The storm raged outside the medical sanctuary.
But it was nothing compared to the tempest tearing through the delivery wing of Bloodmoon Citadel.
"Diego..." I gasped, my knuckles turning white as I nearly pulverized his hand into dust. "If you tell me to... breathe through it... one more time... I will incinerate this room."
"I'm not saying it! I'm not saying a word!" Diego insisted frantically, kneeling beside the high bed, completely unbothered by the crushing pressure on his bones. Sweat slicked his hair, and his usual commanding authority was replaced by raw devotion. "You're doing incredible, mi reina. Just a little more."
"Deep breath now, Luna!" Dr. Elena instructed firmly from the foot of the bed, her hands bathed in a soft healing aura. "The Scarlet bloodline magic is crownin
