Chapter Twenty-Three

Jasmine’s POV

My stay in the pack was going over a month now and my baby bump was already showing. I looked in the mirror and smiled. It wasn't like how it was anymore.

Things have changed. The way I thought about the unborn pups had also changed. I loved them now and often spoke to them when I was born.

“Are you done, Jasmine?” Sheira's voice was heard from outside of the closet and she peeked inside.

“I am almost done,” I said to her then waved for her to come closer to me.

“You need help?” she asked and I nodded. My foot was swollen and I couldn't reach some parts of my body anymore like I usually do before effortlessly.

“Yeah. My zipper.” I turned around and she zipped the gown up for me.

“You look beautiful.” she smiled and I smiled brighter and I rubbed my hand around my bump over and over again.

“You are loving this right? This was way better than how you looked at things before.” she chuckled.

“I know. Did you bring that fruit? The babies are craving it so badly.” I pouted and