming through another contraction. My dad comes running back in.
“I can’t get out,” He says, panting like he just ran to every door in the entire house.
“What do we do?” he asks, looking toward Tabitha in panic.
Damien’s POV
I had every intention of leaving this morning, but when I was called through the mind link to say my warriors had a visual on Kade; I bolted from the house, heading to my men. Shifting and running through the forest heading towards my men who were meant to be on the east side of the territory. Arriving at the location where they were meant to be keeping eyes on him. Only no one was here. The entire forest was eerily quiet, not even any noises from birds or insects. My instincts telling me something was seriously wrong.
That’s when I felt it. At first it was like I thought someone had punched me until I saw the blood oozing from my back leg. The bang from the gun echoing around me and before I could react, I felt another hitting me in my side. Darian forced us to shift back as I lay naked on the soil. Panting from the bullet lodged in my abdomen.
I suddenly felt a dart hit me in the neck and I knew instantly it was wolfsbane if I had any chance of healing. It was out the window now, with wolfsbane in my system. I felt delirious as my head hit the forest floor. Feet in the distance coming closer.
“He is out, now find her and I want her alive” Says a sadistic voice. My stomach dropping at his words. He meant my mate. He was here to take Lily from me, and I was powerless to stop him as I slipped into darkness. His words repeated in my head as I succumbed.
Lily POV
We watched Tabitha in panic praying someone would get here, but when she started screaming her face turned to panic. I knew they were going to be too late.
“No, NO. NO” She screamed.
“What? Tell me what to do”
“She is coming, I can feel her coming. I need to push” She says struggling to strip her pants off.
“What? No, leave them on, just cross your legs” I tell her panicking myself I can’t deliver a baby. She ignores me and continues to try to pull her pants down. Giving me a glimpse of, I don’t fucking know what I am looking at but it is no longer a fucking vagina. If this is what kids do down south, I am not having any.
“Oh god I can see its head” My dad said, and I realised he was right. It was a head tearing painfully out, blood running everywhere.
“You need to catch it Lily” My dad says.
“You catch, you know what you’re doing, right?” I look at him. He shakes his head
“I couldn’t even be in the room with your mother. I have a weak stomach” He says before spewing in the sink.
“What? You torture people but can’t handle a woman giving birth?” I say incredulously.
“It’s different and you’re a girl it should come naturally” He mutters, before turning a shade of green and puking again. His retching was nearly enough for me to start. Come on, Lily, you can do this, you’re good at sport. I can catch right. Like catching a football only slimy and covered in vag juice, I tell myself, giving myself a mental pep talk.
Tabitha groans loudly, pushing hard, and I push her legs into her chest. The baby’s head pushing out slowly, tearing her almost from arsehole to navel. Well, not that bad that may be a slight exaggeration but she tears terribly, and I almost feel bad for her vag. There is no turning back from that I don’t think. Suddenly the baby’s head pops out and Tabitha starts panting heavily. But something doesn’t look right, and I realise the umbilical cord is wrapped around her baby’s neck multiple times.
“Wait, stop” I tell her as she starts pushing again. She immediately stops. “What? What is wrong?” She says worried, trying to look.
“The cord is stuck around its neck” I tell her not really wanting to touch her vag but not really having a choice when every time she pushes, the baby is no longer moving any further like it is stuck. I try to get my finger under the cord to loosen it, and try to slip it over its head, but it is slippery and rubbery. Tabitha suddenly groans and pushes hard again as the baby moves but I can see the cord getting tighter and tighter. She keeps groaning.
“Stop,” I tell her.
“I can’t, I can’t help it” She says and suddenly the baby is forced out sliding into my hands covered in blood and god knows what else. I quickly start unwrapping the cord.