Olivia's POV
Suddenly, without warning, the world shifted.
A white-hot bolt of lightning snapped through my spine. It wasn't a kick. It wasn't the dull ache I'd been feeling for weeks. It was a violent, crushing wave of pressure that made my vision blur. I gasped, my body jerking forward as I gripped Levi's hand with enough force to bruise.
"Olivia?" Lennox was on his feet in a heartbeat, his eyes wide.
"Lennox..." I panted, my breath hitching. "It's... it's happening. Now."
Another wave hit, stronger than the first. A gush of warm fluid soaked into the rose-colored skirts of my dress. My water had broken right there on the edge of Levi's sickbed.
Lennox didn't hesitate. Although I was carrying the weight of twins, he scooped me up into his arms as if I were as light as a feather. He turned toward the door, his voice booming with an Alpha's authority that shook the very walls of the medical wing.
"HEALERS! MIDWIVES! IT'S TIME!"
