Fear - (Dual POV's.)

POV EMERALD

Three days. For three days now, Declan has treated me like nothing besides a thing carrying his children. What I want, need, or anything doesn't matter. He demands me to do this or that, not allowing me to leave our damn bedroom barely. I'm starting to feel like a prisoner, and it's not going well.

I know the night of his ball that I got sick, and I can understand him being a little worried, but for crying out loud, I am carrying Alpha pups. The reaction was expected, and I've learned to maintain the effects; just that day, a lot was going on between his ball, my anxiety, my fear of telling him, and finding out if we were mates.

He won't even mark me. And that hurts most of all. I only see him light up anymore when he's talking to my stomach or about the babies. When it comes to me, it's like I mean nothing, and it's breaking my heart.

Gem has been a whiny, whimpering mess since we woke up the day after the party.

My Luna ceremony is supposed to be tomorrow, and at th