All Chapters of FANGS AND ROSES: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

News From a Coffee ShopHayley's POVThe morning sunlight filled the room, bringing me awake from my deep sleep. I stretched languidly, feeling the remaining ache in my muscles from yesterday's journey.As I lay there, with my hand absently caressing my growing bump, I couldn't help but smile. Today was the day I'd start training with Roman.But first, I had a different mission in mind.I rolled over, finding Roman already awake and watching me with those intense eyes of his. "Morning, sleepyhead," he murmured, leaning in to press a soft kiss to my forehead."Morning," I replied, my voice still husky with sleep. "I was thinking of heading into town to see Bree before our training session. That okay?" I asked him.Roman's eyebrows raised slightly, but he nodded. "Of course. Just take care of yourself, alright?" He said.I couldn't help but roll my eyes. "I'm pregnant, not made of glass, you know." I waved off his concern.He chuckled, the sound vibrated through his chest beside me. "I

Cleared DoubtsHayley's POVEvening came sooner than expected. I had just got out of the shower and stretched my muscles in bed, they were still sore from the intense training session.But I relinquish the pain because it takes my mind away from all the worries.Just as I was about to close my eyes and surrender to exhaustion, my phone rang insistently.I took the phone to find Jane's name flashing across the screen, she must have had time to call me and hear how we landed."Hey, dear," Jane's voice sounded through the speaker, with warmness and familiarity like a favorite sweater. "How's life in the lap of luxury? Did you land safely?" She inquired.I couldn't help but smile, picturing Jane sprawled on her ratty old couch, probably surrounded by takeout containers."Hey, Janie. Yeah, we landed fine. But it already feels like it was ages ago, though." I replied honestly."Uh oh," Jane said, her tone sharpening with concern. "I know that voice. What's wrong, Kate?" She asked me.I sigh

Baby Arrangements Hayley's POV I tried to focus and connect with my wolf like Viola advised me to. The bright morning sun rays streamed through the curtains of our bedroom. I sat and crossed my legs on the plush carpet in yoga posture. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, attempting to focus on my inner self, to connect to my wolf. "Focus... Breathe in... and out," I murmured to myself, placing a hand on my swollen belly. "We can do this, little one." I told her. This month will be all about preparation. Training with Roman to hone my strength, and yoga sessions to connect with my wolf. Breathing exercises to make shifting and childbirth easier. There was no time for fear, only determination. But as I tried to concentrate, a commotion from outside the backyard broke my focus. Frowning, I rose to my feet and peered out the window to see what was going on. My eyes widened as I saw a group of people hurrying across the backyard, with their faces a mix of disbelief and joy. "W

A Shopping SpreeHayley's POVThe next morning, I woke up late in the morning because I had a long sleep after the exhaustion from the previous day. It was already bright. I stretched out lazily, yawning and I felt the baby shift inside me.Roman was no longer in bed. But my eyes caught the sight of a note kept on his pillow: I opened it."Early meeting. Didn't want to wake you. Love you both." It read.I smiled, running my hand over my growing belly. "Looks like daddy's got a lot busier these days." I told her.As I reached for my phone on the nightstand, it buzzed with an incoming call. Bree's name flashed on the screen as I glanced at it."Hello?" I answered, my voice still husky with sleep."Hayley? It's Bree. Are you okay? I've been worried sick since... well, you know." She began.I sat up straighter, touched by her concern. "Bree! I'm fine, really. How are you?" I asked about her."Never mind me," she insisted, her voice tinged with worry. "Are you sure you're alright? After w

Hurtful Encounter Hayley's POV Before Melissa reached the door, Viola made a last minute decision and opened it. She must have done that to avoid Melissa thinking we were eavesdropping on her in the hallway. We stepped inside and bumped into her, and there she stood, her face twisted into wild fury that could have melted us. For a moment, time seemed to stand still, like in a movie paused at its most dramatic scene. Mom, pretending not knowing she was in the office, spoke at once. "Oh hi, Melissa," she said, her voice as smooth as honey, but I could feel the tension radiating from her like heat from a furnace. Melissa's eyes, cold as ice, swept over us."Well, if it isn't the generation of whores at it again? You're here to continue whoring around my husband just like you've taught your daughter too, huh?" She lashed at my mom. Her words hit me like a physical blow, stealing the breath from my lungs. I opened my mouth to speak, but no sound came out. It was as if Melissa's venom