The pains in Asteria’s abdomen were sharp, as if she was being clawed apart from the inside out. She gritted her fangs, nearly ripping a hole in the side of her own mouth and stretched her back, running a hand along the bulge in her stomach, waiting for the moment to pass. Thoughts of calling for the doctor, if Hines could even be labeled as such, crossed her mind, but she knew this was only a growing pain, not anything to be too alarmed about, so she rested her head back on the red satin ...