C21 It Can’t Be Labor?

Damien was at her side in an instant, his hands gripping her shoulders as she writhed in pain. His sharp eyes scanned her body, searching for an injury. "What’s happening? Were you hit?"

Raven gasped, clutching her abdomen, her nails digging into the fabric of her clothes. "No—no, it’s the baby," she panted, her voice strained with pain. "I think—I think I’m in labor