Terror.

Elena's POV.

Life at greenwoods pack keeps getting better each day. I was treated with so much care and everyone contributed in any way they could to make sure that I remained healthy even when Darius was out for meetings.

Over the short time I've stayed here, I could tell one unique thing about them, they cared for each other greatly, and that I cherished so much. It is something Crescent Star Pack clearly lacks, if they actually looked out for each other, I wouldn't be in this mess.

A loud rumbling of my stomach snapped me back to reality. I was starving.

It was late in the night and the chefs, including the rest of the house workers have retired for the night, I actually ate to a pulp before they left but being a pregnant woman involves getting hungry the next minute after you've eaten.

Was this what my mother went through to give birth to me? I would have treated her with much more love than I ever did, if she was here. This is not a manageable journey.

I slowly climbed down t