Azalea POV: Blaze paces back and forth next to the bed where I lay. I've been bedridden for a week now, waiting for my babies at any moment. I feel bad for calling him, but I'm panicking on my own. Julia is more nervous than I am, and she is heavily pregnant as well. Julia and her mate were like rabbits, the first few months, not that they had stopped. "Are you sure Saoirse is fine. Goddess, I shouldn't have called you. She is pregnant, too." Blaze approches me and kisses my hand. "Nonsense, you did the right thing. She totally understood. She still has about four more weeks left. There is time." "You look worried though, does your wolf feel restless?" "He does. I will call Saoirse, just to be sure." As soon as the phone connects and I overhear Saoirse's pitiful voice, I know something is not right. Blaze, like every other man, is clueless. A high-pitched voice is heard, they're yelling at Blaze. I felt a pang in my heart. Saoirse hadn't been feeling well, and she didn't
Last Updated : 2024-08-24 Read more