Ian was pacing back and forth behind the door, cursing through his teeth. 

He hadn't expected to be in this situation for another six months, and here he was, pacing the carpet,kicked out of his wife’s room by Dr. Hamilton, just when Eden needed him most. 

The omega had put on a brave face, merely squeezing his arm as she waited for the doctor.

“It doesn't really hurt," she repeated, as if Ian was the one who needed reassurance. 

I just don't know if it's normal or not. Hamilton had come quickly, fortunately. If anything happened to the baby, Eden would be devastated and…

“Milord?”

Dr. Hamilton came out of...