Armand:To unify the pack, I knew I had to explain everything to them. They needed to understand the situation, and see that we were handling things properly. That meant bringing those that betrayed us all before the pack.I ordered a tribunal and demanded that everyone be present. The entire pack was to be in attendance. We needed there to be no misunderstanding. We needed to show no weakness.
While Amy had frozen time around her, Bob had taken the chance to call his army forward. As the time spell shattered, he leapt at the chance to attack. Armand’s army was more than ready to defend him and our pack.My personal guard surrounded me as my mates each kissed my cheek, ready to fight at their father’s side. Amy in her madness, lay chained at my feet, crazed, teeth clenching.&l
The aftermath of the battle had left our pack scarred and weary, but it also revealed the strength of our unity. We could feel the sense of finality after the battle between our pack and Bob’s army. Those who had gone over to Bob’s side, had been swayed by magic and were now fully recommitted to the pack.One afternoon, my mates and I stood in the clearing where the final clash had taken place, the scent of blood and sweat still lingering in the air. The losses were profound, but the bonds of our pack were unbreakable.I could tell that they could feel, as I did, that something profound had taken place. The fact that someone thought that they could take something that was ours was appalling, and we needed to ensure that it would never happen again.As we stood, surveying the land, remembering the battle, the sun began to set, casting a warm, orange hue across the clearing, we came together then, seeking solace and healing within each other's arms.I could feel the determination in my
The joy of my pregnancy, though wonderous, was short-lived as the dreaded complications that come with werewolf pregnancy arose. It was a cloud that cast a shadow over the newfound unity of our pack. I had begun to have a sense that something was wrong, a nagging worry that refused to be ignored.One evening at dinner, Armand noticed my distress. "Beryl, are you alright? You seem upset by something.”Immediately, my mates were on alert, all eyes on me. “I’m not sure. I have a feeling that something isnt quite right. I’m not hurting, really, but I'm uncomfortable in a way that doesn’t make sense. It’s more than just a growing baby kind of discomfort.”Armand nodded, knowing that complications were possible. “My dear girl, we need to find someone who understands werewolf pregnancies. We won't leave anything to chance."My mates, Nicholas, Brian, and Cheney, nodded in agreement. "We'll find the best specialist," Nicholas assured me. "We won't rest until we do."Days passed, and Armand ha
The weeks passed with Dr. Matthias keeping a close watch on my pregnancy. His moving in with us had been a blessing, and he seemed to take it in his stride, not fearing to ask for anything that he needed.His weekly examinations became a routine part of our lives. The pack respected him for his knowledge and dedication and offered to help him whenever they could.As my belly grew, so did my anticipation and anxiety. But my friends from school, Lily and Sophia, who I had become distant with, came back into my life and brought with them a welcomed distraction.They began to visit regularly, their laughter filling our home and the whole compound with a sense of normalcy.One sunny afternoon, Lily and Sophia dropped by. I greeted them with a warm hug, grateful for their unwavering friendship during this challenging time. They had been a constant source of support and optimism.Lily and Sophia's visits became a cherished part of my routine, a glimmer of normalcy in a world filled with unce
Life settled into a routine with Dr. Matthias continuing his regular check-ups on my pregnancy, and visits with Lily and Sophia. Things seemed to have regained a sense of normalcy, and a calm was settling in around us.The tension that we had all felt was finally starting to ease, and the future was a bright light for us all once again.The doctor had become a comforting presence in our home, his expertise reassuring us all. And having the girls around kept me from feeling restless and alone, when my mates had to go off on werewolf business throughout the pack.One evening, as we discussed my progress, Dr. Matthias asked if he could introduce us to someone new—a skilled midwife named Elara.“You are making wonderful progress, but having help with the pregnancy, and the baby after it is born is going to require an extra pair of hands. I can assure you, Elara is the best at what she does, and she’s an amazing person as well.&
The aftermath of the vampire attack left us shaken. We traveled home as one, tightly grouped together. My mates, each having a hand on me in some way, reassuring themselves that I was alright.Although the attacks had been frequent and random, this attack had definitely been different. There were more vampires, and they seemed to have had a singular focus. They wanted to get to me. As we walked, we discussed their focus.“What could they want with Beryl?” Cheney spoke softly, but we all could hear him perfectly. “Were they trying to take her or just hurt her?”“It seemed as though they wanted to take her, they never put a damaging hand on her, did they?” Brian mused, seemingly to himself.As we walked, we talked, but, Lily, who had valiantly fought by my side, suddenly became faint and stumbled.“It’s nothing, I’m fine. I’m just tired. It’s been a hell of a day.”
The attack had shaken me, even more than I cared to admit. Armand had called a pack meeting and had required everyone to attend, something had to be done, and soon.In the dimly lit room, we gathered around a heavy oak table, some of our pack standing or leaning on the walls in the room.The tension weighed heavily on our shoulders, I could feel it hanging thick within the room. After my narrow escape from the vampires' kidnapping attempt, our pack was determined to uncover their motives.Armand and his sons, my mates, stood at the head of the room. I sat before them, not wanting to be on my feet any more than I had to be.Nicholas, his jaw clenched in frustration, broke the tense silence. "We need to figure out why they want Beryl and our baby. There must be a reason they're targeting them specifically.”Brian nodded, his gaze intense. "It's not just about us anymore. They want the child, and we need to know why."Elara,