The Broken Warrior's Daughter

One night, as we lay in bed, Lily moves around as usual trying to find a comfortable position. She keeps rubbing her stomach and pulling my hand over her to calm Cara, since our little girl is especially responsive to me and Donovan. When that doesn’t help, I move down, letting Donovan come forward. He

begins purring to Cara, trying to soothe her.

Lily has been having Braxton–Hicks contractions so we’ve become somewhat accustomed to her stomach contracting as we touch and hold her. Usually, our touch can calm the contractions, but tonight. it’s not helping. Lily keeps shifting around and even Donovan’s purring doesn’t seem to be helping.

All at once, I feel the bed go wet under me. My head pops up and I look at my mate. Her eyes are wide as

she looks at me then down at her body.

“Clint.” She says, looking back at me. “I think it’s time.”

I’m out of bed in an instant. I’m rushing around trying to remember what I’m supposed to do.

“Okay. Breathe.” I take several breaths trying to calm myself, when that doesn’t work. I start pacing.”

We’re supposed to stay calm.” I turn to my mate. “Are you calm?”

My mate has gotten up off the bed and is moving to the closet. She looks at me like I’m crazy, her brows furrowing. “Yeah, are you?”

“Yeah. Yeah, yeah. I’m calm. I’m really calm.” I feel like my head is bobbing up and down like one of those things humans put on the dashboard of their car. My brain has completely emptied of everything.

My pup is coming!

“Get your fucking head out of your ass and help our mate!” Donovan yells at me.

I look up and see that Lily has grabbed her bag that has been packed for weeks. “Here, I’ll take that!” I

say, thankful that I can do something for her. I throw the bag over my shoulder and look at Lily.

She looks at me for a minute. “We need to get to the car.” She says to me very slowly as if I’m too stupid

to understand her.

“Right! Car!”

I take off down the stairs and rush out to get in the car. I put her bag in the car and get in the driver side. I

put the car in drive and Donovan starts yelling in my head again.

“You’re leaving our mate you moron!” I throw the car in park and as I open the door, Donovan forces a

shift.

‘Donovan, what the fuck?”

“You’re acting like a crazed man. You’re a fucking Guardian and you’re acting like an idiot. I’m taking

over.”

He grabs the bag out of the car with his teeth and runs back into the packhouse and up the stairs. Lily is holding on to the walls trying to get down the hall. Donovan gently walks up to her, leaning against her as she has a contraction.

“Hey Donovan. Did you get tired of Clint acting stupid?”

He chuffs at her.

“I’m sorry Lily bud. I freaked out. I’m good now.” I say to her in the mind link.

She turns and looks at Donovan, raising her eyebrow. “Is he?” She asks him.

“Don’t know, don’t care. I’ll get you and our pup to the pack hospital. Get on my back.”

Donovan lays down on the floor and once the contraction passes, Lily climbs onto his back. Anders door opens and he looks out. “Lily? What’s going on? Why is Donovan here?”

“I’m in labor. Clint freaked out and Donovan took over.”

“Do you need help?”

“No, Donovan will take good care of us.”

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Donovan stands and begins to gently walk down the stairs. Lily holds on tight and once he’s outside, he begins to move as fast as he can without jostling her.

When we get to the hospital, he walks in howling. He needn’t have bothered. Anders obviously let them know we were coming. A nurse comes to help Lily off Donovan’s back and helps her walk to a delivery room. Lily has another contraction as I shift back, rushing up to hold her.

“Welcome back, mate.” She says through gritted teeth.

I get her into bed and settled. They hook her up to machines that will monitor her heart rate and Cara’s. The doctor comes in and checks her. “You’re doing well, Lily. It won’t be long now.

I turn and look at my mate, her face screwed up with her next contraction. “Have I told you today how much I love you and how wonderful you are, Lily bud.”

“I love you too, and no matter what I say to you between now and when our daughter is born, don’t forget

that!”

Over the next couple of hours, my mate curses my name to the Moon Goddess and anyone that would listen. But in the end, she delivered the most beautiful, precious little girl a father could ever ask for.