Rejected by the rogue pack.

Isabella's POV.

Clare tried to force me to a human hospital, but I refused. I knew what would happen if I went to a human hospital with her.

Apart from the whole world knowing about the existence of werewolves, that is. Werewolves always had a harder birth than humans and the human doctors would never be able to handle my birth.

"Let's just go." She begged me, but I shook my head. I would rather return to the house and push my baby out, all by myself.

"She doesn't want to go with you, does she?" Sierra's voice came behind us. Claire and I turned around and saw her looking at us with contempt. "Give her to me. I'll take care of her." She told Claire. She tried to hold me, but Claire slapped her hands away.

"You think I will leave her with you for even a second? You?!" Claire hissed at her.

Sierra smiled and hitched closer to me. "I know you are a wolf. A rogue at that." She hissed in my ears.

At that moment, I smelled the wolf aura on her. How had she succeeded in conceding her scent? I didn't get the time to think fast as another pain hit me. I turned to look at Claire with an apologetic smile.

"I'll go with her," I announced to her. I knew my words must hurt her but I had no other choice.

"But..." The words died in her throat when I removed the hands she had on my arms.

I motioned to Sierra and we both left for wherever she was taking me to in her Camry car.

Barely thirty minutes later, we got to her pack. By then, I was blind with pain and wasn't sure I recognized myself anymore.

"Doctor Anna. There's a pregnant woman in my car!" Sierra yelled as soon as she stopped the car.

Nurses and an older lady, dressed in a doctor's blue scrub, all rushed out. When they saw Sierra, they all bowed their heads in respect for her.

"My lady." The doctor said.

"Skip the damn formalities and just help her!" Sierra yelled, pointing to me in the car where I was writhing in pain.

The doctor listened to her. Soon enough, I felt hands all engulfing me, trying to get me out of the car.

The next six hours after that was pure hell for me. I was asked to breathe, push, pause, blow, take deep and shallow breaths, just to get my baby out. But finally, I heard my baby's wail.

"It's a baby boy!" Sierra squeaked to me.

All the tiredness I felt flew out the door as I heard her words. I held her hand to gain her attention and she looked at me.

"My baby... I want to see him," I told her in a weak voice.

"The doctors are cleaning him up." She squeezed my hand warmly, a clear contradiction to how she usually treats me. "You'll see him soon." She assured me.

My eyes threatened to close but I kept them open, wanting to see my child before anything else.

"Here you go, Miss." The nurse handed my bundle of joy to me with a big grin. My happiness matched her own as I held my child for the first time.

"My treasure," I wept.

Suddenly, a commotion was heard outside the hall of the hospital room. I became frightened, but Sierra simply moved out of the room. I relaxed a little, knowing that she probably knew what was going on.

"Where have you been all these while?!" I heard a man's voice storm outside at Sierra.

"Just here and there," Sierra answered in a nonchalant tone.

"And then, when you returned, you came back with a pregnant rogue?"

"News does fly faster," Sierra hissed at whoever the man she was talking with was.

"Don't you dare use that tone with me, young lady!" The man scowled.

With the kind of tone the man kept yelling with, I kept wondering why Sierra was not afraid of the man. I knew I would be if I was the one standing under the powerful voice of the man.

"Do you know how worried I was about you, little sis?" The man said, his tone softening considerably.

"I know, dear brother," Sierra chuckled.

Little wonder Sierra wasn't afraid of the man. They were siblings.

"Don't you dare go off like that again. You know how these people hate rogues like us." The man reprimanded.

Wow. So, they were rogues like me? Perhaps I could find a home with them since I was almost someone like them. Though I still had my pack's aura around me, because I'd been away from my pack for so long, I was beginning to smell like a rogue with each passing day.

"And that rogue can't stay here." The man dropped the bombshell.

"What? Why?" Sierra asked the questions I longed to ask. I saw the nurse looking at me with sympathy.

"Because I can still smell her pack's aura on her and I don't want trouble with those people. Especially when her scent smelled like that of a powerful person."

"Still..." Sierra tried to defend me.

"I want her out of this pack once she has rested for a week at most."

"Leo!" Sierra yelled, indicating that the man was retreating.

"My words are final, little sis. I don't want her in this pack. Think about the others that came to us for refuge. Should we risk hundreds of lives for just one person?" Leo reasoned with his sister.

Even though I didn't want to admit it, I knew he was right. They should never risk the lives of too many others just for one person.

"Even the rogues don't want us, Treasure," I told my baby. I clutched him harder to my chest as tears spilled away from my eyes.

Could fate be worse to me any longer than it already was?

Sierra came into the room where I was and gave me a small smile. "I'll talk to him. Don't worry." She assured me.

I sniffed my nose to stop the tears from falling any further. And that was when I smelled it on her: That same scent that belonged to that rogue who assaulted me that night nine months ago.

That could only mean one thing, I thought as my eyes widened with shock.

Her brother was the man who caused all these catastrophes I was going through.