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After a while of crying, I dragged myself back out of bed and to the shower again. I was confused about Blake, but I knew it didn't matter. I made my choice and for once, I was choosing me.

My hand rubbed over my large belly in sadness. If I reject Blake, he wouldn't let me be a part of their lives. I wanted to feel guilty about leaving them, but there was nothing I could offer them.

They would be raised by Blake and his advisors. I didn't even get to know anything when we went to the doctors. They examined me then spoke to Blake privately. I would never really be their mother. I would be an image for the pack and nothing else. I didn't want to be that.

I didn't know what I wanted to be, but it wasn't a breeding mate to Blake. I always knew it was a possibility at the chosen ceremony. I just never considered that was what Blake wanted of me. I was so naive to think he truly loved me.

I ate my food, listening more intently to the warriors around me. I felt a little proud of myself that