Wade's POV

Timber was running harder than ever before, driven by pure instinct and fear. I could feel Ciara’s calm through our bond, but I knew her well enough to recognize the underlying pain. She’d done this before, she was no stranger to labor, but this was all new to me. And I had to be there when our babies arrived.

I didn’t stop running until I reached the hospital. Right before entering, I slowed down just long enough to throw my shorts back on and headed inside. At the front ...