Chapter 51

Silvy

Goof didn’t get a chance to say anything because my dad was yanking me out of Goof’s arms into his. Dad patted me all over like he was checking for broken bones. “ Princess, did they hurt you? If there is a scratch on you I will kill them.” my dad said. A typical dad wanting to kill anyone who hurt may have hurt his princess. Normally I would calm him down and tell him I had it handled. This time he can have at it. Those bastards threatened my baby. I want them to feel pain. I don’t get a chance to answer my dad because I was hit with another contraction. I have been having them steadily for the past ten minutes or so. I grab my dad’s shirt with both fists, lay my head on his chest, groan, and take deep breaths in through my nose and out my mouth. My dad rubs my back as I breathe. “ Princess, are you in labor?” Dad asked. All I could do is nod against his chest.

Dad starts barking orders at whoever is close while I ride out the contraction. “ Goof, grab a wheelchair. We need