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Chapter 59

I wake up in the early morning to terrible back pain, my lower back killing, my hips hurting like they were out of place. As I roll over, trying to get comfortable, the pressure becomes more intense to the point where even breathing deeply hurts, taking my breath away and leaving me panting.

I sit up with a groan, and Silas too rolls over also waking. His hand goes to my lower back as he rubs it, feeling the pain I am in through the bond. His thumbs digs into my lower back as he messages the area from where the pain is radiating.

I look out the window to see only darkness. Looking at the clock, it is only 4 AM. I yawn. Yet even that catches in my throat as pain ripples through my lower back.

“Maybe have a shower, it might help with the discomfort,” he says while still rubbing my back in circles. I nod, my belly going hard as the pain intensifies, and I watch my round belly tense, feel it under my hand.

“Labour?” asks Silas.

“No, it is in my back, probably Braxton Hicks,” I tell him, though, this is more painful, but shouldn’t it be in the front not the back? I wonder. Everything I read said it was like having terrible period pain, saying that I didn’t read many books. Some of it horrified me so I mainly read the ones about after the baby is born.

“I will send Dakari to go get them,” Silas says but I wave him off, the pain suddenly leaving as quickly as it started.

“No, it’s fine, see it’s going now,” I tell finally catching a breath as the pain subsides.

“Maybe I should just in case,” he says.

“No, because then they will have to leave again. They should be back tomorrow, I’m not due yet I still have a week,” I tell him.

“You know you can go early?“ he says, and I nod.

“Yeah, but I am fine now,” I tell him. He sighs, leaning over and kissing my belly. I let him, and he places his head on my knee, mumbling something I can’t understand as he presses his lips against my stomach. I run my fingers through his hair which is getting longer. My touch causes his eyes to snap to me and he leans on one elbow looking back up at me.

“Sorry, I got carried away,” he says, his hand rubbing over my bump softly.

He then hops up, walking into the bathroom and I hear the shower turn on. A moment later, he walks out holding his hand out to me. His naked body stands in front me with no care in the world that his junk is eye level with me.

I roll my eyes while smirking at my now blushing face being caught staring. “My eyes are up here love,” he says with a smirk on his face, taking his hand letting him haul me to my feet.

I hop in the shower, Silas enters in behind me, starting the other shower head. The warmth eases the back pain that instantly started to return as I stood up. Silas adjusts his shower head so it hits my back as well.

“I think I should send for Matitus and Dragus,” he says, and I shake my head.

“No, I must have slept funny, it’s in my back not my front,” I tell him.

“I read in that baby book there is a thing called back labour,” he says, and I raise an eyebrow at him. “You better hope this kid is small, cause he’s gonna tear you from asshole to navel,” he says.

“Is that supposed to make me feel better?”

“No, I was just telling you, I’ve seen pictures, that book is very detailed, you know some women shit during labour?”

“Oh my god stop Silas you’re not helping.”

“What I am just saying.”

“Well, I don’t want to know, and stop reading whatever that book is, you’re grossing me out,” I tell him.

“You’re grossed out, someone took a picture of a woman crowning. I thought she had a major bush, turns out that was the head, and it had a lot of hair,” he says with a chuckle, making me laugh.

“Ah don’t make me laugh it hurts,” I whine, clutching my belly.

“I should get Victor to check you out,” he muses while my mouth falls open horrified at the thought.

“No definitely not,” I tell him.

“How else are we supposed to know if you’re in labour or not?” he asks.