Taylor's POV It was the first time ever since my ordeal that I was leaving the Pack House. A lot of the Pack members have been caring and had left gifts at the pack house entrances. The doctor had told me that I needed to take care of myself and be less stressed. The truth is just that during this pregnancy I have really neglected myself. I was stressed about everything and anything. please have a tough time and I felt guilty for not being able to take care of my child well. as I walked through the Pack I noticed Philip on the other side watching me at a distance. I nodded my head giving him the recognition. some of the other warriors had been positioned at designated areas of the Pack watching me. Ryan was in his office talking to Alpha Michael, Alpha Luke and Alpha Mark about what had happened. Once I gave the go-ahead, then the Pack would be called to an emergency meeting where it would be announced that the alpha had finally given their support to Ryan. Surprisingly a lot of cal

Taylor's POVI stood there, feeling frozen in time. Uncertain yet, completely sure that this had to be one of the worst days of my life. “We’ve been friends since I came here,” I said, stepping forward as I stared at her. “Why?’’Charity stepped forward, her eyes mirroring a rage I’d never seen before. “I should have seen it. How fucking stupid…”“NO! You were not stupid. I just had to play stupid to make you believe you were winning.” My answer was clear, as precise as I would have hoped. “All this time we’ve spent talking. All the times I’ve given you advice on your bastard of a husband and that curse growing in your womb. Why would you think I care about you?’’ she let out, eyes meeting mine at a distance. Her words hurt me. The trust I had put in her was shuttered at this moment. Why does everyone I trust always end up hurting me?“Why did you do it Charity?’’ I repeated. “Why do you do the things you do?”“For the ones I love.’’ I affirmed. “For the ones I love.” She mirrore