MRS LAUREN'S CONCERNS

As Mrs. Lauren left Damien and Elena’s quarters, the joy she had felt only moments before was slowly being replaced by a deep sense of unease. She walked through the pack house, her steps slowing as her mind wrestled with what she had just learned. Elena’s pregnancy should have been a moment of pure happiness, but something gnawed at her.

She thought back to the conversation she had with Damien about his bloodlust. The bloodlust that had been sealed by the Moon Goddess herself was awakened by Elena’s presence. And now, Elena was pregnant, carrying a child that would inherit Damien’s blood and perhaps more.

Mrs. Lauren headed to her private study, the room where she often retreated when things weighed too heavily on her mind. Closing the door behind her, she leaned against it, exhaling slowly. The pregnancy complicated everything. She trusted Elena’s intentions, but the unknowns surrounding her were becoming too much to ignore.

Sitting down at her desk, she pulled out a piece of parchm