The Mental Conflict

With the meeting over, the pack dispersed and returned to their respective matters. Thanks to news on Ellie's pregnancy, the werewolves have calmed down somewhat, no longer tense about news and possibilities of there being a possible traitor amongst them, especially from the authority werewolves. Although, it may be more because of the 'example' William made out of Lector- who was sent to the dungeon after the event. Regardless, things were as peaceful as can be now.

Ellie was back in her humble abode, lying in bed, gently rubbing her tummy. While she was not expect her child to feel... well, anything from the action now, she hoped it would at least sense the comfort she was giving it. Its birth may still be far off, but she still wanted to do something motherly for it before them. Before... they are forced to be separated...

'Is this what a mother's instincts is like?' she wondered. 'Even though I shouldn't and don't want this kid... Even though I can't be with it... How stupid do