Turning to my sides, I stared at the nine wolf pups lying next to me on the clean pile of fur, squirming around to find a better position and climbing on top of each other like a dogpile. Though I wanted to touch them all, the bottom half of my body still hurt and moving was way too tedious for me to attempt anything.

Even going to the bathroom had become a hassle. Because every time I peed, the stinging pain from the tear on my vagina became extremely unbearable.

My urine felt like acid whenever it washed over my swollen and red wound, and I literally teared up when I was sitting on the toilet seat, deciding if I should try to pee slowly or as fast as I can. Because, either way, it didn't make the pain any less intense.

But since it wasn't a bad tear and was starting to heal, Khanh said stitches weren't necessary and would be a lot more painful to put in and take out.

Thank the gods.

Just the thought of having my opening pierced by a needle and sewn back together was enough to make me cringe and cry in my sleep. Truthfully, I'd never been much of a needle person. If I ever had to get a shot or have my blood drawn, I never looked and always held my breath.

Tossing the thoughts aside, I touched the baby closest to me as softly and delicately as I could, trying not to startle the little guy too much.

Under my fingertips, his black fur felt very soft and silken because he'd been given a bath to clean off all the birth fluids and blood on him.

Compared to the other eight pups, this little babe was the smallest, probably only two or so pounds. He had his belly up in the air and legs all splayed out, lying like a human baby, while chewing on one of his paws with his toothless gums.

"Hi there, little guy," I cooed, stroking his extremely soft little belly with the pads of my fingers.

After my words, he wiggled his little paws and continued to chew on himself, as if he didn't hear what I had said, which was probably true because his hearing hadn't quite developed yet. According to what Eros said, his hearing would probably get better in a couple of days.

Raising my eyes, I glanced at all the other babies who were curled around each other and settled on their bellies. There was a thin film of semi-see-through skin that covered over their eyes and made them look like they were sleeping, but I knew otherwise.

Some of them were still squirming around, trying to kick and flail their little arms and legs in all directions.

Albeit I had given birth to them, they didn't look anything like me. Instead, I vaguely realized that they looked exactly like Eros in his wolf form. From the black fur down to their paws and muzzles. They were his copy.

As I looked at them, I wondered if they were going to stay in their wolf forms forever or change into their human forms later on in their lives.

"When do you think they will be able to open their eyes?" I asked, glancing at Eros, who was busy attaching the legs to the crib he was putting together. He'd already finished six and still had three to go. Poor him.

This is what happens when your pullout game is weak, I thought jokingly.

"Most pups open their eyes after a week of being born and will be able to change back and forth into their human and wolf forms within the span of two to four weeks."

My eyes widened.

"They'll change into little human babies?" I asked, surprised and a bit happy at the news. How awesome was it that I would be able to see what they looked like in both forms?

Eros nodded. "Yes. But it will be inconsistent until they are strong enough to remain in their human forms without shifting back into wolves. And the time period varies between each pup."

"That's so awesome! I thought they were just going to stay like this until they became adults or something. Not that there's anything wrong with that," I said sheepishly, turning my gaze back to the pile of pups all nestling against each other, except for two, who were nibbling and chewing on each other's faces with their gummy mouths.

It was kind of cute and gross at the same time because the amount of saliva coming from their mouths was quick to wet both their furs and the fur underneath them.

They are probably very, very hungry, I thought to myself.

But that in itself was another problem.

How was I going to feed them?

Think about it. I only have two nipples and there are nine babies.

Two and nine would only call for unnecessary pain and make my nipples suffer. Literally.

If I had been born with eight or ten nipples like other canines, this would have been a much easier job. But wait, why would I want that many nipples?! How would that even look on a human body?!

The image procured by my brain was not something I was interested in. Not at all.

As I was having a panic attack over the thought, I could hear Eros chuckling to himself on the other side of the cave as he set the last crib onto its four legs.

"I didn't mean to laugh, Emira. It's just that your thought process always amuses me," he confessed, standing to full height and brushing off the invisible dust on his pants.

"I'm glad that you find my thoughts amusing," I replied, my voice deadpan.

Eros chuckled again.

"Is there any way that you can block my thoughts?" I asked.

"Yes, I could..." Eros drawled. "But I don't really want to."

I glanced at him and pouted.

Though I had learned how to block my thoughts from Eros a long while back, I'd quit doing it after the first two times because it was too straining.

For me, a person who liked to think too much, it was difficult to keep up a mental barrier all the time. I got lost in my thoughts way too easy and the barrier would slip away, so I decided not to bother with it. And I'd thought that it would be best for our relationship if we were to be brutally honest with each other. After all, there was no point in keeping secrets from Eros, the man whom I loved with my whole heart.

"Eros, are we supposed to put diapers on them?" I asked, worried that the pups might do the number one or the number two on the fur, more so the latter than the former.

"Khanh gave me some newborn diapers before she left. Let me grab them." Eros picked up a handful of little white diapers on the table and came down on his knees beside me. If I hadn't looked up videos and made Eros watch them with me, I would never have known how to put a diaper on a baby.

Since I'd never had the chance to touch or see a baby in the flesh, this was going to be a totally new learning experience, full of trials and errors. I had a gut feeling it would be chaotic.

"Do you want to try it?" he asked, turning his beautiful blues to me.

I shook my head and watched as he lifted the first little pup and lay him on his back on top of the diaper, making sure to put the little tail through the hole on the back. Then, he pulled the front of the diaper up and held it down to put on the two tabs.

After watching Eros do this effortlessly, like everything else he'd ever done, I was given the oh-so-familiar feeling of immense awe and appreciation. He was so reliable... so... perfect.

What can't Eros do? Is there such a thing? I thought to myself, picking up a diaper and setting it down to help Eros speed up the process. Then, I decided to try myself, realizing that this wasn't as hard as I'd thought.

Once we were done putting diapers on all of them, I realized that there were seven boys and two girls.

"Do you want to try to feed them?" he asked, helping me up into a sitting position before handing me a baby. I cautiously cradled the baby's head in my arms and held it against my chest.

In the beginning, I didn't even know how to hold a baby. I was completely clueless and didn't know where my hands were supposed to go. But now that the pup was in my arms, my motherly instincts kicked in and I felt completely at ease, staring down at the bundle of joy in my arms. I didn't know how other mothers felt holding their child but I felt completely overtaken by love and happiness.

The moment I held the baby against my aching chest, he kept rubbing and nudging his head into my breast, like he was searching for a source of food that he knew was coming closer.

I unbuttoned the sleeping gown I was in and pulled the fabric down my shoulder to expose my naked breast. Though I was a little nervous with Eros watching, I chose to ignore his heated gaze and watched as the little pup finally latched on to my nipple and started to suck.

At first, it felt really weird and ticklish because of the fur brushing against my areolas, but I endured the entire process and continued to feed the rest of them. By the time I'd finished feeding all the babies, my nipples felt like they were going to fall off. Literally.

The entire nipples and areolas were sore and red and achy, regardless of the fact that I kept switching the babies from the left nipple to the right nipple. At this rate, I didn't think that I was going to last an entire day of breastfeeding.

What am I going to do when their teeth come in?

Because, from what I knew, wolves had very, very sharp and pointy teeth. Breastfeeding a wolf with teeth would be like asking to have my nipples bit off. And, unlike my magical womb, I doubted that my nipples would grow back.

I don't want to be nippleless.

I sighed.

How in the world was I going to survive this?

Okay, Emira. Let's take this one step at a time. Don't panic. Panic will only make it worse, I told myself.

I sighed again.

Other than that problem, there was also the problem of taking too long with one pup that the others were forced to starve until it was their turn.

It took almost twenty to thirty minutes per pup so the last one had to wait quite a while before feeding, which was terrible. I didn't want any of them to starve, but I only had two nipples. This meant that Eros and I had to find another solution to this problem.

If Eros were able to lactate, then we'd have four nipples to work with.

At the awry thought, I laughed to myself.

"Does it still hurt?" Eros asked, placing the last baby into her crib before coming to sit by my side.

I nodded my head and gave him a pitiful look. "I didn't know that breastfeeding would make me this sore."

Eros' brows furrowed before he walked into the bathroom. When he came back, he was carrying two carefully folded wet towels.

"I'll go out and get some cold compresses later, but for now, we'll have to make do with this," he said.

I nodded my head and undid the button on my gown again, hoping the cold towels would be able to make this uncomfortable feeling go away.

As soon as my breasts were freed from the cotton fabric scratching them, I felt a little bit better, but I didn't want to go naked inside the cave all day. What if someone came in unexpectedly?

"You can go topless all day if it makes you feel better, Emira. If anyone were to come close to the cave, I will tell you," Eros said, helping me lie back before he slowly lay the cold towels on my breasts.

I shivered uncontrollably as goosebumps formed all over my body.

"Okay," I replied, feeling a little better now that the cold was taking away a bit of the soreness on my nipples.

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A/N: So I updated this chapter on Wattpad yesterday and was flagged immediately by them. I don't know if someone reported my story or what but I was told I violated the content guidelines and that if I did it again all my stories will be removed. Now I don't know what to do..... Please don't report my stories! I already had to remove one because of this reason!!!!!

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