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The icy wind cut through the Mayflower clan, matching the somber atmosphere that hung heavy in the air. Ever since the news of my pregnancy had spread, the town had become consumed with fear and uncertainty. Whispers followed me wherever I went, and the worried glances from the werewolves increased day by day.

I had absolutely no idea that birthing a halfbreed would bring about challenges and even if I did I possibly couldn't have foreseen the extent of it at all. It seemed as though everyone was fixated on the idea that our child would be unable to control their blood lust, causing a rift in the very fabric of our peaceful community but the basis of there fear was not even proven as in recent years.

Restless nights turned into sleepless weeks, and each day brought new concerns as I waited for Gerald to make up his mind concerning the solution of me running away from the clan and going somewhere far away.

Even in the privacy of Alpha Gerald and I's bedroom, I couldn't shake off the