COLT POV
“Aaaaahhhhhh!” Freya hollered as another contraction hit. Her mother drenched another sponge in the bowl of cold water she has and rang it out.
“Good job baby, keep breathing.” Misty coached as she placed the damp sponge on Freya’s forehead, blotting it down her face and around her neck and chest. She’s trying to keep her cool.
Freya has been having pretty heavy contractions for the past few hours now. Thankfully, she got a good full night of sleep. However, about a half hour ago she came down with a fever which has been making Sasha feel worried about what’s to come. Not that I need to say it, but Sasha being worried about it has been making those of us who are already worried even more worried.
“When was the last time she took the medicine?” Harland asked.
“She just took it
