Six Hours Later:
The contractions started just after sunset.
Not the practice ones Alex had been feeling for days—these were different. Deeper. More purposeful. Like his body had finally decided it was time.
"Mira," he gasped, pressing a hand to his belly as another wave hit. "I think—I think it's starting."
The healer was at his side instantly, her experienced hands checking, assessing.
Her expression grew serious.
"You're right," she said. "Early labor has begun. The cubs are coming."
All three mates moved simultaneously—Naga's coils tightening protectively, Leo's hands finding Alex's, Zale surfacing with wide eyes.
"How long?" Naga demanded.
"Hours," Mira said. "Possibly twelve to twenty-four before active labor begins. But it's happening. Tonight or tomorrow, those six cubs will be born."
She began giving rapid instructions—preparing the birthing pool, summoning additional healers, organizing supplies.
