Kacie Now I don’t know why everyone thinks telling someone to calm down when they aren’t calm is a good idea. It’s actually possibly the worst thing you can do in that scenario. Having them here should have made me feel better. We should have been able to sit here comfortably and talk things out, but the more I looked at them the more I wanted to scream and cry. Nothing was working out and I didn’t want to think about a child. I didn’t want to think about bringing a life into the world right now. Not with the witches here and definitely not while I was at a crossroads with my mates. They should have been here by my side before. Before I fainted, before they knew I was pregnant, before when they should have been. I didn’t want them by my side because of this, not just because of this. I wanted them to be here because they wanted. Not because I was birthing an heir into the world. Now that I was thinking about it, my mind began to wander. The fight. Jade. The mud monster. My injuries.
Kacie “Whoa whoa,” Viktor said. Viktor waved his hand in the space between me and Jake in an attempt to get our attention. I swiped at the angry tears that streaked down my face and the snot that beaded on my lip. I was a teary hot mess. Jake had vengeance in his eyes and I could tell from the way they flashed that he was already blaming Jade. This vendetta he has with the witches is starting to get old. I get that he doesn’t trust them and I get that she hurt me. I even understand where he would be irritated with her, pissed even for placing me here. But she is not to blame for any loss. How could Jade have known that I was pregnant? It wasn’t even her responsibility to train me that day. Clara wasn’t there that morning and she would have done the same thing if not worse to me had she been present. She only did what she was supposed to do, which was to train me. Neither Jake nor I could be angry at the witches for this. They were not the ones who were to blame. If they were to poin
It’s supposed to be the three of us and yet they’re chatting it up without me. They’ve LINKED without me. They’ve got something to say to each other that can’t be said in front of me and that irritates me to no end. To no fucking end. Maybe I’m being dramatic, maybe I’m being emotional, maybe even fucking hormonal but no matter their reason, they shouldn’t be talking without me. They shouldn’t be conversing without me. It feels like I’m on the outside looking into their relationship and I can’t stand it. I hate it. I hate the predicament I’m in. I hate this whole damn situation.Why didn’t Jake answer when I asked him about that night?Why was Jake the first to speak?Can I trust him?Can I trust any of them?Viktor ran the entire night.Jake, drinking?Drinking with fucking who? Do I believe this?Do I take what they’ve said and believe it without asking questions?Questions that could shake the very foundation of this relationship?I do know one thing… I won’t ignore the red flags.
Doctor James walks around the bed and comes to a stop in front of the machines by my side. His lips don’t move but his eyes smile down at me. He leans down slowly and slides my shirt up, revealing my bruised belly. My eyes dart away from my exposed skin as one of the nurses step forward holding a gelled tool. Doctor James turns from me and grabs it from her. When he turns back to me I stare at the tool in his had. Another nurse steps up with a paper like material in her hands. “Excuse me, Luna,” she said with a bow. She lifts her head and places the thin paper on my lower half. I watch as she lifts the material to my pelvis. She bows again and retreats to the monitor on the sonogram. “This isn’t going to hurt but it’s going to be cold,” Doctor Jame said. I nodded and he pressed the device to my flat stomach. I held my breath while he rolled it from one spot to the other while the nurse at the monitor clicked and clacked on the keyboard. He pressed into one spot before moving and pre
The room is quiet while the three of us watch Doctor James mull over his question. The nurses continue to clean up. One grabs the cords while the other grabs hold of the sonogram. I’m ready for his answer. Jake shuffles from one foot to the other and I know he’s nervous about what he’s going to say. Viktor is like a tall oak tree. He stands still and doesn’t bend to the winds of change. “We’ll excuse ourselves,” one of the nurses said. We wait for them to They both bow and exit from the room. When the door closes behind them, Doctor James looks like he finally has an answer for us. “We don’t know how the child was affected from the fight and honestly, only time will tell. In the meanwhile, I would suggest Luna Kacie stay in bed and relax. She should avoid fighting or training. She should avoid strenuous work until we know for sure that she is in the clear and the child is okay. She shouldn’t lift anything heavy either. I know that the position of Luna is a stressful one, but I would
The three of us stared back and forth between each other. We were all standing at the edge of the cliff of change. There was so much that needed to be said, talked about, and decided. Before I could do any of that I needed time to think. There was a lot to figure out and I couldn’t do that if they continued to crowd me.“I want to be alone,” I said.“Kacie,” Viktor sighed.“I think we should talk-” Jake’s phone buzzed again, cutting him off.“I want to be alone,” I said firmly this time.Jake’s phone vibrated in his pocket. The sound of it filled the quiet room. I watched as he pulled his phone from his shorts and glanced down at the dimly lit screen. He tapped the screen and his eyes slid left to right across the screen. His jaw flexed as he stared at it for a moment. He typed something out and Viktor followed my gaze. The two of us watched as he tapped the screen and the light turned off. He looked up and slowly returned his phone to his pocket.“Care to share who could possibly hav
When I left my room I wasn’t sure I’d be able to catch up to Jake. The odds of finding him were low because of how long I’d spent talking to Viktor after Jake walked out. Miraculously I found him, he hadn’t gone that far. He was standing outside of the packhouse. He stood there for awhile. I kept an eye on the surrounding in case someone came up. I had to remain unseen or I wouldn’t figure out who he was going to see. Jake’s hands balled into fists and he took his first step since I’d found him. He’d made up his mind. I mirrored him and gave chase. A current of pain ran through my body with every step I took. It felt as if I were being punched in the stomach repeatedly. My wolf begged me to return to the room but I was being careful. I walked, not ran. Okay, I wasn’t going slow enough for it to be considered a walk, but I had to keep Jake within my sights or I’d lose him. I couldn’t lose him. I realized where he was headed about ten minutes in. I wracked my brain but couldn’t figure
There was something so wrong with this scene. There was something with this whole scenario. I knew something was up but I didn’t know it was this. I was suspicious.I thought maybe something had happened between the two, but this, this was something else. This was bigger. This was something that could possibly change everything. Jake and Clara. Clara and Jake. “Please,” Jake pleaded. My heart was shattering, I could almost hear the glass pieces falling to the floor as I watched the scene unfold in front of me. I used my hand and leaned against the tree in an attempt to hold myself up. My hand gave way and my body slumped against the trunk. “I can’t… I can’t be with anyone else. I love her. Please understand me,” Jake said. Clara’s small frame shook and she thrashed in his hold as she tried to get away from him. He didn’t let her go. My throat restricted as I watched them. My mind went from hating how close they were to wondering what happened when they touched. Curiosity and the bur