Chapter 205 - The Birth of Magic

With his palms squeezed together and his jaw tightened, Alpha Cane paced the length of the hall. His heart pounded in sync with his wife's cries, which traveled from her chambers, and he paused every few steps to listen. He had always been a rock, an Alpha who commanded respect and inspired loyalty, but now he felt completely powerless. The sound pierced him like a dagger as the shouts grew louder and more frantic. He hoped that his child would soon be born. He prayed silently for his wife and child, his steps quickening, every line of his face etched with dread. He turned around as the maester entered the corridor and the door creaked open. Cane took a step forward, his voice stiff as his heart thumped in his chest, “Is it over? Is the child born?” he asked expectantly The maester took a while to respond. Rather, he looked down gravely, his face a scarcely disguised look of sorrow, “No, it can't possibly be…” Cane muttered, his voice barely more than a whisper, as dread curle