Prologue
Wolf arched his back and groaned with the contraction. He was in the hospital, with a blanket draped across his waist and wearing a hospital gown and nothing else, his feet resting in stirrups for the doctor to have easy access between his legs and his paws grasping his large round belly as he pushed as hard as he could. Wolf rocked back and forth the best he could with his feet strapped to the stirrups to eleviate the feeling of his belly being ripped open groaning louder with the pain. Wolf plopped down on the bed with a whimper as the contraction subsided.
"You're doing good Wolf, just breathe." A Nurse said in Wolf's pointed and flattened ear as he gasped for breathe, soaked with sweat to where the hospital gown clung to the brown-furred orb attached to his body.
"Just wait till I get my hands on that Witch!" Wolf gasped before another contraction ripped through him.
